The Villains

New life.

I opened my eyes and I didn't know where I was . I was laying on the floor in a tent but there were pillows, blankets and stuff and two candles were lightened. I felt sick.

I stood up to get out of the tent and a girl was sitting infront of the tent and she was covered in black she looked at me .

'She's awake.' She shouted .

And a man stood up and came to me. He had dark skin, dark brown eyes, covered in black and he had a gun in his hand, They're the freedom force for sure.

'Hey.' He said.

'Hi.' My voice was shaking.

'Whats your name?'

'Lilia .'

'Why are you here ? And where did you come from?'

'I wanted to join the force and I came from the city.'

'Why didn't you come with the people that came a week ago?'

' I didn't know that there were people coming. My father joined the force and he was killed thats why I came.'

'Your father? What was his name?'

'Abdullah.'

'Oh, you're his daughter?'

'Yes. Did you know him?'

'Yeah. How is Rami?'

'Fine.'

'So if you want to join the force now, we've to teach you how to hold a gun and how to shot and other stuff. But we can't now because you're sick, we've to wait.'

'Okay. And where am I supposed to sleep?' I asked.

'You're staying in this tent, alone. If any other person comes you'll have to share the tent with them.'

'Thanks.'

'You're one of us now, you cant leave the force unless you get killed here.' He said and left.

The others were sitting in a circle around the fire. It was cold.

I sat near the tent away from them, thinking about what I left behind and there was a guy who kept looking at me. So I pulled my head in my hood.

I felt someone getting closer to me but I didn't look up.

'Drink this tea, it'll be good for you.' A voice said.

I looked up and my jaw dropped open when I Muhamad infront of me.

'Muhamad?' I said.

And I took the scarf away from my face.

'Lilia? What? What are you doing here?' He said.

'Nothing. I wanted to join the force so I came.' I lied .

' No. Your parents wouldn't let you do something like this.'

'My father died, Muhamad.'

'Oh I'm really sorry. It must be hard to lose him.'

'Yeah.' I said, trying to pull my tears away.

Muhamad sat down next to me looking around without saying anything .

'Ah thanks for the tea.' I said.

'My pleasure. I know you're a tea lover.' He said, smiling at me.

'How did you know?'

'Because you drunk six cups of tea when I was at your house.' He laughed .

What a smile and a laugh he had. Heartwarming.

'Seems like you've noticed lots of things about me.' I laughed.

'Who knows, Lilia. ' He said and our eyes met. I couldn't look away.

'MUHAMAD.' A guy shouted . 'Come here!'

'I gotta go. I'll see you later. Take care.' He said as he  put his hands on my shoulder, smiled and left.