𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗱𝗲 | 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗱𝘀 [ON HOLD]

xi. stolen kisses

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— DAY TWELVE —
season one, episode six, part one

❝𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐬...❞

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(A/N: new manip by my love wonhosmila)

LEAH RILKE

Leah sat at the edge of her bed, legs pulled to her chest as she leaned against the headboard. Her room in the bunker was driving her crazy, more than she felt she already was. She was not sure how much longer she could keep this up. Maybe if they were really saved, not separated, locked away and interrogated individually, she would have felt better...

But everything felt off here, too.

Their rescue from the island had seemed so strange, so foreign. It was nothing any of them had expected or dreamt up; no searchlight, no media outlets, no worried people reassuring them. Just stoic men in black, leading — or, in some cases, forcing — them into a helicopter, and again from the helicopter into the bunker. Leah hadn't even seen the land mass they were on, nor did she see the others before they were all separated and ushered into different rooms.

Did they even leave the island?

None of her questions had been answered since their arrival, and that fact alone set her on edge. Maybe, in some way, it was what she should've expected. While still not sure, her suspicions became harder to ignore with each passing day, growing worse with every godforsaken hour she spent isolated and alone.

Leah often found her eyes drawn to the clock on the wall, watching as the minutes ticked by. She felt her mind running again, processing information, connecting dots that may not even be there. The need to not be perceived as crazy was the only thing capable of calming the raging storm in her mind.

Was she sure?

There could be a real chance that Faber and Agent Young were just being careful, that her and the others really needed to be quarantined, that their parents were on their way.

Leah took a deep breath.

God, was she going crazy?

The uncomfortable feeling in her stomach seemed to answer this question, though. And, in moments like this, Leah wished that Fatin was there with her, knowing she would calm her down. Or, if given the chance, she would even take an awkward hug from Blaire in attempts to get her out of her own head.