The Twisted Ones(On Hold)

Chapter Seven: Security

TTO- Security

"Ok then." I pause and sigh. There is one more question that I really want to know, "I know my genes are messed up, but why was I being punished for-"

"That's enough questions for now." I am abruptly interrupted. Finn turns away from me quickly and storms out the door.

My only response is to sigh in disappointment. I'm too tired to feel anything but numbness, like how every night has always been. Instead I try to focus on the luxurious blanket under me. I run my hand over the smooth, red fabric. It feels like heaven beneath my small fingers. I crawl up towards the headboard and wiggle under the covers. The wave of softness overwhelms me like nothing ever has. The comforter rolls over my shoulders and takes me into the most relaxed and blissful slumber I have ever experienced.

Or so I thought.

I was sleeping perfectly; absent minded, gentle breaths, calm heart. But then, ever so quietly, I heard the heavy footsteps approaching me. I whipped my eyes open and to my horror, the previously white walls of the room were decorated with the word, "Absent" in many colorful styles. My heart was no longer steady, but more like those of a sprinting rabbit. The footsteps grew louder and louder in the back of my head. They were getting closer. I heard a faint click and my head snapped towards the door to find the knob slowly turning. My mind was spinning as I was frozen to the bed. The covers were no longer comforting, but they were constricting me; they were holding me captive in their cage. The room raised a million degrees as I struggled to get free, my eyes glued on the door knob that turned ever-so slowly.

It was no use. I was trapped under the sheets and the owner of the footsteps that have tormented me is about to come into my sight. I go to my last resort and scream at the top of my lungs. The door flys open and the person standing in the doorway is Master Keres with a demonic smirk spread across his face. I continue to scream for my life and try to get free.

Keres darts over to me; his footsteps grew more intense with each step. He yanks the covers away from my tight grasp and I scream blood-murder as I pull myself into a ball. My eyes have become hot waterfalls as I tremble below him. He looks down at me like a hungry tiger might when looking at a fat mouse. He sets both hands on my shoulders and I try to kick him and try to escape his hands, but I can't.

"Stay away!" I cry loudly, my voice cracking several times. "Go away!"

He only seems to become more motivated as he wraps his fingers around my throat and drags me off the bed. My breathing is now more rapid than ever, but I can't breathe at the same time. I feel myself being slammed onto the floor with extreme force, causing me to scream out louder with agony. My head hit the floor first, causing me to see only darkness for a minute. As soon as I got my vision back, it began to be taken again from growing spots and he grabbed my throat tighter.

This was it, this was the end. I let out on my hoarse scream-like sob.

"AUTUMN!"

What? How did Keres know my name? Who cares? I'm dead anyways.

"Please Autumn please! It's me!" Keres' voice fades into a familiar one.

Suddenly, it all stops. Keres is gone. The footsteps are gone. The graffiti is gone. Everything is gone. Except for two strong, warm arms that are cradling me like a baby and my pounding heart. I don't dare open my eyes, for the fear that Keres is only deceiving me still lingers.

"Autumn, please? Wake up." The soothing, but concerned voice pleas.

Then I know I am safe, just like when I was being liberated from the Institution. My savior. I gasp and rip my eyes open. Relief floods over Finn's face as I stare up at him. My eyes flash around the room to see Colt with an arm on September's back staring at me worriedly as Finn holds me on the bed. I notice I am holding a fistful of Finn's shirt tightly in my hand and let go due to that embarrassed feeling again. He smiles softly as I let go.