Codependent

Chapter 97

As I suspected they didn't come to see us for a long time. Steve listened to everything I thought I knew and he was filling in some blanks. Sometimes he would tell something and I'd fill in the blanks with the right answer to find out how much I truly knew already.

I had enough when I could organise some of the memories and make a simple timeline together, I've been here for so long already, and so was he, but he didn't deserve it.

"The only thing I'm not getting is why you've been here for so long when your father wanted you all the time," Steve said and I sighed not remembering anything about him as my father. Steve told me he wasn't nice to me though.

"They are basically training me to be submissive, a neutral weapon, they're so nice to me this time though, I'm privileged from everyone in this base, unlike you..." I said as he winced in pain grabbing his side.

"I wish I could help you," I said softly and he sighed looking at me. "No, they need to believe it," he said and I knew what he meant but I couldn't torture him, so I nodded no.

"I'm not hurting you anymore, I'll tell them we talked and I just needed to play games to keep myself from being bored, you'll act depressed and stay silent and they'll believe it," I said and he looked hesitant but he nodded eventually.

"We need to be patient, but it can't be too long before I'm going on a mission again, I'll wait for the right moment to make them bring you with me, I just don't know with what excuse..." I said and he looked fearfully. It made me sad because he didn't seem like a fearful man, I broke him.

The lights went off for a moment but a few seconds later they were turned on again letting me know they were still busy for the night. I sighed and saw Steve's empty expression.

"You should get some rest," I suggested but he nodded no forcing himself to be alert again making me sigh annoyed at his stubborn behaviour, but after everything, I couldn't blame him.

"Lay on the bed, please, I'm not tired," I said and he started rambling about how I should sleep and he'd stay awake and I shut him up. He could be so annoying.

"Listen here you grandpa, you're hurt and need to heal, I need your strength soon enough, I'm guessing you don't sleep well alone in a cell in the same block as Mr. worldwide, I can hear when they are coming and I'll wake you when they do," I said standing up from the mattress.

"Mr. who?" he asked looking at me so confused. "He's very tall? keeps meowing and cries like a baby when he sees ghosts?" I explained and he sighed letting me know he knew who I was talking about. Here it was always quiet, for him it would be an advantage to get some sleep for a night.

"Why are you so nice to me when you don't remember you liked me?" he asked before dragging himself onto the mattress, he sat down on top of it looking at me as I fidgeted with my hands awkwardly not sure how to express myself.

"It just feels right, I did torture you, so maybe I feel bad," I said smiling and he scoffed laying down on his back after I told him to get to sleep again.

"It's not your fault, Celene... I don't blame you for anything," he said softly with his eyes already closed. I wanted to say that maybe he should blame me and that it was my fault, I knew it was. But I didn't want to trouble him this late when he needed sleep, I'd start a conversation too difficult to have, so I stayed quiet until I could hear his breathing slow down and I sighed resting my head against the back of the wall.

I tried to remember the things we spoke about, the life I had, the magic I had and I looked at the bracelets on my wrists that kept them from me. Julian had told me they gave me strength, but the truth was that he feared my strength.