This is what we Feared

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"What!?" How does he know where I live? Then I realize he's the one that saved me.

"I'll explain everything later." He starts to jog which is equivalent to my run. He takes me down many dark streets, I then do see many similarities between where I use to live and where I am now. This is my neighborhood I know it, but it's destroyed. Everything is falling part. It feels like a haunted house, if you look in the dark corners of the street you see people, some faces I recognized but barely, they looked hungry, they looked broken.
Hudson stops and looks at the house in front of us. I follow his gaze and see a house that looks like the one I grew up in, but it's not longer home, it's torn apart, it obvious people have been inside.

"We have to go inside, now." He instructs and walks to the door. He turns the knob and it is unlocked.
As we step inside I start to ask plethora of questions

"Why did you take me here?"

"You know the answer." He simply says.

"Fine, then why didn't you tell me you're the one that saved me." He turns to looks at me.

"You can't tell anyone I was here that night." He sits on my couch and motions for me to follow. "I want to listen with an open mind. We aren't all that different, just remember that," he pauses looking nervous making me even more anxious, "we came to your house, which were strict orders from one of our leaders, we made it look like a house raid in case someone else was here. But my father was an angry man, angry at our leader who gave the order. He knew how badly you were wanted, this made you the perfect revenge. He wanted to kill you. But I didn't know that until I walked inside your room and saw him. And that's when I shit him. I saw the look on your face. You looks hungry, you looks broken. You looks just like all those people on the streets. I couldn't leave you there so I brought you to the building which is forbidden and claimed I Found you."
I didn't know how to process the information, why would I be wanted

"Um." I realize I accidentally shared my thoughts out loud,"I'm not allowed to tell you." He answers.

"You mean you're not going to tell me the most important detail of the story, you expect me to be like okay that's enough! It's not! This is my life and I deserve to know!" I'm raging and yelling at him when I know I shouldn't. When I look at him he's laughing! He's actually laughing. "Are you laughing at me!? Your ridiculous!"

"Ok, ok calm down." He says and stops laughing. "You promise you won't tell anyone." I nod my head quickly and I mean it I won't tell.

"The main leader is your father." My heart stops my father. My mother said he died years ago.

"He's dead." I whisper. I feel tears rush to my eyes but I try to push them back.

"That's what your mother thought, but he's not, he made a community for this exact purpose, if this country was hurt. He knew there needed to be trained people to help."

"Why did your dad try to kill me?"

"You're not going to like to hear this, but your father killed her." I look up and look into his sad eyes. This is the first time I truly see him. He puts up a tuff exterior to hide his true pain.

"You must hate me." My father killed him mother." Why do you still listen to him then?"

"Because he will then kill me too. Taking you here was his order too, but I was instructed to not tell you any of this. He will kill me if he finds out." He stops speaking and for once I'm speechless. "I don't hate you. Quite the opposite actually. Frankly, I admire you. You're strong, you don't see it but you are. I know your hate yourself for what happened to your family and friends but it wasn't your fault. You have to remember." at that moment the tears push through.

"H-how did you know that." I cry.

"Your father had you watched and that's why I came to get you he knew you were alone, despite what you might feel right now he does care for you." Part of me was angry at Hudson how could he not want revenge. He sounds like a robot, he was blinded by my father, or taught to speak like he does not see the bad in him. Realizing I'm not going to answer Hudson speaks "we came here to get any old photos of you or anything to indicate that you were the one that was the reason my father is dead. Your father is the only one that knows it was me, with the exception of you of course, but everyone else assumes it was the girl living in the house and soon they will come here and try to figure out who it was and we can't have them figuring out it was you." I nod still crying. I walk to my room and he follows.
The blue on my walls are still there prominently making me a little bit happier now that there was a little familiarity. I go to my bed and grab the boxes with pictures from underneath. I turn around to see Hudson looking at the pictures displayed o my dresser. He's smiling and semi laughing. They were all funny pictures of me and my friends doing stupid stuff. I look back at the boxes needing to focus.

"We can't take all of those." He actually looks sorry to say that.

"I know, it's sad, this is me growing up and now it had to be thrown away." I look down and open toe boxes. The look through the pictures, my tears come back. I hear the closet door open making my heart skip a beat, but then realize it is just Hudson, this made mere lazier how scared I was. He grabs the a small bag and extends it out to me.

"Pick a couple to keep." He then goes over to my dresser and hands me one of the pictures and sit down next me. "Keeps this one, I like it." In this moment for one of the first time he looks normal to me. He isn't so scary, he no longer looks like a muscular guy who is too cool for everyone. I smile in response to his action and shove the picture in my bag. I pick ten more and then zip the bag shut.

"What do we do with the rest?" I ask.

"Burn them." My heart sinks at those words. "I'm sorry there's no other choice." I stand up and he picks up the box and takes it to my fire place. We dumps the pictures inside as I find the lighter. He carefully grabs it from my hand and lights the abundance of pictures on fire. I look at my life up in flames, it makes me  chuckle because my life really is up in flames right now. I don't know who I am, who I'm with, or where I'm going. Before I was headed to college with my family by my side but now I'm In a new world I don't think I fit in.