Saving Sasha

Chapter 2

Sasha peels off her damp clothes and throws them into a plastic bag left out for her. She blasts the shower on, cranking the handle all the way to hot. Getting in, Sasha washes her slightly tanned skin and her blonde hair, which is nearly matted together at the back. 

A good 15 minutes later, Sasha eventually hops out of the shower and takes a look at what clothes are there. A pair of dark blue jeans, a grey t-shirt, some socks, and a soft, black jacket sit on a chair in the corner. On the ground in front of the chair, are a pair of black converses. She pulls the clothes and shoes on, then walks to the door. Taking a deep breath, she pulls it open. Matt is sitting at the end of the bed, talking to someone on his phone. 

When he sees Sasha, he quickly mutters, "Got to go, sorry." and ends the call. "Colonel Jones will see you now." 

He leads Sasha to a small interrogation- like room, with no windows and a full size mirror on one wall. A table and two chairs, the only furniture. A, what looks to be, 40 year old man, is sitting in one of the chairs. He motions for her to sit in the other. Sasha looks at Matt and he nods towards the seat. Colonel Jones has grey hair, olive tone skin, and green eyes, like a cats. He looks her up and down as she walks to the chair. She shivers and tries not to feel afraid. Matt disappears from the doorway, but Sasha suspects that he is watching from behind the mirror. She's seen T.V shows about this.

"Sasha Adele Martin. My name is Colonel Jones. You may call me by that and only that."

"How do you know my name?" Sasha asks, scared.

"We know everything about you, Sasha. We know how old you are, who your parents are, where yo-"

"M-My parents. Where are my parents?"

"Do NOT interrupt me." the Colonel roars in his gruff voice. He loses his temper very easily. Sasha quietens down and sinks back into her chair, a small salty tear rolling down her cheek.

Meanwhile from behind the mirror, Matt stares at Sasha, feeling sorry for her. He wishes he could go in there and comfort her but Colonel Jones would probably demote him. Matt doesn't want that to happen. Another tear rolls down Sasha's cheek as she thinks, 'I'm never going to see my family again. They're going to make me stay here for the rest of my life.' 

"SASHA, LISTEN TO ME!" Colonel Jones' voice bursts her eardrums and brings her back to reality. "Do you know why you're here?" 

"No." she replies bluntly.

"You're here because there are people trying to kill you." Sasha looks at him in disbelief.

"What? Why would anyone want to kill me?"

"Because you hold a special gift. A gift that can be made into a weapon if it falls into the wrong hands." 

"What 'gift'? I'm just an ordinary teenage girl. I don't know about any 'gift'! Sasha starts to get angry and annoyed. More tears start falling down her face. She stands up and yells, "What the hell do you want with me? Let me go home!"

"Not yet, Miss Martin," Colonel Jones says, "Not yet." Then he gets up and leaves. Sasha sits back down and puts her head in her hands, crying. Matt walks in. 

"Leave me alone." Sasha murmurs.

"I'm just here to take you back to your room." Sasha stands and walks out the doorway. Matt trying to comfort her by putting his hand on her shoulder, but Sasha brushes him off and keeps walking. Matt sighs and follows behind her.