Angel's Devils

Chapter 14

Jasmine sat alone on the same chair that she had to sit on every time she receives the needle with the substances. Her head was bowed down staring at her feet, she liked the color of her shoes and she could not help but examine them. They were the only things that she had kept from her home, and no matter how much they squeezed her feet in a painful matter she could not let them go.

The door opened quickly making her jump in her seat, and when she took a sideways glance at who was barging in, it was expectedly some soldiers dragging someone in. She has seen the sight before, and it could only mean one thing, someone was either shot and is dead or someone’s body has rejected the substances and has also died. To her surprise though, the person who was being dragged was very much alive. He was struggling against the firm grip of the soldiers, and he was bringing his weight down to the ground trying to get free of their clutches.

Among the soldiers who were holding the boy was Demetrius, and Jasmine had to inch to the left to get a better look at the prisoner. To her utter surprise it was the infamous Heath Paice, who was to share her testing room and she could not help but feel some excitement. It’s been awhile that she had someone to share something with.

Maybe we would become friends, Jasmine thought enthusiastically. All possible thoughts of her and the boy passing time laughing about and sharing jokes. Jasmine, in fact never had a friend other than her cousin, it was an exciting moment to see the boy that she always saw as a limp and dead body now alive and yelling curses at everyone.

“Jasmine,” Someone spoke, awakening her from her thoughts, “Jasmine, stop ignoring me.” The girl looked up to see that now Demetrius has left the group who were holding Heath firmly to a chair and now has managed to walk towards her.

“Oh hello,” Jasmine spoke grinning, “Is he going to stay in my testing room?”

Demetrius stared at her for a while until he shook his head, “Never mind that, I have noticed that you seem bigger since last week. You seem more…buff and fit. I swear last week you looked like a poor small girl who hasn’t eaten properly for over a year.”

“What are you saying?” She asked, her eyes narrowing. “I don’t seem to be following what you’re saying.”

“I’m saying,” Demetrius spoke, lowering his voice, “that you might have not that long until you finally shift.”

There was silence between them apart from the yelling and cursing from Heath. Then Jasmine said, “You’re joking, right? Say you are joking!”

Demetrius looked around to see if anyone was listening, but the soldiers that were with him, were surrounding Heath and they were talking and laughing among themselves, while Heath was handcuffed to the chairs and was still trying to break free.

“That’s why I want to help you run away,” Demetrius pressed keenly. He lowered his height by bending his knees so he would match Jasmine’s eye level. Then he pressed his hands on each side of the armchair by Jasmine’s sides.

However, the girl started to shake her head, “No, no, I could get killed!”

“No,” Demetrius continued, “You just need to keep your mouth shut and never tell anyone about what I’m about to tell you. I’m grouping with many prisoners and we’re planning an escape plan. Now, if you just follow what…”

“Stop that Dmitri,” Jasmine interrupted angrily, “You are…you are scaring me right now. I don’t want to run away, and you are leaning in too close!”

Blinking slowly, Demetrius leaned away and straightened up. “You don’t want to do this?” He asked, losing all hope of saving his friend.

“Well, definitely not!’ Jasmine chuckled nervously, “I don’t want to die! I would rather shift than lose my life!”