Chapter 27

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*Celosia "Robin" Douglas's POV:*

Seeing Beval flirt with the female guard shocked me to the core. Anger was about to arise in me until he mouthed us to trust him.

It was a plan. A pretty smart one if that, because he was the only one out of our friends that could use his looks to get him anything he wanted or even anyone. It could turn in our favor; get that female officer on our side.

If that was the case, he had to be quick. We didn't know how much time we had left. They could send us to execution any day, any time.

"You fucking idiot", I thought to myself as I pounded on the cell wall.

Had we not kill those officers, we probably just would've been jailed for life instead of sentenced to death. We didn't know they didn't have guns. We just assumed they did...and we assumed wrong. We couldn't even claim self defense. There was no excuse.

It was getting close to 4 in the morning. We have been here for a few hours.

I walked in circles around our cell, bored and anxiously ruminating on what the fuck just happened to us today.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Mrs. King burst into tears, not knowing what the future had in store for us.

"Why is this happening? We didn't do anything wrong!", she cried in between gasps for air. "For weeks, we were patiently waiting for you guys to come back home and they came out of nowhere and barged in."

"They were planning this all along, someone Shimizu trusted got information out of us and betrayed us", I said in a monotone voice, moving her beautiful, coarse hair from her face, behind her ear.

I was numb after that. Couldn't feel a thing. Not anxiety, not regret or anger. Part of me had no more fight.

Since we were young, that's what we had to do: fight to be treated equally in and out of school. We had to fight through the fact that we were seen as "the other", "the experimented", "those freaks".

We fought through the extermination that wiped out many of us. We fought to survive in Vulcan island, losing our dear friend Mohammed in the process. Even Kamryn during the revolt. Katie, to this day still refuses to even talk about her.

We fought to survive in the shelter during the pandemic that wiped so many people out, including many experi-babies who survived the mass extermination. We fought for resources in the shelter, and now we have to fight the urge to not breakdown from facing our own mortality soon ending.

I was internally conflicted. It's true that part of me had no more fight. Part of me was looking forward to being executed because that meant no longer feeling and being a second class citizen. No more hiding and surviving, It meant all of this finally coming to an end. It meant no more stress or tears. And yet, part of me wanted to keep fighting and living, for my parents, my friends, for Shimizu, the love of my life. We were so busy planning how to get rid of the world leader that we couldn't build back a proper friendship, but also a relationship because of Ashley. So...we admired each other from a distance.

If I could go back, I would change so much. But I wouldn't change kissing him. If I don't get out of this, I hope he and Ashley have a great life together.

"Who is this they that you are talking about?", Mrs. King asked, wiping her tears.

"This boy named Alex. He had us fooled, well, he had Beval fooled. He convinced Beval, whom convinced Gaia and then convinced us. I know it's not Beval's fault, but I know him. He blames himself."

I looked over towards his cell. He was fast asleep on the lower bunker, with Thomas on the top.

"He shouldn't. And looking at what he was doing with that lady, it seems like he has something under his sleeve. I wonder what. I knew you all since you were small children. I knew he wouldn't cheat on my daughter."

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