Wanted (on hold) ©

Garden of Peace Chapter 4

    I sat by the fountain wondering, hoping, that Kayla would come and rescue me. Leonardo handed me a coin, I fingered the small silver object. "Throw it in, make a wish." his silky voice was right by my ear.

    "What should I wish for? For freedom? No, because there is no hope for that. For love? Who would ever love a freak? For peace? When I know I will be tortured and broken, there is no peace in that." I spoke softly, unshaken. I held the coin tightly, thinking of something to wish for. My ears strained a little and I caught the sound of an electric fence sparking to life.

    "That was rude." my mind sighed. "Can't you be nice to the poor boy? He's trying to make you feel better." I got up and started to walk away from the fountain.

    "Please don't act that way. I'm trying to help you." Leonardo said quietly. He reached for my hand, then backed away.

    "How are you helping me? By talking to me?" I sighed.

    "Would you like to go back to your room?"

    "I would like to go back to my cell." A tear slid down my face. His warm hand brushed against my cheek gently, wiping away the tear. He left his hand there and pulled my face close to his. His thumb brushing against my cheek, hesitantly he leaned in and his lips were a centimeter away from mine.

    "Ember, I do think I love you." With that he placed the bag back over my head and took me back to my cell.

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    Sathe was in Ember's room, going through her drawers. He was currently holding up some of her underwear, and was about to toss them on the floor with the rest, when the window opened.

    A girl with auburn hair, lighting blue eyes, tan skin, and torn clothes, slid in through the opened window. "You're not Ember." Her voice even.

    "Nor are you." Sathe answered, underwear still in hand.

    "Why are you holding her underwear?"

    "Why did you come in through the window?"

    "Touché, alright I'm Torelyn Grace." She held a hand out.

    "Sathe Crypt." He dropped the underwear and shook her hand.

    "So... Why are you stealing underwear?"

    "I wasn't steali..."

    "Alright borrowing." Torelyn interrupted.

    "I wasn't stealing, borrowing, using, so on and so on. I am looking for any clues on who took her." He growled lowly. "Why did you come in through the window?"   

    "The front door was locked, and she always leaves her window unlocked." Torelyn began to look around the room. "Hey Panty Thief, did you check under the bed?" She laughed, bending over and looking under the bed.

    Sathe turned to face her and blushed. "Errr uhhh no ... I haven't looked at your err under the bed yet." He turned around again not wanting to get caught.

    "Hey look at this." She picked up Victor's drivers license, handing it to Sathe.

    "Well that's helpful." He sighed, picking up all the spilt clothes and putting them away neatly.

    "Well it's a lot more helpful than staring at my ass." She laughed again.

    "I wasn't staring! I was looking and watching intently." He winked.

    The door opened Kayla walked into the room, tears streaming quickly down her face. Torelyn ran to her, holding her close. "It's okay Kayla, we'll find her."