The calm before the storm

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When I woke up, I felt a bit relieved that I was still in a fluffy bed and not anywhere else. I kinda thought they would sent me back to my mother and that they would actually do something abobut my escape.

Why?

Why am I still here?

I am a VK....

They even know who I am...

How could they do nothing and leave me here?

As I stared holes in the ceiling, I heard a small knock on the door. I wasn't used to this at all but I knew this was not something I should get used to. Still I felt kinda really out of place nor did I knew what to do so I slowly started to sit up the moment the door opened. An older woman came in and I didn't really knew who she was but I could feel the magic around her. This must be the fairy grandmother otherwise I wouldn't know who else would have this much magic around them.

Fairy: Oh dearie, you are awake. How are you feeling.

Me: Better I guess..... 

Fairy: Come on now, let me check you up?

I was really hesitant and the more she came closer, I startd to back away. Of course I knew the story about the fairy grandmother. I also knew who I was and that we were not on best terms at all. This was why I tried to get out of the bed but failed soo much.

Fairy: wow, there! You just woke up after a week of having a very high fever. You are lucky Ben brought you here when he did.

Me: A week?

Fairy: Yes. Now how about I bring you some food?

Me: I... Why am I still here?

Fairy: What do you mean?

Me: We both know who I am. So why?

Fairy: You need help dearie. Why else?

So to make it short... they have me here because if they would let me go back, then they would regret it... Oh how great.

Fairy: Now, can you try and get up? The wound on your leg was quite deep as well as the one on your back. I bibbedy babbedy it a bit but please try to stand up.

Me: Thanks...

There it was the reaction I expected from here. When I said thanks, this woman looked at me as if I was an alien but only for a short while before smiling at me again. Together with her help, I got out of the bed and she even made sure that I was dressed in something lightly with her magic so I didn't had to move a lot. To be quite honest it didn't hurt anymore but I was just feeling week and all the while I was looking out of the window. 

How nice it must be to fly....

And here I am stuck inside...

Fairy: Now we can go to the dining hall. I am sure Ben would love to meet you.

Oh boy...

Me: alright.

I could have escaped the whole time this woman was here. There was nothing stopping me and I could even see a coupld of opportunities too. However I was sure that Ben didn't liked it. I mean he brought me here to get better. It was his effort and he was for sure getting in troubles for this. Besides I was really greatful for the healing and his help.

Soo we started walking to the dining hall but as much as I would have loved that nothing would happen at all, I could sense something going on. It was a shift in the air that made me stop and look around. It was there that I could see Jay. He was defnitelly trying to break in and even though I could see him for a brief while from the window, I knew what was going on. 

They are really going through with this....

One push...

One spell...

Just the wand and everyone would be free....

Would it be a good thing tho?

No one deserves to live like us for 16 years!

BUT... this live is peacful...

My mother would destroy it in an instant for sure...

NO!

My mother is the worst out of them all.

I hate her!

She is the reason they created the dome around the island!

But still...

How can they!

It's been nearly two weeks they been here and they still want to end this peacefulness?!

I won't stand this!

This is the wrong way!

He isn't any better than us VK!

Ben is different. 

The kids here might be different as well!

We are all the same after all!

While we continued to walk to the dining hall, I started thinking about everything. The reason we were like we were. It wasn't because we were evil. It wasn't because we wanted to be evil but because we didn't know it better and they were judging us by that. It was just messed up and something had to be done if I wanted my freedom.

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