Marked

Chapter 14-edit

I couldn't trust Andrew. I trust Alec and what he says, and if he accuses him of working with the government as a spy or something, I would believe him. Andrew even said that Alec had evidence. No wonder he wanted me to leave if this guy was here. The whole situation just made me want to leave this place more. I couldn't wait to get back to Naomi and my friends.

"Were you the person Alec was arguing with?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Why?" I could probably just guess the reason, that it had something to do with Andrew working for the government. "Is wanted to meet you, and he wouldn't let me because I was 'untrustworthy.'"

"I can guess why," I mumbled under my breath, thinking he couldn't hear. He didn't seem to. That, or he just chose to ignore it. An awkward silence plagued the room, as we both had nothing to say. The silence made the room more suffocating, wrapping around everything like a blanket. The sense of claustrophobia came back once again.

"I'm with the rebellion, by the way. And you know how strict Naomi is with background checks and stuff. She apparently trusts me," he said to try to assure me he was trustworthy.

This created a problem. Alec, one of my best friends doesn't trust him. And Naomi, someone who is very strict about only trusting trustworthy people and my boss, trusts him. I had to make a decision wether or not to trust him now, and not trusting was easier than trusting. Who should I go with: Alec, who is his brother and someone who knows more about Andrew; or Naomi, someone who only gives the best from the rebellion? I hated being put on the spot. Although, Naomi tends to put people who know high ranking people in the rebellion in high ranking places. Andrew knew Alec, and Alec is in a pretty high ranking place, or, at least, he was. That was only because me and him automatically clicked, and I was in a high ranking place already, practically being Naomi's adopted daughter.

So why would Naomi put someone like Andrew, who was brother to one of the most high ranking males and someone who useful, in a safe house, one of the lowest ranking jobs, but an important one? Andrew could've easily taken Alec's place when Alec was marked, instead of having to demote me to scout. It would've benefited the rebellion, having me go on missions would've sped up the main objective. It doesn't make any sense.

Unless Naomi didn't trust Andrew. Alec would've shown Naomi all of the evidence he had for him being bad, and I could tell that his efforts were fruitless and he was upset about that. Naomi put that into consideration and didn't trust him, but trust him enough to work at a safe house. She knew that if he were to work for the government, he wouldn't stop to help someone in need, just like an officer, because that would be his orders. And he wouldn't arrest any marked because he wouldn't want to give away his position. The most he could do was tell them where the safe house was, and how many marked were in there, but by then, the rebellion would be gone from the place. And the government wouldn't risk their chance of finding information just to know where a safe house was. It was Naomi's way of keeping her enemies close.

So Alec wasn't to be trusted, at least not yet. There still was a possibility that he was working for the government.

"Don't be so sure about that," I told him, a smirk on my face. Naomi was smart, she was able to employ someone working with the government and have him help and not tattletale at the same time.

"What makes you say that?" He asked, a confused expression on his face.

"Nothing you need to know, so don't brag like your the most trustworthy person in this organization, because you aren't."

"And you are?"

At that moment I knew Naomi wasn't as smart as thought. She never though that I would be here. There was no reason for me to come here unless I was marked. And of course she thought that wouldn't happen. It wasn't much trouble for Andrew to be around the people he is normally around in this safe house, because he wouldn't gather any information. But for him to be around someone like me who knows a lot of the plan, it was dangerous. I was the only one on the job that had the qualities to be marked, why did she position him here, even if it was a slim chance if us meeting? There are plenty of other safe houses far away from here. I'll have to watch what I say.

"No," I couldn't trust myself to not say anything he could use against us. I'd have to get him out of here before I say something I regret. I don't think he trusts my answer.

"I heard you were staying here until Alec gets back. But didn't you have to work on a big project with Naomi? What exactly is this project? How did you guys even get this far, wasn't it only formed a few years ago?" Andrew inquired. He didn't try to hide the fact that he wanted information much.

"Well, first of all, we didn't go spouting our plans to everyone we met, in the rebellion or not. There are only a few that know about the project and it's plans, and I am not one of those people, sadly." I needed to get this guy off my trail, fast.

"But what about what I h-"

"A rumor. That's all."

"Yes, but there is some truth to rumors." He walked towards the door, knowing that he wouldn't get any information from me. "And rumors only grow. And we both know what we know."

Was that a threat? Did he know something I didn't? Was there something he could possibly get from just a simple safe house? What was this guy doing? The stress of the whole marked situation was getting to me. All these unanswered questions only made it worse. My mind was filled with questions and what ifs. It all gave me a headache.

Soon, the lack of sleep from the past few days got to me, pulling my eyelids closed. I didn't really want to sleep with someone so untrustworthy in the house, but I couldn't help it. In a short amount of time, I had fallen into a dreamless sleep.