A Far Cry from Normal

13: Trust

The next day, nothing much happened. Maddox took Jace out to teach him to fish, and Noah and East were gone the whole day mapping leaving me alone at camp.

I guess you could say all the time alone was good, but it did remind me of the time I'd spent in the facility not too long ago. Being alone gave me a chance to think about what happed and to mainly comprehend what had happed the last few days.

I started off my week being tied to the wall of my room, again, then being shocked and beat to the point where I could have died. After that, the facility looked like it had aged 100 including the people inside of it.

And when I say aged 100 years, I don't necessarily mean it looked old and run down, but rather it looked like nothing I'd ever seen in all of my time being their. I looked like the set of a horror movie. Hell, it was like I was in a horror movie getting ready to be killed by the antagonist any second. Blood stained the walls and everything was oddly dim, and need to mention the motionless bodies sprawled out through the halls.

After being cut free, someone I'd never seen in my whole life actually helped me. They didn't try to kill me or try to shove things down my throat, or try it shove needles into me, they helped me. As flabbergasted as I was at the thought of someone helping, I wanted to leave. So I did, or we did. The next day I woke up and he was still there. He didn't leave. Shocking right. Soon we found a group of people that I guess I live with now?

I personally know I'm not too keen to the idea of livening with these people, but they would make my life a whole lot easier before I do what I actually wanted to do, which was kill the bastards that locked me up and anyone and everyone that got in my way no matter who it was, as if I had anyone in my life I wouldn't be okay with killing. Sure, I don't like the idea too much, but I knew it wouldn't bother me in the long run. I didn't like who I was becoming you could say, but I also didn't try to stop myself from becoming who I am today.

***

By the time they get back I was already asleep. The slightest sound of a beach snapping woke me up as I was all to familiar with the feeling of having to protect myself from everyone.

Noah was the first, and only, person I say when I woke up. He walked over to me and looked down with a saddened expression on his face. What an idiot, as if I need your pity, I don't even know you.

"Can you walk?" Noah asks me.

"I can try." I say with a hint of anger in my voice as I attempt to stand. I grab ahold of the tree behind me and slowly rise. A sharp pain runs through my whole body makeing me fall.

"I got you." Noah says catching me.

I fake a smile and straighten my body taking a deep breath in and out. "Feels nice to walk."

"You mean stand. Here walk to me and back." He takes a few steps back and waits.

"Why would I do that? I ask swallowing the pain growing within me.

"Because you wanna get better. Now walk to me." He says with a playful expression plastered all over his face. I start off slowly walking, then pick up my pace knowing that the only thing that could possibly make me stronger at this point, was to fight the pain. "Their you go. See I knew you could do it."

"Hey, your walking." Jace says walking over with a walking stick.

"limping." I correct him whilst raising my brow at him.

"So, what do you plan on doing today" Noah quickly interrupts.

"I don't really care, I kind of want to clean off a bit though. I used to trap and fish when I was younger, so I can help with that." I add.