Chapter 24

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P.O.V. Sofía

As the days passed I became more and more anxious. This wasn't a good thing as it meant that I felt nauseous due to the stress all the time. I was angry. I was confused. I just wanted to go back to my own time. I didn't care anymore about this dimension or time frame. Part of me wanted to say this is impossible-it is only a dream and I will wake up from it. The other part of me reminded me that I must survive here, if I am ever to return back. I didn't want to cry. Not anymore. I just wanted to do something that I've never felt like doing ever before in my life. Something I probably never will want to do in my life or will actually carry out. But at that moment, a time of desperation, I just wanted to kill.

The slamming of the door reminded me that I was too scared and cowardly to act upon my thoughts. I whimpered back, trying to hide myself from the person.

"It's no use, chosen one. You can't hide." said the voice before footsteps came closer. "Now, be a good girl and tell me, where is Alex?" The voice was so calm and sweet that it petrified me.

"I,.....don't know."

"Come on. Stop teasing. I know he told you. Let out the secret he told you to keep."

"I don't know where he's gone!" I replied in a whisper.

"Chosen one, Alex doesn't know what he could get himself into out there. It's a cold and harsh world. Please, do it for his benefit. Do it for him. All I want is to protect him."

"Listen," I said, my voice trembling, "all I want is to go home. I don't actually care about any of this nor anyone here. Therefore, if I knew where Alex went, I would tell you, even if he told me not to, as long as I could go home. But I don't know where he is. I haven't seen him since yesterday late afternoon, when he came down to give me food. Honest."

My captor reached out and pushed a strand of hair that had fallen behind my ear. "Ok." he said. "You don't know where he is. Fine. But you know as well as I do that the first part isn't true. You do care. You care about Diega. You care about Dionesia. You care about the head of the Artemisians. That's why you aren't going home. Not until you help them. And that, chosen one, will lead to your certain death."

Leaving me alone in the room, he left.

I shuddered.

So he did know that I wasn't Diega and this wasn't my own time. So many new questions flooded my mind.

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