---Flower POV---
I turned the paper over in my hands, as the clock in my minds eye ticked down the moments. I could feel myself shaking, and chills ran down my spine. An ominous feeling crawled along my minds eye, and my fears crept along my back. The regrets filled my lungs like water, threatening to drown me, and my head was swimming in incoherent thoughts. My stomach was filled with dread like lead. My mouth had been gagged, as any words I wanted to speak were trapped.
My March treatment was scheduled for today, and I had forgotten all about it.
I just had to hope it would be okay. I swallowed it all down, sucking down the cyanide filled feelings. I needed to breathe. In and out, in and out. The repetition was calming in a sense. Like EX calmed down with fire.
I stood up, shaking, and walked through the woods to the treehouse. EX was reading through one of the comic, lazily flipping pages in her typical outfit. She noticed me and threw a smile, stabbing me again in the heart.
"Hey EX.... If I don't come back by tomorrow, run, run and never come back. I need to go to the facility and if I don't they'll probably get suspicious." She looked confused, but who wouldn't be?
"Chine. Buh, Ah'll cum bak lather, ahnd Ah'll fijure outh whath appended choo u."
"Thanks EX."
I pulled her into a tight hug, and I held her until it hurt.
---Later, at the experiment---
I swallowed harshly and tried to think of a hug with EX, but all that came to mind was her decapitated head floating around in the tank where I found her. I tried to stay calm, but life doesn't let you. I looked at the green hospital gown I was wearing. It was really just the front and back connected by nots of thick strings. It was all we ever wore for these and while it was normally just another part of the operation, today, it felt like my death row uniform.
"Flower White!" The cold clear voice made me feel impaled.
It was John Thea.
Some people in black came out and grabbed me from the chair, dragging me somewhere far from the usual area. Everyone had a smile plastered as they dragged me by the hair. My bare legs and arms scraped against tile, cutting my skin on random cracks.
---EX POV---
I awoke with a start. I don't know why, but Flower had to go back to that god awful facility. I cursed under my breath
and pulled in my legs, wrapping my arms around them. It was dumb, but I thought that father would leave us alone if enough time passed, how stupid I am.
Some odd shuffling noises made me slink into the corner. I pulled myself in tighter, all I want is for this to all pass us by. The noises turned to full on banging on the entrance. I looked at the window, then the quaking door. I couldn't get out through the tiny thing without being seen. I looked around for an escape, but the people had busted through, and this time, there was no real escape.
They grabbed my arms, so I couldn't reach for the lighter. They grabbed my legs so I couldn't run. They gagged my mouth so I couldn't scream. They dragged me away, and no matter how hard I tried, there was no getaway.
---Flower and EX---
HELP! SOMEONE! ANYONE! PLEASE! A needle stabbed into my neck and the world became dark.
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A/N: Oh mah god! This chapter is so short... welcome to the final stretch! Only like, 2-3 chapters left before it's all over.
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To Burn A Phoenix (Complete GxG)
Ficción GeneralA/N: This story was written by me when I was twelve, and the quality certainly reflects that XD It's not a particularly good story, although feel free to read for the sake of cringe! EX-1220059: EX-1220059 celebrated her 4th birthday by having her m...
