Unmarked

Part III

They drag me down the hall and through a steel door. I'm screaming my head off thinking somebody sane will help me out. Nobody does. Wow, great service from these people. I'm leaving a bad a review on Yelp. We're in alone in a stairwell now, so I try to reason with the nurses that are dragging me down the stairs.

"Please let me walk, I won't try to get away. I promise." They give each other a look, and then drop my arms.

"Where are you taking me? Why?" They remain silent. I try again, "Would it kill you to answer some questions about why I'm getting dragged into a concrete basement?"

One of them sighed and whispered, "You're unmarked." Was that it? Was that all I was going to get?

I scoffed, "That was quite the answer you gave me, can you expand on that just a little bit more?"

The other one replied, "You have no Blaze, but you should have one. You're not fit to be in the outside world. There's something wrong with you." I just blinked and kept walking. I guess that answers my question. There was something wrong with me. I didn't have a soulmate because there was something so wrong that no one could love me. I feel tears in my eyes but I don't let them fall. I'm tired of crying.

We finally get to a small room. One of the nurses pulled out a key and unlocked the door, which had a small window in it. He shoved me in and closed the door. Two girls look up, and they both make a rude gesture at the nurses, who just roll their eyes and walk away. They both look me over, trying to see my worth. I give them a shy wave, and they break out into colossal grins and stand up.

"Welcome," says the girl on the left. She was tall, at least five foot nine, and the first thing I noticed was her tooth gap. She had caramel colored skin, and chocolate brown eyes. Her hair was naturally curly and she had dyed half of it bright blue, the other half was a deep brown. The other girl was unbelievably short, only five foot even, and was so pale she looked translucent. She had silvery-blue eyes and white-blonde hair that was cut in a sharp bob. All in all, I was going to have to say she looked like Draco Malfoy.

The blue haired girl smiled again, "Are you just going to stand there and stare? Welcome to our humble abode!" 

I looked down suddenly, blushing. "Sorry." 

The blonde one just laughed, "It's okay, you look just like Asher did when she got here." 

I started to loosen up and tried to smile. "So your name's Asher?" 

The blue haired girl smiled. "Yep, and that's Corin." She pointed to the pale girl. 

"Those are interesting names," I whisper, "My name is Malone." 

"Nice to meet you." They both held out their hands and I shook both of them at the same time.

 The room they were sharing was quite small and with me added to the mix it was going to get even worse. There was one desk, a bunk bed and two chairs. Corin just laughed my apologies off and said since she was the smallest, me and Asher would have to take turns sharing a bed with her. Asher stated that she was almost six feet tall and was not going to share a bed with anyone. I said that I would gladly share with her or sleep on the floor. They both threw a fit and insisted that no one was sleeping on the floor.

After everything was settled, we ended up talking for a while about things like family, friends, and hobbies. Apparently, Corin's name comes from a Shakespearean play and Asher's parents thought they were having a boy and were too lazy to change her name when they found out she was a girl. I told them about my obsession with Supernatural and my brother, Dustin. I found myself telling them things I had never told anyone. 

"So, you guys don't have a Blaze either?" They flinched. I tried to backtrack quickly, "Wow, that was rude I am so sorry." I started to babble; I do that sometimes when I'm nervous. 

Corin put her arm on my shoulder, "It's not a big deal, Malone, and you're right, we don't have a Blaze. I'm guessing you don't have one, either, right?" 

I nod, remembering what the nurses had said that meant about me. I must have gotten a weird expression on my face because Asher just gave me a hug. She whispered in my ear, "I know what they told you about not having a Blaze, but they lied, there is nothing wrong with you or us." 

I didn't know what to say; I didn't realize that I needed to hear that from somebody. I felt tears running down my cheeks. Corin joined the hug and I heard sniffling from both of them. I didn't know how these two girls had wiggled their way into my heart so fast. It had literally been two hours and we were already sobbing and hugging. This had never happened to me before, I didn't really have any good friends.

Our mutual sadness lasted about ten minutes, and after that we all wiped our noses with our sleeves. I smiled at them, "Well, now that that's out of the way, what does it take for me to get some food in this joint?"