Getting Damien home was the hardest thing Luke and I ever had to do, he is really heavy, he tried helping us but he did get shot by Luke. He dragged his legs, Luke just pushed open the door, I looked at him and he just shrugged, he was here earlier and he left the door unlocked? We will definitely be talking about that later and I pushed the door closing it with my foot.
We tried throwing Damien on the couch, he shook his head pointing up at the attic and we had to pull him up, I let go leaving Luke grunting making me smile, he's dramatic, I pulled out all the drawers looking for the keys, Jesus Christ, where did he put them? There was no need to hide them this much, I would have never... Okay, I would have but come on, keys.
"Olwethu, hurry up, he's heavy".
"I'm looking, aren't I?".
"Clearly you're not looking hard enough".
I stopped then looked up at him."If you keep talking, I'll get distracted and it'll take longer to look".
I went back to looking and I got the keys and ran past them to the attic unlocking the lock then pulled the stairwell down and ran back to Luke helping him carry Damien up. Getting home was easy compared to this, I went up first on the second staircase, this is not going to work I walked back down, Luke going up first.
He kept grunting making both Damien and I just stare at him, me chuckling, this is somehow funny, I stopped pulling Luke back making him groan and I looked around at all the machines, TVs and pictures, of me.
"Not creepy Damien, not creepy at all".
He pointed at one of the beds and we threw him on it, he closed his eyes leaving Luke and I in the blank, I hit him a few times and he's out cold. Great, now what?. There's a lot of wires that are not connected, we could be connecting the wrong cable, fuck. Luke took a deep breath, he better not kill him, if Damien dies, he's not going to die. He looked up at me, I just waited and watched him, he plugged it in Damien and nothing and we both sighed relieved.
I took another wire and plugged it in without even thinking twice about it, it's the same cable as Luke's and Damien started shaking, I pulled it out and he stopped. I moved back my hands on my head, looks like I'm the one who's going to kill him, Luke took it and he plugged it and nothing, apparently I'm not good with Robots. Again, we both sighed relieved, I brushed my forehead.
Luke sat down watching me cleaning Damien up, cuffing off his t-shirt and getting him a clean one putting it besides him, he'll put it on when he wakes up. He is not bleeding, of course he's not bleeding, he's a robot, I looked up at Luke and he just looked away making me stare, I like making people feel uncomfortable.
I went downstairs and ran a shower, the bruises hurting as the shampoo and water brushed through it, the hands hurting ten times worse. Letting them throw me on the road was a bad idea, how am I gonna bathe if my hands hurt this much? I closed my eyes washing my head, it hurts, a lot, everything hurts, I looked up at the water washing my face.
Leaving Damien and Luke alone is probably not a good idea but not cleaning up is not a good idea either. The police will be knocking anytime now and they will be taking us to jail, Damien, I washed off my elbows, crying in pain, the water turning red, my t-shirt is ruined from the elbows to the shoulders then down to tip. I took it off followed by my bra and the dungarees and it all seriously hurt.
"Fuck!".
I got out of the shower putting on a towel, I wiped off the wounds with Dettol and it hurt even more, I put a plaster on my elbows and bandages my hands, I put on cargo pants, a bra(just in case they come back, I can fight better with a bra on) and a t-shirt then went back up and sat down, Luke moved besides me. He opened his hands, I looked down at them then up at him and he just took my hands in his and bandaged them neatly, he then turned my head to the side looking at the wound and he frowned sighing.
He hates it when I get hurt, I don't mind really it comes with the job besides, I'm a Nkosi, I need to show off my scars every once in a while in our family dinners. Damien rose up from the bed the cables flying to the floor, he just rose like he was dead or something, I ran up to him letting go of Luke's hand and he also got up and held his shoulder, Luke just pulled me back. I just looked at him, Damien would never hurt me, would he hurt him? Yes, very much but not me.
"You just woke up from the dead".
He groaned."I don't really die".
"Right, you're a robot and all".Luke said glad Damien is still Damien.
"Advanced human".
I looked at Luke and smiled."He's an advanced human".
"We need to talk".
Luke paced up and down, me eating and Damien watching Luke's every move, only moving the eyes making me frown but still enjoying my sandwich. I am good at these things, my mom is one of the world's best chefs. Luke threw him a t-shirt he found on the couch.
"Okay, so talk, you're an advanced human who happens to be a property of Amberemere who are trying to kill you and...".
"They are after Olwethu not me".
"Me? Why me?".
"They know I care deeply for you".
"You care deeply for her?".
"Will they torture me if they catch me?".
"Yes and probably make me watch until I give up and go back to them".
"Why are you not going back? Why are you killing doctors? What's going on?".
And Damien stood up his fingers digging in the bullet holes and he pulled out the bullet throwing it on the counter table, he then threw what he pulled out from one of the 'advanced humans'.
"I need to go".
"Go? Go where?".
He pulled out my map and drew an x on it, he pointed down at it and it's not that far from here, we can go there together and he read my mind because he went to the bedroom and he flew out the window down to the road. I ran to the bedroom and sighed holding my waist, he really is not my favorite person right now.
"He is not going there alone, is he?".
"No".
"What do you mean...".I put on sneakers, Luke turned around watching me."Where are you going?".
"He can't go there, alone, you just said so yourself".
"That doesn't mean you are going there".
I tied my shoelaces."Well, I am, you don't have to if you don't want to".
"What do you mean you are? Olwethu, they want you, they tried to kidnap you and if they manage to catch you, they will torture you, remember?".
I stood up taking out Damien's gun and holstered it, Luke laughed holding his waist, still laughing."You are not taking someone else's gun, Olwethu, that's a crime".
I took another magazine putting it in my pockets, Luke knows once I say I'm doing something then I am doing it, he watched me not listening and he got out of my way, I went to the kitchen taking two knives and my car keys. I'm not letting Damien go there all alone, it's not safe.
"I can't believe I came here".
"Shut up".
"Don't tell me to shut up, I didn't even wanna come here".
We both got out of the car and we walked up to the gate, this is the worst idea I have ever come up with, ever, Luke pulled out his gun and so did I. He always hated how good I am with guns but like I said my father made sure we all got basic training, as he called it, sadly none of my siblings ever had to use it. He nod and I pushed the gate getting in and before I knew it we were both on the ground, I looked up at him and him stretching out his hand is the last thing I saw.
