The Lost World Of Victa

Chapter 4: Cracked Glass

My eyes slide open. I'm staring at the ceiling of my bedroom. From the lack of light pouring in through my open windows, I would guess it's night. I sit up and try to gather what happened.

I'm in my pajamas, on my bed. I feel a little dizzy, and notice that my clothes are in my laundry hamper. I get up and I almost fall on the ground, but quickly reach out to try to steady myself. I miscalculate where my nightstand is and my lampshade crashes to the floor.

Kyler comes running in, a look of worry on his face.

"Are you okay? Oh, you're awake," Kyler blurts.

I cock my head at him.

"What happened?" I ask.

"Raimond injected you with a sedative so you wouldn't intervene. He left you on the ground, and when they left, I brought you into here. Your mom came in and changed your clothes," Kyler explains.

Tears form at the edge of my vision. I walk over to the wall and start banging my head against the wall. They. Took. My. Sister. Away.

Evelyn. Is. Gone.

My.

Little.

Sister.

Is.

Gone.

She.

Is.

Gone.

Forever.

And.

Ever.

And.

Eve...

"Lily STOP!!!" Kyler shouts, breaking me out of my trance. I feel warm liquid sliding down my cheeks and forehead. My vision fills with red.

My hand reaches up to my forehead. I put my hand in front of my eyes. It's covered in blood.

I'm bleeding. I'm dying. I'm dead. My sister is gone.

There is no point in living anymore.

No point in breathing anymore.

I don't want to be alive while my sister is gone.

Evelyn is gone.

She'll never come back.

Because I wasn't strong enough.

I'm not strong enough.

My sister is gone.

My baby sister is gone.

What is the point in living anymore?

Evie.

Is.

Gone.

Gone.

Forever.

And.

Ever.

And.

Ever.

And.

Ever.

And.

Ever.

And.

NO.

Something blocks my head. It's a hand. It must Kyler's.

"Why are you stopping me, Kyler? Why should I be alive when my sister has been taken by the government?"