Chapter 19 Rachel's View

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I stood there in shock,

 the girl that I thought was my sister was my mom. 

As I pushed myself up Sonya kicks me in the face I stumble back, 

stunned with one knee on the gravel, then I  hear a sound that sounded like a dart gun going off.

 My eye start closing I collapse  on the ground. 

When I wake up I'm in a car with a lady probably older than Sonya that  has light red hair,

 freckles all over, and seafoam green eyes. 

I try to move put I look down to see myself Saran Wrap and handcuffs. 

I look up and see the lay is staring at me,

 she is silent and then I turn my eyes to the right to see Sonya. 

She is not looking at me, she has her eyes glued to the window. 

Coward, I thought she can't even look at me. 

Both of them not talking, finally when I can't take the silence anymore I say,

 "What do you want from me?!"

 "Your help," said the lady with red hair.

 "And don't even try to self destruct. We took out your tracker it was in your leg." 

Sonya says still glued to the window.

 I look down to my bandaged up right leg with red staining the white gauze. 

I turn to Sonya and say, "Why should I help you? You won't even look at me!"

 "I don't need to look at you, because I know you're gonna help us." 

"Help you with what?" Sonya turns away from the window says,

 "To take him down," 

I look deep into her eyes that shimmered with devil intentions. 

Then the lady open her mouth I turn to listen to her, she says,

 "I know you want out I could see it in your eyes every time I look at you." 

She wasn't wrong I have been wanting to get out my entire life, I tried to the worst one in the trials, 

little did I know we were gonna make it regardless of our score. 

We had a huge ceremony little did I know it was a sacrifice. 

My freedom was taken away, my emotions and brainwashed, and manipulated all because if the

 Tracker. 

 The words she spoke stung, not because they hurt, but they were true. 

For so long, so log, I thought my freedom died, but it cries out for me. 

I need to take it, for what it seemed like an eternity was right here, and I needed to take it. 

"No risk, no reward," 

I say as Sonya cracks a smile, "Sound like fun, I'm in."

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