Chapter 10

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The next few days had been odd. We didnt speak more than neccisary, and neither of us were exactly rude to each other. It was night, and everyone was asleep, my room pitch black, while I just thought of why things felt different. I decided to ignore it and go to sleep, when I felt a hand cover my mouth.

"Let me go!" I tried to yell, but the hand muffled it. I felt the person unlock my cuffs, and tried to "shush" me, while I tried to wiggle out of the persons grip. The person dragged me out of the room, and to a new one, while I fought the entire time. Suddenly, the grip was released, allowing me to move. I opened my eyes towards my captivator, meeting the eyes of none other than Niall Horan. His face looked concentrated. I slowly took my eyes off of him and looked around. This is the room that had my tube. When I turned back around his face was inches from mine, his eyes boring into mine. I was about to question him, when he spoke up.

"My name is Niall Horan, I-"

"What are you doing?" I asked, cutting him off. But I couldn't hold back a tiny smile that he told me my name, even though this is very unlike him. He ignored my question and continued talking.

"I am 20 and ive been working here since I was 16. Ive been working on "malfunctioned people" such as you. Ive never had anybody put up as much fight as you. From the moment I met you I could see you were a fighter. Ive never thought of my, uh" he paused trying to find the right word. "projects as people. I never understood their lives, what they go through, that they are exactly like everybody else. I thought that their powers just made their lives fantastic.  Ive never realized that they go through hard things, that they are human." He stopped and looked me dead in the eyes with dead seriousness, until I realized I was supposed to say something.

"I, uhm. I could, uhm, I could tell." He furrowed his eye brows, deep in concentration, reading every inch of my face.

"You opened my eyes Everlise. You changed what I think of everyone I work with. You changed me." I was speachless, I never thought those words would come out of his mouth.

"Everlise, I'm sorry for treating you so bad. I was clearly wrong. I never understood your story, and never gave you a chance. But,-" He paused, but when he spoke, his voice was just barely a whisper.

"I want to help you get your powers back." I felt my eyes widen, and my throat went dry. Niall Horan, the same person who electricuted, kicked, punched, insulted, and bruised me, is trying to help me. He hated me more than anyone else, and had an unquenchable desire to hurt me, but he is doing the opposite! This was so unlike him, and I would never imagine in my wildest dreams, him helping me. He wants me to get my powers back. My powers are the only thing that matter to me. Sure, they caused me to come here and be abused, and put in pain, but its the only thing I have left. I have to hold on to them. And he is going to help me do that.

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Sorry for the short chapter! But this is kind of a transition chapter! But the reads are making me so happy! You guys are amazing! I'm putting Hand In Hand on hold. But never fear, I'm making a new story! :) I hope you liked this! Bye!

~MeowItsMadison

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