Over the fence

Chapter 13

Over the fence

Skye Robertson – Subject 13

30/03/2098

I couldn't breathe. An immense amount of pressure had built up in my chest. Nate was saying something. I couldn't hear him. I couldn't focus. His large hand reached out and grabbed my arm. He moved me to face him. His eyes were full of concern as they bore into mine which were currently filled to the brim with disbelief and hate. Hate for myself. Without another word he pulled me into him my arms were sandwiched in between our chests. His arm wrapped around me like a blanket. He didn't need to say anything. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer. My head was buried in his chest.

"We need to go," he mumbled into my hair.

I knew that sooner or later we would have to move. I didn't want to leave the comfort of his arms. Nodding my head I broke away from his embrace. I walked over to Marnie whose cold lifeless eyes were still open wide. The pressure in my chest grew as I stared at her. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

'Shut it off' 'shut it off!' 'SHUT IT OFF!' I screamed at myself in my head. I didn't want to feel. I couldn't. Not now. I can't go soft now.

'One.' I took a deep breath. 'Two.' I slung her fallen backpack over my shoulder. 'Three.' I stood up. I was almost completely numb. Almost completely unfeeling, but that's the problem with us humans we can never be complete. There will always be part of us , despite how hard we fight that will defy our wishes and in my case here was a part of me that still felt. I was grateful that majority of me is numb. I knew it wouldn't last long. This would catch up to me. That was a fact. My dreaded actions would eventually catch up to me and stab me right in the heart like I did to Marnie, because Karma's a bitch. She's unforgiving, relentless and she never misses her target.

I walked through the mass of trees with Nate by my side. When we got back we were bombarded with question. We told the story from beginning to end when I mentioned Marnie's murder Colton looked at with shock, concern and a little bit of something else. I looked away before I could figure out what that something was.

"Dean will come back for us," Nate spoke. "Those two have been inseparable for years he'll come back for us."

"What I don't get is why they even attacked you in the first place,'' Lacie said with confusion.

"I don't know but this is the second time this has happened first it was those random that that almost killed jasper and now Marnie and Dean," Nate said with a frown.

"They said it was a game. What do they mean by that?'' Colton asked.

I zoned out. I knew that I probably should have been listening to what theories they had come up with but I was too tired to care. I stared at the rhythmic constant flash of the purple tracker they placed in my wrist. I had gotten used to the purple pulsing light. I watched it carefully as it continued to flash. Purple, purple, purple, purple, green.

Tatiana Robertson – Subject 56

19/11/2095

"David, I can't just run away with you. I have a family. You know that," I said leaning towards him.

We were sat in his obnoxiously large office having a conversation we've had way to many times before.

"Oh please Ana, if you honestly cared about the god forsaken family of your as much as you claimed you do you wouldn't be sitting here right now," he said with his signature evil smirk plastered on his face.

"Don't speak about my family like you know them!" I yelled immediately regretting raising my voice.

"Don't you dare raise your voice at me!" he yelled slamming his hand down on the desk

David has anger issues. It was in my best interest to keep on his good side. As of right now I'm dancing on a very thin line. I don't know how when or how things got so bad. I've known him for a long time. He wasn't always like this there was once a time when I had loved him but he didn't love me, at least not as much as his first wife, he was my first love but I wasn't his. When his wife died so did his heart. I did this to protect my family, mainly, I guess a part of me hoped I could change him. I know now that that will never happen. He claimed that he loved me. That he wanted to run away with me and start a new life but I knew that it wasn't a new life that he craved but his old one. He wanted me to be like his wife. He was used to getting his way. Replacing things that were once lost. His wife however was something he could never get back. We often forget that once life is lost its gone. Forever. And with it goes apart of us that becomes as irretrievable as the life itself. I could never be like she was and he could never be who he once was.

"I'm sorry, "I whispered not sure if I'm apologizing for raising my voice or for finally giving up.

"I would love to go away with you David," I lied. "But you have responsibilities too big to run away from.''

"Nothing is too big that I can't 'run' away from," he said leaning back becoming frustrated with my tedious excuses

"Your son."

His eyes widened in surprise and then darkened with anger at the mention of him all in the span of a split second.

"Get out, "his voice was so low and eerily calm it sent shivers down my spine.

"David, please can we just talk about this"

"Get out of my office right now or so help me god I will kill you.''

"No, if you want us to run away together then we are going to sit here and talk about this."

"You have no right bringing him up."

"I have every right to bring him up he's apart of your life."

"Tatiana you do not want to start this with me right now," he was angry now but it was too late for me to stop now.

"You haven't seen him in years David," I said.

"So what. I'm failing to see how any of this is your business."

"Ingrid wouldn't have wanted this for him."

"Don't bring her up. You don't know her. You don't know what she wants!" he screamed jumping to his feet.

"You're right I don't know her but what I do know is that she's dead and she's never coming back. So instead of wasting time trying to replace her with me go find the last thing that connects you to her. He's your son David,'' I was standing up too trying desperately to get through to him.

"I'm giving you five seconds to get the fuck out of my office and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider saving that pathetic son of yours," spat the words out as if they were poison.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. The one thing that remained from the old David is that he always sticks to his word.

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I'm so so so so sorry. I'd actually had this chapter written two months ago on paper I just hadn't had time to copy it down on my computer. I'm sorry guys I'm writing the next chapter now but I'm not sure when it will be done I'm hoping in the next two weeks but I'm not making any promises. I hope you like the chapter sorry its short guys.

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