Uncharted Imagines/Shorts'

25 (Samuel Drake) The Last Woman on Earth: Part 3

Continuing on from Part Two

I should've known getting involved with a prisoner was a bad idea, after 8 years friendship can evolve into something more. It was hard to even be in the same room as him once his wounds had healed, until my brother realised he wasn't a criminal. Sam was given a chance, in exchange for joining me on some odd jobs around the prison he could have as many books as he wanted. I was glad for the company and to learn more about him to start with, but then thing's happened.

Initially we would do our jobs, sit back and have a smoke- talk about our lives and get to know each other more. I can't remember when it happened and everything changed, I took him out on a late night clean up job in an abandoned section of the prison.

"Jaio, please don't be mad..." I trail off as he stands with his back to me, he had to turn away the second I told him.

He takes a deep breath. "It's that prisoners. Isn't it?" he asks in a voice that tells me he could blow up any moment, he knows the answer but he wants to hear me say it. I feel my bottom lip quiver as I open my mouth to speak, instead a soft gasp comes out and he finally looks over his shoulder to me. I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand as the tears start spilling out, his cold expression shift and he walks around the desk to pull me into a hug. I'm more upset with myself than anything else. I can't continue working here, especially not after breaking the news. Sam deserves to know before I vanish, although he's locked up here with no means of getting out- he's going to be a father, it's something he deserves to know. Jaio gives me a small boost, he's become friends with Sam and trusts him. It would have been a lot different eight years ago, but thing's have changed. I leave the office feeling a lot better on the situation, it's just going and telling him the news which is the hard part.

Sam's moved into a more comfortable cell recently, due to me and my brother influence. I approach the door and once of the guards gives me a side glance as I find the key to the room. It's common knowledge we've been spending a lot of time together, there's whispers in the halls and they're all true. I don't care what they say or think, after this conversation I'm never coming back.

"Eleadora, good morning." he chimes as usual as I push the door open, he's laid back on his bed with a book in hand. I give him a small smile closing the door behind me, he folds the corner of his page and places it aside once he sees the look on my face.

"Uh, we need to talk real quick..."

He stands up as I nervously rub my hands together. "I'm pregnant."

"Oh..." is all he has to say, he takes a step back and sits on the edge of his bed looking lost. I stand nervously as he puts his head in his hands, even though I knew this wouldn't be easy it feels like this is going to be a lot worse to deal with than expected. 

"Also, I'm leaving too. I can't work here anymore, it-it's not good to stay here..."

He looks up to me frowning "I'm never going to see my kid then?" he questions.

"I'm so sorry." I mutter.

"How long have you known?" he then asks not even looking at me, he stares at the ground, his voice distant like he doesn't even care but he's trying to. "I found out this morning, routine doctors appointment. I'm twelve weeks." I inform him trying not to cry here and now, especially not in front of him.

He takes a deep breath "Good luck. You can leave now."

"Sam, please- I did this to be honest before I left. I can't help the fact you're in here for the rest of your life." I breathe.

"Do you think I'm in here willingly? I was left to die by my brother, sure life has been more than easy because of you...with this now though- El, just leave please." he stumbles over his words but I can tell he means it.

Nodding I turn around and open the door feeling like I just took a kick to the stomach, "I guess this is it then, goodbye Sam." I call out to him, but I don't get a response. I lock the door behind me as tears spill onto my cheeks. I get back to my brothers office and dump my keys on the desk,  before grabbing my bag of spare clothes from the floor and going into the bathroom. After taking the prison uniform off I screw it up into a ball and drop it into the trashcan, my brother gives me a sad look as I come to a stop before his desk again.

"Didn't take it well did he?"

I shake my head "I broke both bits of news to him, he couldn't even look at me. I told him I was leaving and he'd never see his child, asked me to leave after that." I explain avoiding eye contact, I was too stubborn to listen to him when he told me not to get involved with a prisoner- even as friends, it definitely came back to bite me in the ass, even if it took eight years.

"Elea, you do what is best for you and that baby. Sierra has another job lined up for you, you're ready to move on from here. Sam might be mad now, but if you ever want to come here for him to meet his child I will not deny him that- no matter the circumstances."

My brother has done everything today in order to get me a new life, his wife was more than willing to hand me a job if I ever left the prison and since this morning she has a position as a receptionist waiting for me. I can move to a nicer part of the city, into a house and start a brand new life. It's something I never expected to happen, in my head I would spend my life as a prison guard, single and just live a carefree life without children. I can't do that anymore and now I have to raise a child on my own. I'll have to bring them into this world without their father at my side, take them home myself and look after a newborn baby without help. I will have to name them without the father there to decide with and when they ask why they don't have a dad, or where he is- how am I suppose to tell them they're in prison?

"It doesn't feel right leaving him here and running away...." I admit.

Jaio sighs "you've got a better life waiting for you, one where that baby can be happy and safe." he tells me. I nod knowing he's more than correct, how could I continue to work here where murderers are held and risk injury?

I let him brother escort me out of the office and down the hall, we walk straight past Sam's room and I pretend I'm not tempted to go in there. Guards mutter goodbyes and wave as I head out of the front gate, this should be sad to leave a job I've known for years. Sierra is outside waiting for me, sat in her nice car with her children sleeping in the back. Jaio says a quick hello to his wife and kids as I sit in the passenger seat wondering how long it will take to get use to a new routine, one thing that will be a nice change is the regular sleep.

After five minuets or so she climbs back into the car breathing out softly "right, first thing to do is drop the kids off and then we'll head over to your new home- my brother's have almost moved everything from your apartment."

"Thanks, this means a lot." I mutter.

"Ah, well all this effort wouldn't have had to be made if you'd not dropped your pants for a prisoner." she comments starting to drive away from the prison. "I didn't ask for this, my brother did." I remind her as she sighs, we've never got along but she's never been this rude directly to me. Jaio must have told her about my friendship with Sam previously, she has a lot of opinions on the situation and as usual she cannot keep them to herself.

I sink down into my seat, bag at my feet and stare out the window as we speed towards the centre of town. It makes me sad knowing I'll never be able to walk into my apartment after a long day, go out onto the balcony and sit there in the night listening to the sounds of the city. I'll have a new house soon though, with a small front garden and suitable to raise a child in. Sam didn't deserve to be left like that, but what on earth can I do when he's stuck there forever? I'd cry over the situation, but I don't have the energy to and soon enough I'll have to think about someone else before me.

Maybe one day, thing's will be easier. It seems like at that prison, I was the last woman on earth and now I'm gone.