Halo | 18+

chapter thirty two

- AURELIA JONES -

I stood, frozen. 

Unable to move, breathe or speak. The amount of pain and betrayal I feel in my body right now is enough to make me run all the way to Mexico. 

Anger surged through me. Why the hell would he lie to me about something like this? I have amnesia, I consented to a trial to find a cure for whatever is going on. Does that mean I'm immune?

How long has Jace known Doctor Jacks for? Why would he never tell me? I wonder if the boys know about this too, and if they're all lying to me.

"Do you want fried, or scrambled?" Ollie called out. His voice echoed in my ears, and I found myself headed for a panic attack. "Lia?" He called out again, "J- just, surprise me." I swallowed.

I kept my back turned to him, slipping the file under my shirt and heading out into the light so I could read it better. I hoisted myself onto an overgrown tree in the backyard of this place, using the evening sun to get a better look at all the finer details on the pages.

Project X, that must be the cure they were been working on. 

There's so many unanswered questions that I'm not sure I want the answers too.

I read over Jace's file, but there wasn't anything in there that I don't already know. I feel stupid for knowing I have amnesia, like I can't remember anything is embarrassing. 

The guys already treat me like a child, now I know why. It's because I'm fragile, and they're afraid if they say something it might unlock an unwanted memory.

I just wish I could remember.

I don't remember anything from before the explosion except for what the bunker looks like and what happened before the explosion, then it's blank and I'm waking up in hospital. Then I was alone.

I'm confused, because the file doesn't explain why Jace had to leave. Maybe he felt guilty? 

Good, he should. 

I flipped over to read Gwynneth's file, seeing her face made me miss her. We were such good friends before the explosion, I wish she'd made it out as well. 

Gwynneth Lastafo
02/17/1999 -  04/28/2015

Seeing her death date next to her birthday made my eyes well up. 

I did a double-take, 2015 seeing next to it. If she died in the bunker along with the others, the date should be 2012, considering it's been five years since everything happened. 

My heart started beating faster, did Jace lie on her medical form? Did Doctor Jacks sign it off? Is that what he's hiding? 

Gwynneth Lastafo, assistant and sexual partner of Jace Sinclair, head of the Arkna Institute. 

My blood boiled. 

Gwynn and Jace? They were together? 

It made me cringe how the file said 'sexual partner', it threw me for a loop. What especially shocked me was the 'head of the Arkna Institute'. It surprises me because Jace is such an Arkna hater.

I feel so used and betrayed. I feel dirty, and my heart hurts. Because the people I love didn't even care to tell me I have amnesia. Or that my best friend and boyfriend got together and fucked. 

Everything is fucked! Literally!

I know that I can't be upset, because it was five years ago and I was 'technically' in a coma. But the hurt is still there, invading my cells and making my head spin.

I want to cry so badly, but I know I need to go inside soon and I don't want any questions thrown my way. 

I hopped off the tree and went back inside, slipping the file back into the pack before taking a seat on my floor mat. I pushed it against the wall and leaned back, grabbing my journal.

Everything I know is a life. Everyone I know is lying to me. Everyone I love is lying to me.

I found a file in Jace's pack, with a co-sign order from Doctor Lesley Jacks authorising the permission to inject a cure into me and other people. Guess the punchline... I'm the only one who survived. 

With a little amnesia that I found out about twenty minutes ago.

Oh, Jace and Gwynn fucked. Jace, my boyfriend. And Gwynn, my dead best friend. Got together. She survived the explosions and the cure and Jace saved the day, swooping in with Doctor Jacks to sign the order.

To put me into a coma, so he could have her to himself.

I have pent up rage and it's about to come out. I feel so betrayed. I want to leave and never see them again. It makes me wonder if the others know.

What disgusts me is the fact that Jace knew all of this was going to happen. We were going to be injected, if we turned, we turned and we died, we died. He let Doctor Jacks explode the bunker when everyone started turning. 

He saved Gwynn, and I was only rescued because they realised I was okay.

But he chose her.

I slapped the book shut when my hand was cramping from how fast I was writing. My knuckles turning white from how hard I've been gripping the pen.

"Eggs for you my lady friend." Ollie smiled, handing a metal cup full of eggs, "Thanks." I said quietly, taking it from him. "You okay? You're awfully quiet for yourself." He joked.

I didn't find his joke funny. I sat in silence, ignoring him. I love Ollie to death, but I will be crushed if he knows about this and didn't tell me.

I stayed leaning against the wall, getting a fright when Rez crashed through the door with a bleeding lip. "Fuck you man, fuck this shit." He mumbled, walking into a separate room of the house. 

Jace came in moments later with a bleeding nose and red knuckles, angry faced and red. "What the hell is going on? What is the problem?" Ollie asked, holding two cups of eggs.

"Jace is my problem." Rez called out. His eyes were wide, teeth clenched. "What? Guys- stop it." Ollie tried interfering, I just watched as they fought. Now I'm curious.

Jace looked over at me and I looked away, keeping my eyes focused on my dinner. "Care to explain? Or should we just pretend this never happened?" 

Rez sighed and shook his head, "Just forget it. Did you cook the eggs?" He asked. Ollie shoved a cup in his hand and then walked over to the wall beside me, sliding down it. We're still a couple feet away from each other, but I can feel the tension radiating off everyone right now.

I had a small chuckle to myself that I wasn't the only one mad. 

We sat and ate in silence. I plotted my revenge, and my escape. Unsure if I want to go through with it yet. Still, I planned.

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Uh oh, angry Aurelia is a scary Aurelia...

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