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Chapter 02 ~ Common Route ~First steps

When I woke it was still dark. My head throbbed still but it was way less than before. Soon I realised that I was not alone as the moonlight entering the room was blocked by a silhouette. My eyes adjusted and realised it was one of the men from earlier standing by the window with his back towards me. His neat black hair and what I made out of his attire along with his posture made him seem like a respected man.

Upon hearing my stirring, the man turned around and gave me a smile. It was a painful one however. ''Hello Miss. Feeling a bit better?'' he asked. I nodded and relief washed over him like a wave. The man sat down on the edge of the bed and what followed next was silence. An unpleasant one at that which I decided to break.

''I'm sorry. For worrying all of you. It is strange though. A part of me is really happy to see you. It feels nostalgic. Yet...'' I look down and close my eyes briefly.

''Yet you do not remember anything.'' The man said finishing my sentence to which I nod. I could tell that it was a conclusion he'd rather not draw.

''I indeed don't. I'm sorry.'' I reply. My voice breaking slightly.

''Well, you did receive a hard blow against your head, not to mention other trauma.'' With a gentle touch he lifted my head using his hand before allowing it to travel to my hand tracing the skin.

'Trauma' the word echoed in my head briefly. I recalled one of the others talking about escaping and decided to ask.

''Earlier, someone spoke about escaping. What did he mean by that exactly?''

The man on the edge of the bed sighed and pondered before answering my question. ''Miss, I do not want to have secrets for you, especially if they are about you. But when you attempted to remember earlier you had immense pain. I would not want you to go through that again. It is best to wait a little before we tell you everything. Is that.... Alright with you?'' he asked. I looked in his eyes and only saw concern. I had to think it through for a moment. Was it truly that bad? I looked deep in his eyes trying to find any form of deception but found one and I finally nodded. ''Alright. I will try not to pursue my desire to know how things have come to this for the time being. A couple of things are however maybe usefull for me to know.''

''Like what?'' the man asked.

''Your name?'' I ask and chuckle. ''You and the others seem to know mine. I can't help but feeling a bit at a disadvantage.'' I jester which lightened the tension in the room. Even enough to make the man laugh for a brief moment. ''You, are absolutely right miss. My name is James. James Anderson.''

''James Anderson...'' neither names rung a bell, but I had sort of promised not to pursue. ''Pleasure meeting you. Again?'' I reply but still smile. ''My name is [___] apparently.'' I was glad that the tension was gone. ''What about the others?'' I ask and tilt my head slightly.

''Their names are Erik, Sam, Matthew and Damien. We all share the Anderson surname.'' I nod as I listen to his words. Despite getting the same vibe from all young men they did not seem exactly alike to me. ''So you are all family?'' I ask to which James nodded.

''We're all brothers. Well, half-brothers exactly.'' He explained. I figured that made sense, somewhat. ''Erik is someone who will give you nicknames, being the obnoxious flirt that he is. Sam is someone who will mainly come across as rude. Matthew is the one who jumped on the bed to hug you and Damien, is the one who was here when you woke up before. If you are fit enough we can go see them.'' James suggested.

The thought of walking around sounded liberating. Who knew how long I had been in this bed and this oversized shirt. Fit enough or not I really had the urge to leave the bed. ''I think I am fit enough.'' I reply to James much to his delight. He got on his feet and walked to a closet taking a set of clothes out of it. ''You might want to wear this though. Can't have you run around in that sleepwear.''

My gaze went to what I was wearing. A long-sleeved shirt that was certainly a few sizes to big for me and not meant for women. ''I completely agree with you...'' my head started to wonder who put this on me in the first place seeing as I was completely naked for the rest. Quickly though I decided I did not want to know.

''I will wait outside for you Miss.'' James said after placing the clothes on the bed on his way out but stopped walking to the door at the sound of my voice. ''Ehm. I fit is not too much trouble... Could you wait here and just not look? In case I fall?''

I felt my face redden. Other than a way to large shirt which by the way left nothing of my torso to the imagination, I was naked and asking a man to wait in my room while getting dressed? But truth be told I felt sluggish and weak. I expected laughter and thought I sounded silly but instead James turned around. ''Of course Miss.'' He said kindly and turned his gaze away from me.

It took me a moment to get my body moving and I was glad that I had a wall to support against when I wobbled on my feet.

First thing first, I removed the large shirt from my body grimacing as a shot of pain went through my body. ''Are you alright Miss?'' James asked and noticed he wanted to help judging by his posture alone.

''Y-yeah. I am alright.'' I assured although I probably did not only wanted to convince James but also myself. I looked over my naked body. There were still a few places bandaged and my scars were many. For a split second I felt something sharp enter my wrist but it left soon enough. I quickly walked towards the pile of neatly folded clothes and started with putting the undergarments on. Moving hurt and I could not conceal everything. When looking at James I noticed his hands were fists. ''It's fine really. It seems my body is not exactly used into moving much.'' I hoped my words assured him. At the least he relaxed his fists.

I fumbled much with the top that belonged to the undergarments but managed eventually. Next was a simple but long off-white skirt, a brown top and a vest that matched the skirt's colour.

''There. Done.'' I panted slightly but felt proud as well. James turned around walking towards me taking a handkerchief from his pocket, using it to wipe some sweat of my brow before offering his arm which I accepted.

''Come. Let's go to the others.'' He said calmly and I nodded.