Fallen Angel or Demon? 18+ (Complete)

Chapter 23: Hostage?!

*One and half hours ago since Silver came here*

I tried to wake up from this nightmare, and here we are; it was an actual situation in 2014. Why did I forget that I was a hostage in this environment? Why was I, as myself, here in front of where Uncle Elijah was standing? Is that important in my entire life? Why am I not moving my head? Many questions are in my head! Oh, I remember that I was drugged by a soldier when I was in my room alone at nighttime and dragged when I felt dizzy. What? Was that Uncle Elijah's job role? We were not close or-

"Woke up, Rosanna. It is time for you to woke up, Pinkie." I resist his calling to my nickname, Pinkie, and he continues, "I want to know your relationship with Mike Waston."

Relation? To what? I did not know why and what he told me about Mike Waston or Silver White.

"We were wondering if you want to know his real name, and what if you do know his real name?" He wanders around me, and I am not moving my head up, just flinching because of the drug inside my body.

I'm hypersensitive to it, and I didn't know what it was, but it was itching on my body. I keep hearing my breathing through my runny nose, and sometimes, I have a lot of loss of consciousness. I realise I'm dying soon. So whenever someone asks me, 'Do you have a drug on you?' or shows me the type of drugs, I say no.

"Pinkie? Rose?!" Uncle Elijah says with his concerned tone and shakes my shoulder to make my head upward to see his face.

I have a question, how did I survive this? If I didn't stay, I wouldn't be here, so how? I don't know; I shall find out about this later..!

"Pinkie?" He looks at my red eyes to check the pupil, and he seems shocked to whisper when he bends down, "You're allergic to it... Right, I'm sorry. I use you to be bait."

Bait? That's why you scare me, Uncle Elijah, and I'm sorry it does come down to his fault, so he didn't spend his time with me during his war service to this country!

"Silver... White..." I whisper a name as a younger self, and I want to cover my mouth, but both of my hand is tied while I continue with a shivering tone, "Come... to... me..."

"So, you do know his name, don't you?" He smiled and frowned simultaneously when he saw my rash skin, "Pinkie, are you okay?"

After that, I moan and groan as I open my eyes while I move my eyes to see his face correctly.

"Stop calling me Pinkie!" I cough a lot of blood and spit on my clothes while I continue, "What? Don't give me a look like this, Uncle Elijah!"

"You-you're from the future." He seems shocked to see me, and I look up at him while he continues, "Finally, my theory is coming true, and we can talk about Silver White?"

I was shocked to hear this, and his sharp pink eyes locked on me when I looked down at my lap.

"How did you know him? I never told you about him-" He cuts me straight away, "We knew each other during the war. Thank him, I still was alive, but it makes me feel old, so you know him right now in the present day, right?"

I looked up at his curious face and nodded once, "We love and protect each other."

He sat on the chair in front of where I sat, letting me continue the story, "I tried to help my great-grandmothers, but there is one more left. My father tried to take me away from my love, Silver, and he almost did it to me when Grandma Mary rescued me as every grandmother does to their grandchildren."