Chapter 18

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I gently rinse all the nasty grease and dust out of my hair. I glance over at Georgia to see her just sitting under the running water. I feel bad for her. She has been here two days longer than I have and they certainly treat her worse than me.

So far I have gathered a few pieces of information. One, my mom is head, or at least was head, of this massive rebellion called The Opposition. Second, I'm being treated as a prisoner and I still don't know why. Finally, the third thing is that the man who I met earlier is a huge creep who honestly thinks I'm exactly like my mom.

Oh, I also realized I can't communicate telepathically through mind link with anyone. It's like the line is dead. I guess I get no connection under ground like this.

It doesn't help that Georgia is getting quieter and quieter as the days pass. She was so... Lively when I first came in and now she has nothing to say. Like she has no hope. I've been finding myself just talking to Georgia about my life back home. It gives me something to do, even if she doesn't reply. I need to keep my sanity somehow.

"Georgia." I whisper quietly.

She blinks and then looks up at me with empty eyes. It's like there is no soul in there.

"Are you okay?" I ask quietly and kneel down next to her.

She stares at me for a moment and then looks back at the wall. What's wrong with her? I mean I know they take her out of the room for questioning every once in a while but I cant see anymore bruises on her like I did when I first got here. It's as if they stopped abusing her physically, so why is she so quiet?

"Georgia, please talk to me. All we have is each other now. Please I need someone to talk to. Don't lose hope now, we will be okay." I say to her pleadingly.

I myself am starting to lose hope but I know that once my hope is gone, I will lose myself. I can't allow that, especially because I finally got Jayden as mine, even if we had an argument I have faith in us. I can't lose that. I need to stay strong for him.

Georgia still doesn't move, she stays locked in her curled up position. She won't let go of her knees. She looks like a snail, trying to hide from the world.

Finally I snap. I have been dealing with her hopelessness for too long. If she doesn't snap out of this closed up state soon then she will drag both of us down.

"We are going through the same thing right now." I say angrily. "So you better put your head up because all hope isn't lost. If you keep acting like this than they are going to win. Do you want that?"

Still no answer.

"Do you!?"

Finally she shoots her head up and glares at me.

"Leave me alone Sofia. You think we are going through the same thing but we aren't. They have 't even laid a finger on you, have they?"

I stare at her amazed. She finally talks and the first thing she does is yell at me?

"Have they!?" she shouts.

I look into her eyes and say, "Not really."

"Exactly, so don't even try to tell me we are going through the same thing, because we aren't. You're being treated as this precious little princess and I'm used as a toy."

I stare at her shocked. Then it hits me. Why she has been so closed up and secluded. Why the bruises are no longer appearing on her face and body. They are still abusing her, but not by hitting her, not anymore.

"Georgia... I didn't know. I am so sorry." I say and reach out to touch her.

She flinches from my touch and turns away.

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