Wicked Games

46 - Reid

Chapter Forty-Six | Reid
*sensitive content - sexual abuse and violence*

Eliana 13 years old
Reid 14 years old

The other children talked enthusiastically around me, showing off the new skills they learned for the day, stating how they would be the best assassins in the world. I scoffed at their words.

"What was that, Reid?" One of the boys snarled at me and I rolled my eyes. "You got something to say."

I gave him a bored stare. "You will not be the best assassin in the world, Simon." His face heated and he clenched his fists by his side. I couldn't care less if I'd pissed him off, he was annoying anyway and said too many bad things about my butterfly.

"Fuck you, Reid." Like I thought, he doesn't pick a fight with me because he knows he would lose, just like the boy last week who is still spending his days in the medical unit.

I didn't care about these kids. I never liked them. The only person I cared about in this place was Eliana Monroe. My butterfly. But lately, she had been distancing herself from me. During lunchtimes, she would isolate herself and when I went up to her, she would threaten me by saying she won't let me sleep in her bed at night times. So, I keep away.

But Eliana, was the only person I felt was worth living for and as much as I tried not to help it, she was my sixth sense. I could sense when she was not with me, I could sense when she was upset. When I was asleep, I noticed that she'd been taken to training early and her presence wasn't next to me. So, I'll wake up and stay awake until she is in sight.

Today, she sits alone, eating her sandwich, her eyes cautious about her surroundings. She's all jittery and jolts at a loud laugh from a kid near where I sit. If I go over to her right now, she'll shout at me to leave and it's killing me every time she does it. I hate how lonely she looks, how sad her big, brown eyes are. I hate that she is seen as a dislikable person by everybody here except me.

Nobody wants to be her friend, other than that stupid Ivan who I have warned away a few too many times. I hate that guy. I hope he is transferred somewhere else if that's even possible.

Eyes back on Ellie, I sighed hoping that she would feel my gaze on her and turn her beautiful eyes on me. But I had to look away when I saw her bottom lip tremble and her wiping her cheek with the back of her hand.

I don't know how much longer I can put up with this.

Watching her suffer.

Our free lunchtime for the day which lasted no more than ten minutes was over and my jaw clenched when I saw that Eliana had not finished her sandwich. She hasn't been eating either.

"Stop being stupid, Ellie," I mumbled to myself.

Later on, when it's lights out and time for bed, Eliana emerges from the bathroom clutching Marshmallow to her chest, her eyes glued to the ground. She shuffled to the centre of the room where her bed lay on one side and mine on the other. I'm already in my bed, waiting, but she's taking an awful long time to decide where she wants to sleep.

Usually, she doesn't hesitate to climb in with me.

My brows furrowed instantly when she chose her own bed. It stung a lot, but I will never force her to share a bed with me. If she doesn't want to that's okay, I just wished she would at least talk to me — fuck even a glance would be nice.