Past Lives

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       Drip...Drip...Drip is the only sound she heard, her head was pounding and her eyelids felt heavy. She slowly opened them to see Jack right there. Her target is right in of her. Jack glanced over at her and put his hand in a cautionary way. She stared blankly at him.

"Easy now I will not hurt ya. You took a nasty hit from the explosion I tried to patch you up." He said as Clara sat up and winced in pain. She put her hand on the wound it felt wet. must be the blood.

      "Why didn't you leave me behind?" Clara questioned. "You don't know me or owe me anything." She felt scared and confused. Jack looked lost at her. He was puzzled.

     "Jeez no thank you? Also, I owed you two times over you saved my ass back there. Wasn't gonna just let you rot in the sewers ." He was clearly annoyed, he was trying to be a good person but everyone always ignore good intentions.

        "Tha-Thank you..." after a few seconds of silence from Clara. Her face grew hot, she had trouble reading Jack. Of the scum that comes here, Jack seemed different. "I don't want you dead." She blurted that out, she didn't mean it to sound like that. What was that feeling, Embarrassment!!! Perhaps being quiet would be the best, she thought to herself. She looked away from him.

       "That's slightly comforting I guess," Jack responded "So What do you wanna do with me? I mean I saw you on the train but I didn't say anything and you showed up at the psych ward." Jack went on.

        "Are you ordering me? Are you threatening me?" Clara answered. She wasn't sure if she should tell the truth. At the moment Clara hated Domingo, and being around Jack she didn't feel anxious. She felt safe, it was a nice feeling maybe her issue reading Jack she was expecting him to be villainous but everything was telling her that he wouldn't hurt her. Fuck it, Domingo can rot in hell. She took a deep sigh. "I was following you, I was planning to use you as a bargaining chip."

       "OH, also by the way you didn't have to answer it. I was just making conversation." Jack was stunned by her bluntness and was glad of the honesty of it. "What was I worth? I mean what was I worth trading for?"

      "My friend, HIs name is Tobias he was close to me..." She began but trailed She was certain either Tobias was dead or she wouldn't recognize what was left. "Living in this place for so long, I was taught to cut my losses. My friend is most likely gone, I don't think or trust Domingo to honor the agreement. So at this moment, I won't trade you..." She looked up to see Jack had moved closer. He looked kinda sad.

      "I'm sorry about your friend... May I ask how long have you been here?" Jack spoke he didn't know if it was a sore topic.

        Clara turned her head away from Jack to show her ear and moved her ear toward her face. behind her hear was a tattoo. It read 'No. 0.01'. Does she mean she was the first inmate? "Some say this place was built to hold me, it's been so long since I outside." she looked sad.

      Jack moved in closer to her "How did you get here? You're the Red Fox but you would have been 5.."

         "I had a happy life, I use to have a mom and a dad and an older sister." She began her eyes were distant she wasn't looking at Jack she was staring at the wall across from her. "When the incident happened I was granted powers. I could move the air with my mind and if I focused really hard I can teleport. My Sister was 2 years older than me her name was Zoe. She could teleport as well and had the power of manipulating water."

        She had shifted closer to Jack, but he didn't pull away, something about his presence made her feel open...no that wasn't the word, the world was safe. She leaned her head on his shoulder "Is this okay?" She realized she got comfortable but she didn't wanna impose...

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