Minor Gifts

Chapter 11: Meet The Devil...

A day went bye... And I kept on wondering about Dr. Link. I missed that Dr. that would always great me with a welcoming smile even when I didn't deserve it... But now... She's changed, and it's not for the better. She doesn't look me in the eye anymore, nor does she hold a decent conversation with me. Her visits has slowly become awkward for me, seeing I am not a talker but I would rather talk then have her stare at me like she does.

I had come to a conclusion that she was, in her own way, protecting me from somthing that she just couldn't tell me. And I finally, without a grudge, respected her.

But things are different. Its weird how a year has gone bye from the moment I met her. And I knew deep down, even if I didn't want to believe, that I could trust her.

I wonder what she knows... 'Maybe she heard something that she can't tell me, But she wishes she could?' I thought to myself.

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This morning I woke up, and I had decided that I would ask her what was wrong. 'Maybe if I acted like I cared about her, just a little, by showing personal interest I may get something good out of her.' I told myself, assuming she was on her way to bring me food and another new colored serum... So I was preparing myself to start a conversation with her that may actually go somewhere.

Like usual I started hearing footsteps, getting louder and louder. I hadn't seen, or notice, Dr. Link wearing heals but I guess today was going to be different.

Finally the Metal door swung open and I heard a couple more taps from the heals, then they abruptly came to a complete stop.

"G-Good morning Dr. Link..." I greeted her, as my head turned toward the Metal door to face her.

I was thrown back at who was standing there. I quickly sat myself up and faced her with my whole body. We were eye to eye... I felt so confused and suddenly nervous.

A tall woman, probably in her late 30s was standing right in front of me. I had never seen her before, but her eyes looked like they were already looking deep into my soul...

'Who the heck is she?' I asked myself, like I  knew the answer...

Her bloody red lip color was distracting me from saying anything. And her Dark brown eyes were studying me, and I admit... it was far more disturbing then the stares that Dr. Link had given me.

This lady was way more intimidating. And looked like a snobby office lady from the capital. She had on a lab coat, yes... But a tight pencil skirt and a skin tight red, V shirt showing off her cleavage, underneath it.

She was the total oposite of Dr. Link.

"W-Who... Are you?" I stuttered nervously, now embarrassing myself.

"W-Who am I?" She said mocking me rudely. I could tell, just then... I already disliked her.

"Were is Dr. Link?" I demanded.

She sarcastically gasped then asked amusingly,"Feisty one arnt you?"

I looked away from her as I rolled my eyes and looked behind me at Blue, threw the glass wall. I couldn't see him, he was probably in his bathroom or something.

"Well, to answer your question... You probably won't be seeing much of Dr. Link anymore..." She said with an evil grin.

My eyes got wide! My face turned red. I know you are thinking what I was. ''Dr. Link is dead?'' I asked quietly out loud feeling awful for whatever reason...

"Ha! Well I wasn't the one to say that... You were." She gave me a sharp look that made my mind almost blow up with thoughts.

All I can say is that... I pray she's Okay...

'Oh God! Let her be okay!' I prayed silently.

'Please, please, please... Let her be okay!'