Andy

18

I woke up, it was morning and my head was killing me, Oliver was standing by the window with a steaming cup in his hand, everything seemed so normal that I was beginning to think it was a dream, but I was sure it wasn't.

"Morning" he said drinking the last bits of his cup and throwing it away, he made his way to the bed I was still tied on, slaming his hand on my forehead to do what I guess is feel my temperature but it just felt like a concussion.

"Still warm" Oliver said going back to the cabins fetching some stuff, making me feel like a warm soup or an object.

But I had more important things to think about, if I asked Oliver about last night what's the worse he can do?

I'm tied to a bed, both legs shattered, feverish, in another continent far away from home, this us the only card I have.

"Slept well?" Oliver casually asked while wiping my face clean, and I believe scraping my face against asphalt would be alot gentler than the bone reshaping he's doing to my face.

Just when I thought Oliver was gonna actually reach my bones with that damp towel he's wiping my face with he stopped, finally satisfied with how clean my face is.

I looked down at my hands then up at him, he seemed to get the message, but he only unstrapped one of my hand and throwed a water bottle next to me.

"I don't want you moving today, you've just underwent something big, also your fever is still raging if you haven't noticed" he said flopping on a nearby chair as he yawned.

It was now or never, and I got nothing to lose, and I'm not trying to impress anyone here, I didn't care if they thought I was nuts.

I slowly raised my hand making a gun sign as I raised it up at Oliver, looking him straight in the eyes, making sure he gets the message that I can't say as I mouthed the word Ethan with my lips.

Oliver's demeanour changed in the matter of a second, his relaxed face turned to a serious one as he leaned forward placing his index finger over his mouth and then pointed under the bed.

It wasn't an issue for me if there's a device listening, I can't speak.

The issue was the sign language that I only knew a few words of, and Oliver here was speaking it in rap.

I blinked slightly, Oliver seemed to get that I understood nothing of what he said, I just looked around for the notebook or the tablet, I was about to grab it when Oliver held my hand and shook his head.

He slowly wrote letters on my palm 'L-I-S-T-E-N-I-N-G', I slowly nodded in reply, Oliver looked at the door wryly before hoing back to write something else on my hand, his wrighting was a bit fast and rushed.

'E-T-H-A-N.-E-L-I-O-T.-B-A-D' He paused shaking his head a little, making sure I get the message.

'D-A-M-I-A-N.-D-U-M-B' he said, I felt this one was a bit personal his fingers digging in my palms as if making sure I get the message that he's not with us.

'A-L-A-N.-G-O-O-D' He wrote then paused a little, as if he was looking for a word or a way to explain and describe what he'll say.

'L-U-C-A.-S-I-C-K.-N-E-I-T-H-E-R' he wrote before thinking a bit then made an X on my palm.

Oliver leaned back a bit, looking at me waiting for a question or a reply as I scratched my itchy hand, that's why I prefer paper.

I just frowned raising two fingers then pointed at myself and added a third, it was only me, him and Alan against Eliot, Ethan the super rich guy and the super robot Damien.

How easy and possible!

Well atleast the information I have no longer crashes with each other, and I got a feeling that this path won't be a dead end.

Oliver just shrugged as he stood up yawning, he was about to write something when the door opened, he imidiatly gripped my hand tightly, trying to put them in the restrains again, I imidiatly pulled away glaring at him.

"Don't be annoying, kid" Oliver said his mean demeanour back on, not even bothering to look at Ethan who entered the room as he tried to grab my hand again.

My free hand immediately went to the water bottle, uncapping it with my teeth and taking a big sip before showering Oliver with the water.

"You little-!" Oliver said seething in anger, but I could see the corners of his mouth twitching a bit to a small smile but it imidiatly fell once Ethan placed a hand on his shoulder from behind.

"Enough Oliver, he's just angry, leave him and I'll keep an eye on him" Ethan ordered, Oliver just rolled his eyes walking out while grumbling clearly not happy.

"It's okay now, how are you feeling Andy?" Ethan asked, just then I noticed things I haven't before, his eyes were more observing than concerned, but I just nodded my head, glaring at the door where Oliver left.

"Don't mind Oliver, he's just a little short on patience, if he bothers you again just tell me, I'll talk to him a bit" Ethan said with his usual smile, I noticed his eyes darting to the desk from time to time.

To the other Andy's notebook to be exact, he reminded me of my brother, when dad forgot to something, he would eye it and include it between words.

I nodded again as I unlocked the other restrain off my other wrist rubbing it a bit, Ethan didn't seem to mind.

"It's so quite today, huh?" He said picking up the notebook and looking at the mess of pictures, colours and words.

"Did you look at this by the way?" He asked, looking up at me, the notebook open on a random page.

I just shrugged as he closed it woth a sigh.

"Caught anything?" He asked again placing it back next to me, I shook my head, whatever is inside looked like cavemen scribbles, and considering the other Andy was a grown up writing on paper with his hands not feet, I'm doubting a guy like that could do something so catastrophic.

Ethan's eyes were observing my every move despite him being on the phone currently.

A short while later, Damien walked in, and Ethan walked out he probably called him to watch cause his phone rang shortly after, the words that Oliver wrote on my wrist still lingering on my mind, Damian dumb, what did he mean by that?

Damian, just sat down, being is usual self, so far he only looked dangerous to me.

Also Lucas, the least person I interacted with, and the villan looking rockstar looking guy, what did he mean by sick?

What Oliver said was entirely different from what everyone has been telling me, him included, but yet it makes sense in a way.

The shift in their behaviour, and Oliver won't be telling me this to just mess with me, some things doesn't make sense.

But atleast I'm taking a step forward again, and having two allies who seem to be knowing what's going on despite me doubting Alan's ability to think straight.

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