Sorry I didn't post yesterday or Saturday. My laptop just turn off without me touching anywhere near the off button on saturday. So I didn't know what to do for a while, afraid it might explode or something. I decided that it's safe one and a half hour later. On Sunday, my laptop's screen turn blue and it was frozen. So here I am, finishing this up. You guys and myself are so lucky that my laptop didn't delete this file sine I was working on this when it turn off. I could have post yesterday, but I thought that a longer chapter would be a better apology. I don't think I will be posting everyday from now on, it's too risky. I might bust my laptop if I didn't already did it.
I think this is a little longer, I'm not sure though.
This chapter is not really interesting because if I drop more bombs or add another character, it'll ruin the suprise. I won't tell you what it is, but I'll post it sometimes next week. As for who broke Zoey's heart, I have a vague idea when, and how I'm going to explain it to you guys.
You guys are the best, thank you so much for putting up with my work not being edited and sometimes pointless and boring.
The song have nothing to do with the story, though, I just love it so much.
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Chapter 35
I knock my head on the desk in front of me again.
" how many times do I have to tell you that they didn't torture me, or ask me anything else except about the File 38 and Waver befoe you stop asking me?!?!" I yell at the police for the gazillionth time.
" but you have so much cuts on you." A police in his late twenties told me. Candise had thought that it would be more convincing if I have real cuts because if she put some red paint on my body, the police would wipe it off when they put first aid on me. Apparently, she overdone it a bit, so now I'm covered in cuts, not that I haven't had worse but still it hurt when I move.
" well, you tends to get cuts if you had run in the forest for a while," I reply back sarcasticaly. They are really getting on my nerves.
" how long?" that guy ask again.
" I don't know, i didn't have a watch, I dropped my phone, and you tend to forget things like time when you are running from a bunch of kidnappers," I snap back.
" We need an estimate for us to search in a more specific area."
" i told you I don't know, can you get me some food," I said. An officer left and return with a plate of salad." I glare at it" I thought I said food, that's not food,"
"I just thought that you're one of those girls," he mumble and trailing off. Cool, I made an officer nervous.
" who says that they are full after eating half a lettuce?" I finish for him." you should've have thought otherwise with my attitude." I snap at him. I am so irritated when I'm hungry" Can you get me as much real food as you can carry?" I said in a monotone" you won't be able to concentrate to do anything until I eat,"
" What are you going to do? Yell and stomp around?" the youngest one, probably just graduated, joke as the one that brought me the salad left again.
" No, Tiger will growl." Just to proof my point, Tiger growl. I laugh at their expression." What? I warned you, and haven't you seen a girl going hungry?"
" Are you sure those people didn't starve you?"
" Yes, I'm pretty sure I know whether I was starved or not. Tiger growl everyday if you don't feed him," I told them like it was the most obvious thing in the world. The youngest one put his hand on my forehead and joke again.
