She raises one hand weakly and continues with her story "They worked on my brain and made half of it a computer where it was infected so I could live. Apparently I was gone for a while because when I got back my apartment was sold to someone else and when I went to the park . . . she was kissing some guy. I had a pile of papers from my apartment and out of rage I threw them at them and the guy punched me in the face"
Well I do not think either of us expected that. How do I even respond to this? Now I feel guilty. I do not know if I fully believe her either. I guess we will find out.
I went to go stand up when I noticed that I am still tied up. I clench my jaw and looked at the floor. She walks over to me and put her hand on my shoulder and said "I can't let you go now, I don't know what they have done to you yet" I looked up at her and said "they did not even get that far. Like I was just in there for a few minutes" She shook her head and says "it's been four days"
Wait, it should have only been three, I am missing a day then. Right? The two in the forest and the one on the way there. I guess when Sage knocked me out it could have been another day.
I squinted my eyes at her in confusion and said "So when you knocked me out, I was asleep for a day?" she looked above me in a way to think and said "close to a day but no" I blinked a few times.
No way we were in that hanger for more than a day. That's strange
I softly say "okay" she looks at me with sympathy and says "and I am sorry about your face" I glare at her and she smiles. She walks over to the kitchen and chuckles. "They do have good taste in food also why were you just diving your face into it" I roll my eyes and say "well they told me to just figure it out so I got my feet loose and turned around so I could eat because I was hungry" She walks over with the food and sets it in my lap. I look down at it and back up at her. She has a stupid smile on her face and I glare at her. She turns back around and goes into the kitchen. I watch her grab something and walk back with a fork. She sticks it in the food and then looks at me and then the food. She smiles again and asks "want me to feed you or do you want to just figure it out" I smile and scoff. I shake my head. She grabs the fork and lifts food up and says "come on open wide" I laugh and look away. She tries her best to get the food in my face but I keep dogging it. I can not help but laugh and she accidently drops the fork and the food goes all over my lap. My mouth opens wide in shock but we then both burst out laughing.
That's why I notice the ropes on my hands get loose. I keep the smile on my face and she does not notice. She grabs the box of food off my lap and heads to the kitchen. I look on the counter to see a knife.
No, I'm not going to kill her relax.
She sets the food down and goes to grab a towel off the counter next to the knife. I look down at the floor as she walks back. She swipes the food off my lap and walks back into the kitchen. I watch her dump the food into the trash. She then walks over to a cupboard where usually the broom is kept. The broom is not in there and so she then looks around the room. In a way to scan it. She taps her foot on the ground and then goes "oh" she quickly walks past me and heads towards the bathroom. As she grabs the bathroom door and opens it, I free my hands. As she enters the bathroom I stand up and lunge towards the knife. I grab it and look around for my keys. I do not see them around and I wont leave without them. I turn around to see them on my bed so I quickly run over to grab them. As I grab them and turn around Sage walks out of the bathroom with the broom. She looks at the chair and her smile instantly disappears. She looks up and sees me and then looks down at the knife. She put the broom in front of her and I held the knife in front of me. I walk towards her slowly. She does not budge. She softly says " please don't go"
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RomanceThe main character Ember Rose tells her life's story and a little bit of what she does day to day, in her fictional world. These are journal entries and soon enough they become more like camp fire stories. She begins to have more trouble in life and...