The Spaces Inbetween

Chapter 4. A New Direction

     Two weeks went by without any problems. Things looked like everything was calming down. Until one morning when Naomi told me that she had finally gotten enough information to break out of this place. I didn't know how to respond. At first I got angry with her. Telling her how this place wasn't a prison anymore. That this place wasn't a hell that we had to endure. Then she snapped back. Yelling at me and telling me that I obviously didn't understand that we were going to die here. That were doomed to be lab rats. It took me an hour to realize she was right.  I apologised to her for snapping at her. I just don't want her to get hurt. She said she was breaking out of here with or without me. I had no choice but to agree to go with her if I wanted to make sure she didn't get hurt.
     Later that night I was sitting in our room looking at her plan. It seemed like it was going to work. She walked through the door and caught me looking at the plans.
With a smug look on her she said.
    "So you're going to join me after all?".
Me smiling, I replied.
   "Of course, after all I can't let the girl I care so deeply about get hurt. Now can I?".
     "You're such an idiot... But thank you Loki. Please read this now." She said slightly blushing and throwing the file that had the other species in it.
     "Loki... If you read that and finally understand why we cant be-". I cut her off, and said.
   "I Already read it. I read it the day you gave it to me first. I didn't want you to think that I would see you any differently.". The anger built up inside her. I could see it.
   "You asshole! You had me think that you didn't care! I can't believe you. You know that I'm a succubus... Don't you?".
Looking down twords the ground.
   "There were a lot of species. So no. Not until now, but I know my feelings."
   "Loki, I have a aphrodisiac effect. The feelings you think you have for me... They arnt real. That feeling you get when you look at me... Or when I touch you. It's the effect. Every feeling you've had for-"
    I leaped up from the table stopping her from finishing what she was saying. Gently grabbing the under part of her chin and pulling her face closer. Finally kissing her. Her lips were still softer than anything else. Pulling away I spoke up.
    "Your aphrodisiac effect didn't cause me to do that. My heart did. Plus, we both know if I would have kissed you and it affected me, I'd be on the ground in a hot mess. I read more than those files... I know more than you think. So I will ask you this. Naomi will you please go out with me?"
She was blushing, her cheeks were as red as roses. She looked me in the eyes putting her finger to my lips.
   "No."
Stumbling back I looked at her.
   "What why? Do you still not believe me?"
Once more. She looked at me and said.
   "No. It's not that I don't believe you. I do. But I'll tell you what. If we make it out of here alive then yes. I will. But you need to stop kissing me like that. Sometimes I'm thinking and it completely throws my brain around. However... To subside your erdge to be with me I'll let you sleep in the same bed with me. Not because I want you to or anything. I just miss that warmth from the night I ended up in the bed. It was... Comfortable.".
Looking up at her smiling I agreed. I told her I'd make sure to make it out alive.
   Naomi wouldn't stop looking at me for a majority of the time we spent in the room. When the lunch bells called for us she wrapped her arm around mine. Then pulling herself closer into me. I was so confused. She rejects me but then acts like she said yes. Like we were a couple. I didn't know what to do so I smiled and sat down. I got at least a hundred death stares from the guys in the lunch room. Me and Naomi talked about our favorite books and authors. It was almost like we weren't ever put inside this stupid facility. I didn't envy the other people. I watched as they were taken through the doors in the lunchroom to go be tested on. While we had our immunity to be tested on for a nother month.
    I couldn't help but think about Naomi's plan to bust out. She knew I'd say yes because on the side of her plans she had put my power down as a must need.
I felt like she might just be charming me to use me for her own personal gain. So she could escape this place. I put these thoughts to death though. I knew she wouldn't use me. She wasn't that type of person. Admittedly I wanted to leave this place... But she doesn't know my sister is here. She doesn't know how much my life really sucked on the outside. Sure I can make people my own puppets, but that never changed how I was seen. I always played it lone wolf. I was an outcast, but here, I'm a somewhat hero. Ever since the incident with me and the Director got into, I gained some serious popularity. Then with Naomi basically hanging on my arm I people started seeing me as someone not to mess with. Or someone to hate. My big decision was this.
   Popularity or Naomi. It's obvious that I'd choose Naomi before myself. After some serious thinking I decided to leave my room. I ran into the Director.
With a grin on his face he looked at me and said.
   "What brings you over here Loki?"
Nervously I replied.
   "Oh you know. Plotting to escape this place. You know how it is is haha"
    "Not funny boy. But now that I have you here I need to tell you something. We've decided to wipe and release family members that don't have powers."
   "What do you mean wipe?"
   "It's simple. We wipe the memories of those family members and fly them back home. It's like nothing happened. Ultimately the main reason we are doing this is because we don't have the supplies to keep them here."
   "That's great. However I'm gonna have to cut our conversation short sir, I have to go to the cafeteria and get some food. I'm starving."
"Alright." He said just waving me on my way and continuing his way down the corridor. The more I talked with that smug prick the more I wanted to leave. You could see how fake he was deep down. But now that they're letting our families leave I don't have a reason to not help Naomi. As I walked down the hallway I saw a door that was always locked swing open. It caught my interest and I walked into the room. It looked like the magnets that kept the door shut had failed. It was the S.R.O.
    "Staff Resource Office." I whispered to myself as I made my way to the computer monitor. It was logged in under the Director. It had all information on every staff member who works or worked here. I searched up the name "James Morrison" and his  information. What I read had my blood pressure rising. As I continued reading I saw that the only real power the director had was being a really good liar. There were even statements for why they were keeping us here. The Director didn't completely lie about that. There really is a war on the horizon. But they weren't training us. They were taking our powers and putting them inside elite soldiers. That's the primary objective. I rushed out of the room and ran all the back to my "prison cell". Naomi was sitting on our bed. After I explained everything to her she got up and slapped me. She told me not to be so reckless.
   "Don't get yourself killed. Stop putting yourself in danger!" She yelled. Then hugging me because of the valuableness of the information. One thing was for sure. We were getting out of here. Within the week. We were going to escape this facility and we were going to find a way home.

Hey guys. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next few chapters are one hell of a doozy. Love and Loss is now fully out and ready to read. A full book of the stuff in my head. If you like romance and bad ass half god humans fighting one another you'll love "Love and Loss".
Till next time.
-Max Garcia.