Beyond Our Control

Chapter 24

 Sweat soaked through her white shirt and her thin layered pants; the only things they ever really wore.

A few minutes into work and she was sweating and worked out more than an average person should be. Weak and pathetic and unfit. She was so sick of those labels even though no one here really mentions it. But she can feel it coming everywhere as she does anything. But at least she still had a pretty logical head to figure out something wasn't quite right.

She finally pulled Faye deep into the tall golden grass where Annika and Gibson couldn't see. It might've been suspicious but it wasn't like they liked them much now.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She started at once.

"What are you talking about?" Faye looked around them for people watching.

"You didn't tell me about you sending out a contact to your father. Remember, for this plan to work, we have to be completely honest with each other. We have to tell each other everything, alright? You can't just keep something so important like that from me!"

She finally looked her in the eyes. "Jeez Kenna, you're overreacting. Look, I just simply couldn't find the right moment to tell you, we shouldn't even be arguing and doubting each other about this right now."

"I'm not doubting you! And I am most definitely not overreacting. I just need this plan all to workout...it just has to. It has to work out."

Faye finally gave in, sighing. "Sorry, I know this is really important to you. And I should've told you about the contact code I sent out. It's just a lot...you know?" She closed her eyes, rubbing at her temple.

Kenna still had a feeling like Faye was hiding something. But even with that feeling, she couldn't help this other feeling of wanting to hug Faye as she massaged her head frustratingly.

"It's...my father. I haven't talked to him or contacted him since then, it's just scary. Like what if Gibson is right? What if he doesn't help us?"

Kenna released the feeling of doubt, her father. She never had a parent, never knowing what that feeling would feel like. But at least she had enough senses to know that this was important to Faye too. Having to talk to her father who might've...well, thought she was just dead or something after two years of nothing. She had focused on so much of her own problems and things that she forgot about Faye's feelings at this.

"He's your father right? No father won't not help their own daughter. I'm sure we'll get a receive soon enough."

She tilts her head up to smile at Kenna. "I'm glad it's you. You know, glad that you are the one that's going through all this with me."

Kenna stared stubbornly into those deep blue eyes for a moment, not knowing if she could say the same back. In fact, she didn't really know anything anymore.

"So the plans remain unchanged, right?" She said instead.

The small glimpse of smile in Faye's eyes drifted. "Y-yeah, no worries."

"Ok good."

She was in her bed. Her bunk bed back at the dorms, her Place of Residence. The white sheets laid above her legs on her top bunk as she sat up on her elbows. Pieces of scattered paper with writing hung around her. Her writings.

"Come on, Kenna, it's time!"

She turned around to find her best friend.

Lina.

Her neat curly caramel bangs hung above her forehead as usual, smiling. She tugged at Kenna's arm for her to get out of bed.

"Stop just sitting there, get out! It's time!"