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I eventually got tired of torturing him and not getting any results. Why won't he just give us what we want? Why does he have to be so stubborn? I have told Travis that will never submit but they still demanded that I continue. I was getting tired of this. I just wanted to kill him, just like we had done the other two captives who serve no purpose, and get him out of my way.

Travis and Angelica both voted against killing him. So I just visited the healer's deck and left them to their unrealistic goals of Travark telling them where Melissa was.

I still didn't see any signs of change in Anissa. I was becoming hopeless. I leant my head against the bed and close my eyes dozing off to sleep.

"Alaina?" I heard someone coughed. I looked up slowly, bracing myself for disappointing news. My eyes met with two beaming brown ones and I flew off my chair attacking her with with crushing hugs.

"Don't you ever do this to me again," I cried. She just laughed that same high pitched, cheerful laugh that I have missed so terribly over the past few days.

She quivered under my arm and I chuckled, removin my arms from around her, but gripping her hand in mine. "I'm not even properly awaken yet, and you want to kill me with your tight breath stopping hug and unspoken threats," she laughed. I mumble an apology and squeezed her hand.

"She's awake," I yelled, loudly informing the healer, not wanting to leave her side another minute.

The door swung open banging on the adjacent wall. I looked up, smiling at the healer, but is instead met with a eager Travis.

"He told us," he said in between heavy inhales, catching his breath. "He told us where Melissa is. We are about to go there. Do you want to come?" he asked expectantly.

I looked at the cheery, bright eyed girl in front of me and back at Travis. A part of me wanted to see Melissa but another part wanted to stay. It was a quandary and I hated difficult situation.

I hadn't seen Melissa for more than 5 years, and I was eager to. But this little girl needed me, and I had made a promise to her that I'll be there. I shook my head and turned my back with my head down. Anissa eyes me up and down, scrutinizing the situation to figure out if I was ok. She tilted my chin and looked me straight in the eyes, urging me to go, telling me she'd be ok. But I shook my head and barely managed to whisper no. I had neglected my duties before, my promises to her. If Melissa was the same as in my dreams, she would understand.

Also, another part of me was scared that I would see Aruva, the side of her that I hated most. The side of her that went against me and told me I was crazy. The side of her that made me hated myself. The side of her that turned me into a monster, into the very thing I hated. Thinking about all this was making me angrier by the second, and I didn't want to be angry. I looked up and was greeted by Anissa's smile and I felt myself calming down, feeling at peace.

I shook my head more confidently having no doubt in my mind this time when I said, "No, I do not want to come."

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