Chapter 29
Why here? Why now, why twins?
This moment could have been special, but instead I am lying down with a LED plasma screen in front of me showing reruns of Shortland Street; so they know where I'm from, they know my name, but do they know who my husband is?
I lost track of time, I know it's been a few weeks, maybe even a month but I don't have a calendar or the energy since my body is still fighting the toxin they had given me months before.
Don't get me wrong, they haven't hurt me physically, in fact their time seems to be spent on making sure my body is treated like a queen's. But some time ago I had been given guarded orders, they think somebody is coming after me, I refused to tell them who my husband is and they didn't push it out of me either since they assumed Nik was just some idiot.
He is not an idiot.
As for the guarding orders, for and each day, of every second hour I am given a guard...a Hungarian one.
I shiver at the verbal abuse I suffer, there are two guys taken to this order, I know they are the ones from the truck because they're just so recognizable.
The eyes, the hatred, what had I done to them?
I pretty much translate everything they say now; they still don't know that I know what they're saying.
There is a knock at the door before it is completely slammed open; I roll my eyes, as the brawny one of the two walked in first.
They spoke Hungarian fluently about my shitty appearance before taking up residence in the chair to my left.
"Morning," I tried with narrowed eyes just wanting to get the verbal war over and done with.
"Good news Hippo Princess, you're being transferred, they've sent those idiots already so you'll see them in forty eight hours..." that was anything but good news to me.
I glower, "You mean forty eight hours that you and Tweedle Dee over there will have your thumbs up each other's asses," who said I play nice? The idiots they were referring to is the nurse and the commanding man that usually comes in once every four hours.
"Why I outt-" I cut him off, these two can stop with the threats, they can't touch me or else they'll be brutally murdered, a fault in my translation when their boss tried to address them to me the day they came.
"Tweedle Dumb, you heard the rules. Now go and find me food that isn't half eaten and quite possibly contains the plague," I said dismissively.
I tried to hold my laughter as he stepped out of the room I heard him grumble that I was a lifeless little-bad word-self-centred spastic brat...
I think I need to find him a new name, laying back Quinn closes her eyes wondering where Nik is, what is he doing? Where is he? Is he still searching for m-I knock out of it, of course he is, he loves me.
So what is taking him so long? I let a few tears strip free from my eyes I'm sure he is still looking for me, if not, at least our child, the necklace, or maybe even our safety.
I look at the necklace, they allowed me to keep it since it didn't show any significance, they did take my wedding ring though, I actually tried to tear them in half but they said I'll get it back. When? Am I going to be here forever, am I ever going to see my home again, my brothers grave?
I didn't realize Tweedle Dee, the skinniest slash hairiest of the two had actually stepped into the room carrying a blindfold; my breath instantly shallows at the twisted thoughts that run through my head.
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