𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖒 | d.f. | book two

🕷️ ann47 🕷️

8:53pm

"are you ready?" borkov asks.

"yes borkov," i sigh, "let's go and play house."

borkov grabs the tray with the needle on it and i lead the way to apple's room.

boy, this will be difficult.

the door slides open and i enter the room. she's in the same corner i left her.

i look at her table.

empty plate.

i nearly crack a smile.

why do i feel... almost proud of her?

"nice job apollonia. i really expected you not to eat. i'm proud," i tell her.

"what's he doing here?" she asks, looking at me only.

"he's got to administer your medicine for the night. don't worry. i'm not going to let you get hurt."

"i don't want medicine," she says, not backing down from our little stare off.

"the quicker we fall into this routine, the easier it will be to progress forward," i stress to her.

"why did you kidnap me?!"

i take a deep breath.

"you're special apollonia. you are what some call the key. i've watched you. i've seen what you could do. i want to make you better." i walk to her and sit with my legs under me. "i want to make you stronger."

"raya can do that," she says, frowning.

borkov walks over but stands at a comfortable distance.

"when the time is right apollonia, you'll be able to see and talk to your brother. but right now, we're focusing on you. we want to know how strong you are," he tells her.

"i'm strong on my own."

"let us help you. trust us. i have a daughter- we have a daughter that you'll soon meet. we have a good family here. you'll love everyone," i tell her.

"just give me the medicine and get out," she asserts, sitting up and pulling her sleeve up.

i nod.

"borkov."

borkov comes over and bends down setting the tray on the ground. he copies my position; sitting on his legs.

"we don't want to hurt you at all apollonia," he tells her, prepping the needle. "we're going to take care of you."

i watch him administer the shot that i made with the best of the best scientists.

"goodnight apollonia," i tell her.

her eyes slowly lower and she slumps over toward the ground. i catch her and pick her up. i carry her to her bed. borkov opens the covers and i put her in.

borkov tucks her in.

"i will crack you," i tell her unconscious body. "she will be apart of our family. i will have control over her."

"you will my love," he says, while we just overlook her.

i cut her lamp off and we leave her.

i will crack that stubborn little mind apollonia. just you wait and see.