Finding a New Earth

Chapter 8: To die or to live no longer?

He gets up from beside me and I realise we only have two minutes until break is over and normal life will continue. While mine is spinning so much I don't know which ways up. To tell wrong from right. Surely they are doing this for a reason... Maybe they wrote it wrong and they aren't experimenting on actual people, teenagers.
"You know I mentioned earlier what you thought when I first pulled you in here wasn't true. Well we have to make everyone else believe we are just getting it off in here. This is the only place on the ship with no cameras. I don't want anyone getting curious as to what we are doing." He told me a mischievous glint in his eyes he reached over to my face giving me a warning look. My body was high on nerves and felt electric when he ran his hands through my hair fluffing it up a bit. The tips of his fingers skimming over my scalp. I hesitantly reached up to his hair and did the same.
This is all just for the look. He doesn't mean anything he doesn't want this and neither do I. I tried lying to myself. - Who was I kidding.
His serious face slowly inched closer to mine until we were sharing the same breath. Our lips centimetres apart, the anticipation making my stomach do flips. His eyes were heavy in an emotion I couldn't recognise..
*RINGGGGG
The loud alarm bell signalled the end of break and we both jumped away from one another like we had been caught doing something we shouldn't. Quickly he opened the door and fled the bathroom leaving me shocked and disappointed. With a stone in my stomach.

He had shown that he trusted me with secrets of his past, he had even helped me and shared what he knew about the Experiments. Why was he doing this? And why do I still have this feeling I shouldn't open up to him? Like if I did I would be a hedgehog suddenly shedding its spines left: defenceless, vulnerable...
"Oh Alpha. What are you doing to me?"

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"Where were you at break?" Raven asked and I recited my prepared lie in a confident voice.
"I had to talk to Rusty my teacher, about something." She nodded and began talking to Twist. I definitely felt like a third wheeler at that moment and didn't miss their casual touches now and then. While we walked to the lunch hall Twist and Raven began a game of tag and ended up sprinting away from me. I groaned in annoyance at the fact I was now by myself and dug my hands deep in my pockets head down. Staring at my white shoelaces whipping the floor I completely missed the person in front of me as I walked straight in to them. Well would you take a look at my luck:
Standing before me was a man with dark hair with a slightly faded bruise on his nose. I instantly recognised his deep set eyes and wide build as the man I beat up when the gang had tried to hurt me before Alpha showed up.
"We meet again darling." He smirked and my sass was instantly turned on like a switch.
"Hello dick head. What happened to you face!?" I looked at him in pure horror.
"Oh I think some girl messed with the wrong person and hit my nose. No worries they are going to pay the price."
"I wasn't talking about your nose dumb-ass." He looked furious and if looks could kill I would be six feet under. I didn't feel threatened right now, around me were lot of people who could witness or help if things became violent. "Now get the fuck out of my face."
I stomped past him feeling triumphant about that little meeting. Let's just hope I won't regret it later.

The next lesson was English and I was sat by Mint waiting for our marked short stories to be handed back. The paper flew on to my table and I quickly scanned the red lines.
The three letters at the bottom made my knuckles turn white as I gripped on to the paper tighter.
CML. It means 'see me later.' I now remember writing this and talking about what happened in the fire me and my stupidity could have ruined everything. They knew I remembered I wouldn't be seen as an innocent curious girl but a rebel who had to be stamped out. A spark starved before igniting the fire. I scrawled a note on my wrist that said talk to Alpha.

The noise of the clock was as loud as gun shots in the empty class- everyone had already gone. My English teacher shook her head and opened the side draw of the desk.
"I'm doing you a favour." She told me while opening a lid on a small pot. "The others would not treat you quite so lightly, I know what you have done but you can take this pill and everything will be fine."
Fear had me stuck to the spot as I eyed the white capsule carefully like it was a grenade about to detonate.
"What is it?" I snapped.
She took something else out of the draw and I instantly recognised the dark blue metal of the barrel and white trigger. It was a gun. Aiming it at me my heart rate increased. Her eyes held no remorse but only a cold wind that blew from her mouth and burnt my eyes in her actions my lips at her words.
"Don't ask questions."
I shook my head. "You wouldn't shoot me." I tried calling her bluff but heard instead a loud bang and a mess of electric lines like a child's scribble was on the floor by my feet. Death by the electro gun was said to be excruciating, it fried your nerves with electric pulses before your heart failed. To die or to live no longer? I couldn't breath as I stepped forward to take the risk- I swallowed the pill.