Chapter 89: Letter #1

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"Should I get comfy? Or is this some sort of trick, because this is way easier than I thought..." I say, I'm a little defensive, since the beginning of time  all I've wanted were answers. It can't be this easy, can it?

Sawyer glares at me and I glare back, putting my hands on my hip.

"Sawyer, open the door." Mia knocks, her voice on edge. He stares at the door and back at me and I wait for his next move.

"She's locked me out, try to get the door open." I hear Mia's muffled voice, demanding Evan.

"Nie rób niczego głupiego." (Polish: Don't do anything stupid) Evan says, banging on the door.

"What did he say?" I question.

"That you're being stupid." Sawyer says and I eye him suspiciously. I can never tell when Sawyer is lying to me, but I feel like he is.

"You sure he's not telling you that?"

Sawyer smiles, a tired lazy grin. I shake my head and stop myself from admiring his face. So maybe I can't tell by his face if he's lying, but I feel it?

"Tell me what the hell is going on. And what the hell was that thing that almost killed us?" I pace back and forth trying to figure out myself what that thing could be.

It's not human that's for sure. I don't know what to think.

I hear Sawyer breath out and I stop,

"It can't kill us..." He says and I freeze. I open my mouth to say something and then I close it.

"Really? Because it feels like I'm dying whenever that thing is near me!" I yell, panicking. "So where were you when all of this happened?" I ask.

"Where was I? Hmmm...good question." He says and I wait, but he just stares at me and I roll my eyes.

"You're not going to tell me?"

"Nope." I start pacing back and forth, how do I get him to start talking.

"Sit." He says and I stare at the spot he's pointing to. I don't think I can sit at a time like this.

He pats the spot again, and nods his head and I slowly sit on the bed.

"What is it?" I whisper, my whole body is shaking. I'm not sure if it's from anger or I'm scared, probably both.

"To nawet nie powinno być prawdziwe. jak do diabła...Unless...." (Polish: It's not even supposed to be real. What the hell....) Sawyer whispers to himself.

"Evan!" He shouts. And I run to the door and hold the lock.

"No, no you guys can't secretly talk!" I shout from my side of the door.

Evan starts to say something, but I bang the door so Sawyer can't hear.

I feel arms snake around my waist and cover my mouth.

"Śledzi nas..." (Polish: It's tracking us) Sawyer shouts and everything is quiet. I try pulling out of his hold, but he's too strong.

"Let me go!" I kick and he finally lets me go. I glare at him, but he just smirks.

"Why don't you ever listen?" I push him away from me and watches me.

I knew this wouldn't be easy.

"Are you going to explain?" I question and I give in. He can either open the door or he can tell me what's really going on. He looks at the door and he frustratingly runs his hands through his curls.

I inwardly smile when he slowly walks over to me.

"I'm not sure what it is..." he starts to say and I almost start to cry. I grunt annoyed and face plant into the bed.

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