Stolen Hearts and The Lost Hearts

Chapter 3

Lila's P-O-V

It's been a few days since we recorded that video. They have us dance to three different sings per day for the last week. We practice and practice till we get the choreography to the mat. Plus, they put collars on us that zap us anytime we fall behind or out of sync with our partner or group. 

I've been hearing some of the girls saying that some of the guys that abducted us have been visiting them at night. This troubles me, nobody has come to me yet. But I will fight. Even if it's Seth. I don't want him or any of the guys here. Abducted or abductors. I only want Robbie. I will save myself. Even if I get hurt in the process. My virtue is a prize that will not be stolen or given away cheaply. 

The girls and I have decided to fight if anyone tries to rape and or violate us in away way. It's too late to save the other girls. Those who were taken advantage of have lost their will. Their will to fight, to dance, to live. They don't dance with or without the collars. We've seen 3 girls get killed right in front of us in dance practice. I don't even flinch. In my mind, deep somewhere in there I feel sorry. But in the more dominant part of my mind, they were weak and gave up too easily. I don't know what I'm becoming. I feel more dangerous. A collective calmness surrounds me. Even Seth doesn't linger around me much anymore. But I think it's because he's worried about the effects of the tests they've been doing to us. 

These tests are confusing and most of the time we are put to sleep. I always feel a bit physically stronger when it's over. Since I've been here, I feel more like my other self. The part of me that I've hidden so well over the years. That girl is stronger. The Lila everyone knows at home is blending with the dangerous one. When I get out of here, I don't know what I'll do. But I know I won't stop fighting till I get out.

**********************One week later*****************Robbie's P-O-V

They found Lila. They found her. As well as most of the others from that first video. We were informed and so where the loved ones of those who weren't coming back. I felt so sorry for them but my relief was too profound. I couldn't wait to see her. To be close to her again is a blessing. They are coming in on a plane. Lila's parents agreed to take me with them to welcome her home. All the ones left were coming on this plane. I sat in a chair beside Lila's parents. My anxiety was obvious.

Time seemed to freeze as I saw the government officers signal that they were coming. We were informed that they were unloading the plane. I heard her shoes first, then all the others. I saw her first. Her black heels and beautiful red dress. Fireworks blew up in my brain seeing her walk towards us. The others followed suit in a formation. They all wore dark sunglasses. Not showing any excitement or any emotion. 

She and the others then separated and went to whoever was waiting for them. Lila took her time coming to us. I could feel her eyes on me. It was hard to tell if I was just imagining it or not because I couldn't see through those glasses. Lila hugged her parents first for a few seconds. When she turned to me, I saw a bright smile on her face. She threw her arms around me and pulled me in tight into a hug. She was so close, I could hear her whisper,

"It wasn't your fault."

Pulling away too soon, she went to her parents and told them some news we  weren't aware of yet.

"A few of my new friends are transferring to my school. To help adapt to being out after so long, they're in my care. We've been out of school for a month but they made us study still...we even have all the assignments that were assigned completed."

"How'd..." We all began. Lila shrugged. Her mom then asked her to take off her sunglasses.

"That's not a good idea. We don't have contacts yet." Lila said. But she took them off anyway and her eyes made us gasp. Her eyes...are...purple. Then we heard gasps all around. The others had their sunglasses off as well and had different colors in their eyes.