I wake to see the blinding lights up in the ceiling taking me unprepared. My head moves side to side to find out where I am laid onto. When the bright lights fade away from my view I finally reveal I am in Dr. Meredith's office laying down on the papered covered bed feeling a sore pain on my head like never before. I clutch my head wincing at the throbbing feeling from my head that keeps me on the edge. I look to the side of me to see Uncle Ben sitting down on the far chair sleeping because I can hear his quiet snoring that's until he suddenly wakes up and I capture those remembering eyes of his that I never forget.
"Uncle Ben?" I say trying to get up to make my way over to him but he comes to me telling me to take it easy and to continue laying down.
"What happened?" I look at him as his scent enters my nose, the scent that smells like his water refreshing cologne.
"You had an attack and you blacked out hitting the back of your head on a side table" He says putting a hand through my hair as I just breathe roughly.
"How long have you been here?"
"All night" I then feel bad that I caused him to be here all night and I could see the sun begin to rise which made things much worse.
"I'm sorry" I say to him and I notice that my medallions are out and showing.
"Why are you sorry?" He says but in a much responsible way.
"I'm always putting you through a hard time and I feel like such a ter-"
"No Norman, don't think that okay?" He cuts me off.
"I'm thankful to have you I wouldn't trade you for the world. You're my top priority remember. Nothing else" He says putting a hand behind my back and putting his head on mine smiling like never before at my awake.
"Don't ever think like that" He tells me.
"Your mother leaving you with me is the best thing that has happened to me, I love you buddy" He says then places a kiss on my head.
"I love you too Uncle Ben" I say looking down at my medallions moving around making noises that catches Uncle Ben's attention.
"I was right, those medallions do look good on you" Uncle Ben picks up my necklace and looks at them, as I take advantage of the time admiring the little things of us. Then the door opens with Dr. Meredith entering and with a strange serious man that looks very intimidating, a man to be afraid of. I look at him but immediately turn away but now I can feel his stare on me, like if he's analyzing me, putting me in this awkward position.
It made me look weak.
"I'm glad to see you have awaken Norman?" Dr. Meredith says with a smile upon that smooth face but the thing is I don't feel like talking to her. I'm now having bad vibes from her at the moment because of last night.
"How are you feeling right now?" She says with her hands behind her back and the other man with his arms crossed.
"I'm fine" I say simply showing nothing of emotion to put myself in a position that demonstrates my negative feelings about her right now.
My eyes return to the man where I start catching his features. His eyes were a simple brown color but had this intense feeling in them, his face is shaven and his jawline is sharp when he stood there seriously. He had dress pants on and a long sleeve plain white collared shirt having this slicked back silky hair but in a much different way than other people would have.
"Norman this is Mr. Gordon, Andrew Gordon. The head of the camp" Dr. Meredith presents me the main chief of the entire camp with a simple smile. I begin to look at the man again and I feel the awkward tension in the room.
He then starts moving forward in my direction looking directly at me with those eyes as I sit on the bed like a little person. He stands in front of me then uncrosses his arms to reveal his bigger hands than mine. His hands lunge to both sides of me hunching down, getting very close to me, looking straight into me, resulting for me to flinch back a bit. I catch a glimpse from beside me where Uncle Ben isn't having it, he's frustrated at this man. The man stood like that for a couple of minutes and I thought he wasn't gonna say something when he did.
"Pity, vulnerable, persuadable and frail. It's the first thing I see in your eyes. It's pathetic." The intimidating man throws his first words at me smelling like cool mint and some hard liquor. I swallow the lump in my throat but to then regain it.
I think I'm afraid because I didn't even notice I am shaking until the man told me.
"Why do you shake boy?"
"Are you afraid?"
"Do you fear me Norman?" My name coming out of his mouth sounding more odd than ever. I didn't want to say anything so I just kept on looking down at my medallions I have hanging out. I knew what he was saying hurt because I felt like the tears welled up in my eyes is forcing to fall but I resisted them to. It would've made me look much weaker than I already am. To answer his question I'm am and not scared of Andrew Gordon. The man with a lot of power here in this camp. Who can banish you out if he pleases.
I know if I look up I'll meet a pair of those eyes that will make me feel uncomfortable. So I chose not to look up at all. I was way too afraid to do that.
"Is this it?" He says in an unsatisfied way, like if there was someone better he was looking forward to seeing. He then makes a unsatisfying noise and leaves the room dissing my personal position.
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