Hollows In Time (✔️) | 'Hollows' Book Ⅱ

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Wednesday? I think not.
HAPPY TWO MONTH ANNIVERSARY TO ALL AND TO MANY
19/09/17

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My fingers shook, hitting against my thighs repeatedly. My lips trembled. I was getting hot. I became lightheaded.

Jameson noticed this. "Hey." He soothed, shifting so that he stood in front of me as I leaned against the wall. We were stood outside Kate's office—a place that I had been in many times before.

"You don't have to tell them what you don't want to. We just need information." He was gazing into my eyes. But I wasn't paying attention.

"You don't have to tell them what you don't want to."

And so I wouldn't.

The door cracked open, and my heart sped up. It was a Guardian. He nodded at Jameson before allowing us passage. Jameson gestured for me to enter first, but upon glancing at my face, he walked in first, fingers grasping onto my hand.

My hand twitched from the touch. A shiver ran down my spine, but I didn't know if the reaction was due to hatred or due to—nostalgia.

I didn't have time to figure it out as a person materialised in my line of vision. I emerged from where I hid behind Jameson, meeting the hard stare of someone who was not Kate.

I frowned. "You must be Sky." She addressed me. I nodded timidly, watching as a new face joined the unknown person. It was Kate.

"Hello, Sky," Her eyes were, for some reason, sad. "This is my mother." She gestured to the woman. I stared. "I'm being interviewed today as well." Kate told me. She looked nervous. How could she be nervous? Then I realised. She could get fired for this. I was left under her care. And I got hurt.

"Follow me." Kate's mother spun around, then stalked off towards the long table I had been sat at one too many times. There were a few people around, but hardly any. I was sat at one side, with Kate's mother on the other side. Kate was ordered to leave. She had already endured her half of the interview. Now it was my turn.

"Firstly, is Fahr staying?" The old woman cleared her throat after she croaked out the question, sitting down on her chair. I frowned. 'Fahr' sounded familiar.

"Only if Sky wants me to." It was Jameson's voice. Of course—Guardian Fahr. Jameson Fahr. I looked up. Jameson was gazing down at me, a hopeful expression on his face.

"He can stay." I turned away from him, glancing at my interviewer as she tried to neaten up her wad of papers. Then she picked up her pen, holding it in her right hand. Just like Kate had done the last time I had been here.

The woman reached over and pressed the 'record' button on the tape recorder. It beeped. I shivered. Jameson wasn't anywhere near me. But, for once, I felt that I needed his presence to know that I didn't have to do this alone. But you have done everything alone, Sky. When was he ever there when you were suffering? Answer—he wasn't.

"Interview of Miss Forest by Miss Wright at nine-oh-five on the fifteenth of September, two-thousand-and-seventeen." The details overflowed in my brain. But I noted one thing; Kate's mother wasn't married. Was it a Guardian law that you couldn't be married? I'd never heard of it. Then again, I don't know many older Guardians.