The Unexpected

The Unexpected: Pushed Too Far

First of all, I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for not uploading this chapter earlier. It's my last year in school and I have so much work and different things going on. It'll stay like this for the next few weeks but then I spend more time writing! I'm so sorry again! I hope you enjoy this one :) let me know!

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"You surround me - front and back. You put your hand on me. That kind of knowledge is too much for me; it's so high above me that I can't fathom it."

-Psalm 139, 5+6

So we went down to the camp to change our clothes. I guess he'd give me new ones because since they took my stuff with myclothes and everything, there was no way I could wear something else. Only my old ones but they wouldn't fit for what he was doing to me with that training thing. As we reached the tent, almost every man was looking after us. Looking? Starring! I can imagine why…

"Wait a second. And stay inside of the tent! Understood?"

I nodded and I after a few seconds I realized that my body was shaking. He was shaking really hard. I couldn't stay on my feet any longer and had to sit down. Although, the midday sun was already rising it was still a bit cold and I was freezing with all these wet clothes. I felt my breathing getting slower and I wasn't able anymore to hold my eyes open. My head ached and I had to cough very hard. I held my hand before my mouth but when I stoppe coughing I saw that my hand was covered in blood. The next thing I can remember was that everything turned black.

Joshuas POV

As I looked around in the storage room for new clothes. The whole way from the lake to the camp, I thought about my parents. I don't know why but Naomi has somehow a strange influence on me. She makes me thinking about things I haven't thought about for years. I realized that I missed them. I missed talking to them, let them tell me what they think of me and my life. Although I could think of an answer to that, it was easier to pretend they would say something different than expected. I forgot how they looked like but I could still hear the voice of my mother when she sang one of those songs at bedtime. She had the voice of an angel.

And my father…he had a very serious, deep and strong voice. I could remember sometimes being afraid of him just because of his voice but then again, it was so pushing and helped me getting up again when I fell. He was not really like a father but more like a hero. Someone I looked up to and I guess I still do but I was a little boy. Too young to see the real character of them. Why did I had to loose them at this young age? Why me?

I took one of the clothes that would fit her and one for me and went back to my tent. The men were still watching me and I felt uncomfortable with those looks. There is no guaranty that they wouldn't do something to her or me. Never. But I tried to look as self-confident as possible so that they could see who's the boss around here for this moment and luckily it worked. They seemed to understand what I was signalizing them and turned away to start working again. 

I entered the tent and saw Naomi lying on floor. First I thought she's sleeping so I said:

"Hey princess wake up!  We have to practise again."

But she didn't respond. She didn't even move a bit. She was lying on her front so that I only saw her back. I touched her arm and turned her on her back. I fell backwards because of the shock that hit me. Not only was she unconsious, she was bleeding out of her mouth. Her whole hand was covered in blood.

"Naomi!! Wake up! Naomi!", I shouted.

At the same moment Zeus came in and asked:

"What's wrong?! ... Oh my... JOSH what did you do to her?!"