𝑅𝐸𝑀𝐸𝑀𝐵𝐸𝑅 𝑀𝐸 | druig

𝓈𝒾𝓍

Dusk had fallen over the Amazon by the time Nita's father returned from his duties with Druig; his clothes were dirty and his hair was matted down with sweat. Nita knew he wouldn't be up for a small interrogation by her before he bathed and ate, but she couldn't wait. She had to know what it was they brought back.

She approached her father as he gathered some fresh clothing before taking his shower. "Papa," she said sweetly, leaning against the threshold to her parents' small bedroom.

"Yes, mi hija," he said, closing the drawers to the dresser and turning to face her.

She didn't know how to gently approach the subject so she ripped off the bandaid and flat out asked, "What did you bring back in the boats?" Her fathers expression remained stern, unable to read.

"It's nothing you need to worry about," he said, walking up to the door where Nita had no choice but to move otherwise she would be knocked to the ground by just a brush of his shoulder.

"But it is," she protested, arms staying firmly crossed over her chest. Her father turned back around to her at that, at the slight hint of disrespect in her tone.

"No, Benita, it's not. I can't tell you, for your own good so please don't ask me about it any more," he said firmly, bordering on yelling. But Nita wasn't backing down. As her father went to leave the hut to the shower hanging off the back of it, Nita grabbed his arm, forcing him back.

"You can't tell me because of Him?" She said and her father knew exactly who she was referring to. "Aren't you sick of being controlled by him? Of losing control of yourself without warning whenever and wherever he feels like it? We're his puppets, Papa. You more so than Evita, mom, and I," she said, with sadness in her voice. Everytime her father would go away with Druig, a pit would be carved into her heart and wouldn't fill until he was back. She had no idea where Druig would bring her father and it scared her not knowing if he'd ever come back.

Her fathers brow twitched as his expression slowly darkened. "Benita, how dare you say those things about our protector," he seethed. "What He does for us is something that hasn't happened anywhere at any time in history. With his gifts He's protecting us from the horrible things that go on out there. Things that I could never let you or your mother or sister encounter. We're safe here because of Him. We're taken care of and at peace because of Him."

Nita just stared at her father, at a complete loss for words. She then realized that her father didn't follow Druig because he had no choice to, but because he truly believed, as if Druig was his God, blessing him day and night.

"He controls you. He controls us. We don't get a choice. Believe what you want, father, but I refuse to be his pawn," Nita said quietly but sternly before pushing past her father and out into the night.