Warrior Nun: The aftermath

Chapter 8

Muffled and somehow far away, Beatrice could hear someone calling her name. It was Ava. Everywhere she would have recognized this voice. Slowly she can get more and more to herself.

"Bea? Bea!"

In fact, it was Ava who knelt over her and looked at her worriedly. It took a moment until Beatrice could remember everything. The memories of their conversation returned slowly. The joy was incredibly great to look into those brown eyes again and to feel Ava's incredibly soft skin under her fingers. However, the shock and pain about that, that she was weeks or months back and hadn't even shown.

"Ava?"

"Slowly. You're hurt. I've treated all your wounds while you've been sleeping."

Intentionally, Bea tried to stand up and stand up herself. However, the stabbing pain of her broken ribs immediately caused her to sink back to the ground.

"Ouch! Damn!"

"Sister Beatrice?! What is that choice of words?" said Ava, playfully shocked. "Bea, seriously, you should slow down."

"Don't tell me what to do!" Furious, she replied sharply.

With a pull, Ava backed away a little. "I'm sorry. Bea. I couldn't do different."

"You couldn't or didn't want to do otherwise? The whole time I didn't know if you were alive or if I killed you after I let you go down the crappy portal!" It hurt like hell when she screamed, but at the moment the only thing Beatrice could focus on was Ava. Unfortunately, not in the way she had wished at their reunion.

"I'm sorry..." Ava tried to apologize, but Bea wouldn't let her talk.

"It does something to you? Sorrow? That you lied to us all? Or you did your own thing? You deceived me and made this decision? That I had to choose between losing you or letting you die? And now you have been back for a long time, but never once given a sign that you are okay? Or that you could only show yourself when there was no other way? What exactly are you sorry for? " Beatrice was angry and hurt.

Ava turned her back and walked a few steps from Beatrice. When she came to a stop, she threw her hands in the air.

"Everything! Do you understand? I'm sorry for everything! Except to get you out of there. What were you thinking?! They would have killed you Beatrice!"

"What would you have cared about?" As soon as the words were uttered, she regretted it.

Ava stared at her in horror. "Are you serious? Everything I did was for you. I wanted to protect you! Since I've been back, I've been keeping an eye on you and watching you destroy yourself! Standing next to it and watching how you exhausted yourself every day in training and collapsed! I saw you punish yourself for my decision! Beatrice, I'm fucking interested in you, so I couldn't watch this time and just let you die!"

Her words echoed through the warehouse before it became quiet and both remained silent. What did all this mean? Ava had been watching her about the whole time. All the moments when Beatrice had felt her presence, she had actually been there.

"The one day. About a week and a half later in the training room. I thought I felt you. You were actually there?"

"Yes."

"How? I mean, how can it be possible that I haven't seen you?"

Ava sighed. "It was longer than just a week for me. During this time I learned a lot, not only new skills with the halo. Unfortunately, I can't use one of them with you. I tried to heal you, but for some reason it doesn't work."

With every minute they talked, more and more questions arose. But it was not the right time to ask Ava the questions that were on Beatrice's mind, so facts had to be clarified.

"Why weren't you allowed to talk to me first? You mentioned a mission earlier."

Ava sighed again, avoiding Beatrice's gaze.

"I shouldn't have shown myself to you. As important as my mission is, I could never have allowed you to be killed. That's why I can't..."

"You can't do what? Ava damn open your mouth!" When she stopped talking, Beatrice loses her patience to walk any longer in this circle.

"There are things I'm not allowed to say and do, Beatrice. It doesn't matter if I like it or not. That's why I'll make sure you get back to the monastery safely and then I have to go and do what I'm original supposed to."

Ava shut down again. Beatrice had always believed they could confide in each other and be there for each other, but Ava's behavior only hurt her. "Ava, where are you?"

Confused, Ava looked at her. "Here. I'm standing right in front of you Bea."

"No," Beatrice said decisively and close to tears. "No. The Ava I know and love is somewhere different."

"I'm sorry. Moment... what? Did you just say love?"

Beatrice didn't have the strength to have this conversation now, especially since it wasn't the same person standing in front of her who loved her.

"You should stop apologizing. It becomes less credible every time." That said it all for them.

It was obvious that Ava was also rotten. The glassy teddy bear eyes almost broke Beatrice's heart. But it was the right thing to do. Ava was no longer the newly grown woman. She was older, whiter and unfortunately different. Actually, she should have learned much earlier what the consequences are if you were not honest.

Ava took an audibly deep breath in and out a few times before she said something composure and again distant.

"Then everything is said in that case and we should leave, before the others do God knows what to find you."

All the way they drove silently in a stolen car. Beatrice couldn't drive with her injuries, so it was Ava's first time behind the wheel.
A risk to let them drive in this car during the day without experience. The worst thing was sitting next to the person who had missed her so much and now found out she wasn't the same anymore. When Beatrice thought about it, she preferred a dead or missing Ava to a lying and reserved Ava. Sadly, was the first word that came to Bea's mind about this situation.
Arriving in front of the monastery, they stayed in the car for a moment.

"Bea. You know you can't tell anyone..."

"Don't tell me again what I have to do Ava!"

"I'm sorry Beatrice! But I can't let anyone or anything jeopardize my mission. I don't want to have a fight with you, you know?"

"No, I don't."

"You must not tell anyone that you met me. Soon there will come a point where I can lay everything out, but not now."

"It's not about this mission Ava. It's about you. I thought we could confide in each other and be honest with each other. Obviously not." Without looking at Ava again, she got out of the car and stopped for a moment at the open door." I just hope your mission is worth losing." She points her finger back and forth between the two of them.

"You can't expect any help with the behavior."

Before Ava could reply, however, Beatrice slammed the door shut and found it hard to return to the convent. It wasn't until she waited for the gate to open that she heard the car drive away with squeaking tires.