NORM

chapter three

I stood beneath the bridge ready to give Rue a warm good morning. Maybe he'll have some restraint and not ask me for a dollar. The black car slowly came to a halt. Clueless, I stood there awaiting more. Possibly a head out of the window asking for simple directions.

Suddenly Rue jumped forward, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the near forest. What on earth was going on? Was I still dreaming, and not yet even out of bed yet?

I couldn't really fight against him because of the terrain. I was more focusing on my steps and balancing the bags. Well, that was before I tripped over a tree branch lying around. The bags made the fall impact worst. Rue grabbed the bags threw them a side; leaving me with the one that was on my back. Were those men in the car really that dangerous? They won't even chasing after us.

"We have to keep moving." he said while helping me up.

Obviously I was still in awe. Confusion. Fear. I didn't know what to expect. I was being dragged against my will. My mind raced against all the deadly scenarios that could have occurred. But relating the fact that we were running from someone. The chances of him killing me was slim. Possible, but slim.

Finally we came to an opening with the sun rays bursting through the clouds almost blinding me. I was now struck. It was beautiful. Who knew that there was part of this community that wasn't tainted with people. I believed I had completely blank out the deep situation that I was in. I gazed up at the large luscious green trees with huge brown stems. Nature had truly been blessed this part.

Rue opened the door to a red Volkswagen, threw me in and entered quickly before speeding off the long flat bitumen path. Then only then it registered that I was in a vehicle. That can potentially leads to every and any where. And when I say every and any where I don't mean the good places.

The voices slammed by mind. They were back. Screaming. Whispering. Too many awful things being said. I tried to tap them out. Literally. I needed more than anything to calm down. But how could I when there was a chance I was racing on the way to my doom.

"Shut up! Shut up!" I screamed. Continuously I fisted myself. Trying my utmost best to punch the voices.

The car slowed down and turned left into a dirt path. Momentarily I felt Rue arms gently around me. Carrying me beneath a large shady tree that was a short distance.

"Azel." Rue calmly uttered. By then he had both of my hands pinned down to prevent me from hitting myself.

"Azel." he said again. My eyes were gazing out into space. Trying my best to concentrate on the voice. Eyes completely tearing flooding my vision. These are the moments I hate. When the voices come and they're somewhat saying lies but presenting them as truth. As long as I denied them it hurt even more.

Rue tenderly whipped my tears away. "Listen. You can be in control of those voices. Don't let them control you."

Don't let them control you. Now he's ranting on madness. That's impossible. I could feel his grip tighten. Why was he doing this?

"Take a deep breath in. Calmly let the sounds you hear outside flood those that are inside." his voice was so reassuring. Comforting. It was like a haven. I wanted nothing more to see him. To make sure that it was homeless Rue that was living beneath the bridge. The tears stopped. My vision was finally clearing. He stared down into my eyes. His green eyes took over my heart beat. I wanted nothing more to have them. "There you go."

For no doubt this was a really bizarre day. No one had ever gotten me out of an episode. Calmly that is. And without injections. He carried me back to the car. Then we were on the road again.

Still in shock I stared helplessly at him. He had green eyes. Green eyes I can't forget. It was odd I've never seen someone with green eyes. Well beside on television. It was pretty. Different from my brown eyes.

"Who are you?" I was compelled to ask.

"I'm Rue." he answered with a short grin on his face.

"I know that. But who are? Because last I checked homeless people don't have expensive cars like an Audi Volkswagen."

" I never said I was homeless. " he answered. "You assumed that I was homeless. Because I sat beneath a bridge in rags. So technically you were clearly misleading yourself."

"Are you going to kill me then? " I asked. I swallowed the last three words. After I prayed he didn't hear it. For starters I didn't to show my potential killers any sign of weakness.

There was a long pause before he answered. He took also to examine my expression. "You really believe I'm going to kill you after I saved you from your G-mutation."

"My what?"

"You don't know? I thought you knew all the basic terms already?" I asked confused. I shook my head. "Your G-mutation is what we refer to your disorder."

G-mutation. This guy might not be a serial killer but is a serial psycho. Because I'm pretty sure it's called a mental disorder. Or he's just trying to get the thought out of my head. No. Better yet, distract me from the fact the he's going to drag my lifeless body to some where in the middle of nowhere.

"Are you paying attention to me?" he asked irritated.

I shook my head. Rue gave out along sigh. As if he was tired of me already. Which displayed major rudeness. Because if you must remember clearly he wasn't dragged against his will in to a vehicle that is heading somewhere you don't know.

"Well I'll give you a run down of everything. So pay close attention."