Forget Me Not

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

I awoke on the floor of Nuada’s hideaway, my hands balled under my head to serve as a pillow. I hadn’t touched or even looked at Kieran since my first sighting and was too afraid to sleep next to her stinky company. Therefore, I slept on the carpeted floor. It took a bit of time to be lulled to sleep, but eventually it happened.

I lifted my body to a sitting position after a while of convincing myself. Usually I had Anam in my ear, telling me that things need to be done. Now it was silent and empty, which caused the will power of myself to deplete. It had taken even longer to get to my feet and hesitantly look around the room.

I hadn’t figured out yet how to escape this little room, but I knew that it would have to come me today or never. Creakily I walked down the long hall, my hands against the walls once more. I felt nothing, not until I got to the very end that is. My head bumped into the cement wall (I wasn’t going fast enough for it to hurt that badly) and staggered back. Then I reached a hand out in front of me and let it fall down the wet wall. At the very bottom I felt a small bump in the wall. Its texture was drastically different from the rest of the wall. Instead of being sloppy and rough it was smooth and sleek, like the cars that rode me around the past few days.

Quickly I pressed into the button and felt as the wall quivered then slowly began to rise. A smile adorned my face as I stood and watched at the darkened basement welcomed me. I entered the room cautiously, finding the staircase by memory and a bit of pain. As I ascended the stairs I made sure to keep quiet. I figured it was morning by now, but didn’t want to get caught by Nuada since he would just lock me back up.

When the door bumped into my head again I whispered a frustrated sigh before opening it and exiting the basement. Light filled the living room, filtering through the blinds. It reminded me of the morning after I spoke with Kieran about her past life. Tears sprung to my eyes once more and I tried to wipe them away as I traveled through the house carefully.

It seemed to be vacant, but I had only checked the lowest floors. I still had the second floor to cover. I figured Nuada wouldn’t be up there so didn’t care to go check, instead I went for the front door. I didn’t know where Robonna would be, but hoped it wasn’t in this vacant and horrible household.

When my feet touched outside I felt the dried bile around my lips quiver with the cold frost. Quickly I wiped it away and headed for the open road. Right before I could step onto the asphalt a large parade of fast moving vehicles passed by. They had no significant shade to them, but when they passed the still world seemed to freeze entirely. The chill on my arms did not move forward to my fingers, my eyes watched as the faces inside the windows stared back at me. They were going too fast for me to possibly read their emotions.

Just as fast as they came they left. I blinked wildly after them, watching as all but one headed farther from sight. The one slowed down to a stop and released a Robonna from the front seat. The robot crossed the side of the vehicle and opened up the double doors held in the back. When she did so a line of rough and dirty men exited the back, hopping down to achy feet. Some even dropped to their knees and pecked the ground with their lips.

When their eyes met mine once more they would all stop and stare at me in a mixed amount of emotions. Some looked at me as if I were the bad guy, others looked at me up and down until they got bored, and the majority of the group stared into my eyes helplessly. I merely stared back at them, trying to send off a good vibe rather than a foreign, aggressive one.

Suddenly something else took their attention. All of their eyes looked to one general area and that area was above my head, hiding behind me. I spun around as fast as I could, my gaze falling onto the man I no longer trusted nor wanted to see for the rest of my short life.

“Are you going to lock me up again? Are you going to trap me inside a secret room with a dead woman once more?!” I yelled at him, my hands balling to fists again. I could hear the other men behind me murmuring words of dismay and confusion. I didn’t much care what they had to say or what their opinions on the situation were.

“Aislinn, please. I have no time for your silly games.”

I stared at him in disbelief, numbly stumbling back as he passed beside me to the waiting group of men to my back. I couldn’t look back at me, I might heave up what’s left in my grumbling stomach.

“You are a sick pig, Nuada.” I turned despite myself, daring him to look at me once more as well. “You leave no room in my heart for further judgment of any other man in this land. You have sentenced them all the death in my mind! They cannot be any different than you because you will lead them. You will kill me cruelly like you did Kieran and take over this land in a new tyranny. My life and my world will be lost in your horrid words.” I spat angrily, watching as his body turned slowly to face me. His face was tinted with a darker shade, probably from anger and embarrassment.

“You are only a child who is severely confused upon what you think you are saying.” He said softly, a small smirk spread across his face in evil enjoyment. Then his body gravitated toward my own, making me want to hide away from fear. “Plus, I will not need to kill you, Anam has already started that process.” He whispered into my ear sadistically so no one but him and I could hear. I stared forward in confusion, then the pain hit.

It drove into my stomach like a knife and I dropped to my knees, crying out loudly. My hands clutched onto the specific area, trying to free the pain that filled me, but it didn’t work. The pain traveled to my arms and legs, freezing my lungs in the last spastic breath I took. I watched in dismay as men surrounded my failing body. I couldn’t take in any air, my lungs wouldn’t move. A ripping feeling suddenly burst from my chest and tore through my stomach until it felt like something was disconnecting from my being. The world burst with color for the smallest moment and then-