Haunted (Under Construction)

North and South

( A/N:Okay so this chapter was heart breaking to right. There is an abuse scene so the text written in

BOLD is the abuse scene. That way you don't have to read it if stuff like that disturbs you.

I completely under understand.  However there is some important dialoge in those scenes .... sorry

about that. so just  far warning. )

          Avery-

           I sat across the table from someone who was almost an alien to me. The things I knew about him were things that were no secret and the same for him. He only knew my name and my reputation. Nothing else, nothing more. That is how I wanted to keep it. I crossed my arms and angled my head down slightly. I was going crazy! He was immune to me! I could not hear his thoughts at all. I couldn't even read his emotions. What drove me over the edge was when I got visions I never saw him. It was like a missing puzzle piece, and you are left to wonder what was on that piece, and what the picture would look like with that one piece in place. I had gotten a vision earlier, and it predicted exactly this moment. However I only saw me, alone, but talking to air. I wasn't talking to Angela in my vision. I would have seen her. I always do when I have a vision of her. I knew for a fact it was Jericho.

           "Hey, are you listening?" He asked me waving his hand in front of my face.

           "Hmm?" I answered.

           "I was asking you if we could at least be friends." He told me. My heart sank. I'm sick and tired of being alone.

           "That is not such a good idea. I enjoy solitude..." I said looked down.

           "Is that you or your wardens talking?" He asked me with a stern voice.

           "That's irrelevant." I said. He was right though it was them. I was scared of what they would do to both me... and him if they found out he was even within five feet of me. They did want our little "secret" to get out, and have their little "income" move away.

           "You can make your own decisions. It’s alright."

           "It is my decisions." I said. I felt guilty, I felt sick, and I felt aggrieved. He could be my life boat, my way out. He could save me, but I had to let him walk away. I had to make him walk away. I was the <font;_italic>living</font> proof of what they were capable of doing, and how they never felt remorse. If they did then they would have stopped long ago.

           I saw something flicker in his eyes. He had many conflicting emotions. I saw pain, doubt, determination, and anger.

           "Avery, don't lie. I know that look. Dylan, Erika, Chris, and Mia all give me that look. That's the look of guilt from lying." Damnit! He was spot on.

           "Avery I'm going to ask you again and I want you to answer honestly. Is that you or your wardens talking?" He stared at me intently; his teal eyes were hard and cold. I looked over at the window to see Angela across the room. I stared her with a pleading look. As if asking her what to do. She nodded at me. She knew that I could tell him the truth, maybe eventually all of it. I closed my eyes and sighed,

           "Your right. I absolutely hate being alone. To tell you the truth it terrifies me sometimes." I finally admitted. Never in my young life had I said that aloud. He stared at me in shock.

           "Does it feel good to finally say it?" He asked me. I didn't know how to respond.

           "So why are you alone?" He asked me.