Return to Me

Chapter 9

~~~Zachary Goode~~~

‘Zachy-dear?’ I heard my evil mother’s voice ringing in my ears. I wanted to block my memories, to block the one who tortures Cammie, the one who brought her so much pain, so  much agony. I wanted to block it, but I can’t.

‘Zachy-boy. Open your eyes, your mother’s here.’ Uh, I want to puke. That evil little bitch is not my mother. Mothers should be caring, should care for her son, but my mom did neither. Instead, she tried to torture the one her son loved.

I grumbled internally. I hate my mother with every fibre of my being. I felt that my whole body is shouting, ‘REJECT! DANGEROUS!’ Yes, that’s right. My mother’s dangerous.

My heart wrenches again as I think about how Cammie must feel. I know my mother wouldn’t torture me like how she tortured Cammie. I must save her, and I’d better save her soon.

‘Zachy, open your eyes.’ I hear Catherine Goode’s voice again. She’s not my mother anymore. Whatever. I hate that nickname.

I opened my eyes. There she was, standing right into my eyes. I stared at her back, with an icy-cold stare.

‘Wow, Zach, you defy your mother,’ She spit out the word mother with an evil grin. ‘Just for that little brat?’ How dare she call Cammie a brat! I wanted to punch her, right there. However, my hand is handcuffed.

‘I would teach you a lesson later, Zach. Now, I just need to attend to some things. I would teach you your lesson later.’ With that she was gone.

I sighed. What happened to Cammie? I came to the conclusion that she was not in the Italy headquarters. Cammie is in the New York headquarters. My mother lies, but my only option is to follow her instructions. Maybe I could find a loophole somewhere.

What happened to Cammie? I hope she wasn’t dead yet.

Just then, I heard the heavy footsteps of a guard approaching. I braced myself as the guard walked in. It’s my old friend, Peters, he, like me, is a son of a member of the circle. He’s not a rebel, like me, but he would not absolutely obey the orders either.

‘Zach…’ He hesitated. Then he continued. ‘I know you love her, I could see it in your eyes. Can you tell me what it felt like?’

I could tell that he is contemplating whether he should help me or not. I decided to answer him. Instead, I do better. ‘Like when I see her, everything is fine. I feel safe. She lights up my whole world. And her eyes sparkled like diamonds. I would go to extreme lengths to protect her. She’s my whole life.’

I coughed. Tears spilled out of my eyes, but I don’t make any move to wipe them. They rolled down my cheeks, and then fell to the floor.

Then, I continued. ‘When she kisses you, you couldn’t think of anyone but her. We are the only people in the entire universe. How my entire world spin when I kiss her. How sad I feel when she shuts me out when she lost her memory. How my heart wrenches when I see her, lost and hurt. How angry I feel when I find out my own mother tortured her. How she could make me, Zach Goode, cry for the first time in his whole life.’ Then, my voice broke. But I still continued.

‘Do you think it is clever to torture people to get answers? DO you think they deserved it? You see how the COC tortured people. They are cold-blooded. And they, could even torture their own sons,’ I pointed to me with my eyes, ‘If they betrayed them, without a blink of the eye.’

Then, I silently cried, letting the tears spill freely. Then, he looked like he decided.

‘At night, I would come and take you out. I would disguise you and let you out. But you’d better not tell anyone.’ He said. I smiled. Then he left.

Yes! I could escape here by midnight! Then I could save Cammie! I thought about what I said again. I missed Cammie, and I love her.

I closed my eyes, dreaming about her talking again, smiling again, with absolute bliss in her eyes. She kissing me again, like how we kissed the night we went into the tombs. The electric sparks I feel, and the fact that I’m sure she felt it too.

I promise myself, I will get her to normal again, no matter how much I had to go through. I love her. And she deserved it.

Just then, I heard footsteps again. But this time, I recognised my mother. She walked in, with a tape on her hands. Then, a guard carried in a TV.

Oh, no. I think she’s making me watch Cammie’s torture. I shivered. I don’t think I could take it.

‘Zachy dear, this is your lesson. Enjoy,’ then, she walked away, with two guards by my side, guarding me. I sighed.

I saw Cammie in a coma. In a white room. I didn’t recognise the room, however. It must be new. Then, she woke up, with my mother’s malicing voice next to her ears, whispering to her. I see her wake up then. Then, my mother asked her something. She shook her head. Then again. Then again. Until my mother gave up.

‘Torture!’ She barks. The guard next to her beats her as I winced. She clenched her teeth together, as the guard whipped her. I can’t help it, I screamed. She looked so weak, so vulnerable, I wanted to rush in and save her. But I know it’s impossible.

Then, what seems like an eternity later, the beatings stop. I see Cammie, she’s still clenching her teeth. At least she wasn’t unconscious. That’s better than nothing.

Then, I see my mother, saying, ‘Now, you get one more chance to talk. Then, the tortures start again.’

I hope she shook her head. She did. At least she’s strong. I don’t believe for one second she would nod her head. She didn’t.

My mother laughed, and makes me want to punch her. I lunged at the TV screen, only to have those handcuffs hold me back. I yelled and yelled at her, vicious things. The guards hit me, but I don’t care. Eventually, I calmed down.

‘I had forgotten one small thing, Cammie. Your little pathetic boyfriend, had broken into the Italy headquarters, and was outnumbered. We would execute him if you don’t tell us the information.’ I wanted to kill my mother. I don't’ believe she would kill me for one second. Besides, how dare she use me against her, helpless and lost?

I clenched my teeth, my jaw clenched. She shook her head firmly. I’m proud of her, but I still pitied her. I wanted so much to bear the pain for her. I wanted to push her out and let the guards beat me instead. But I couldn’t, since it’s just a video.

I saw them beating her. Then, I saw her head fell. She’s unconscious.

My mother barked. ‘She’s unconscious. Leave her be until the next session.’ With that, she’s gone. The video ended.

Then, the guards leave. I’m on my own again. My mother’s goal had worked. She had broken me. But, she didn’t know I had help. And I’m going to break out tonight. And that video filled me with determination to save her, and I would stop at nothing.

Then, Peters came in. He threw me some disguises. ‘Let’s go.’ He said. We walked out of the headquarters, me pretending as one of the guards. Then, I walked out. He waved goodbye. ‘Good luck, old friend.’ Then he’s gone.

I stared at the streets. I borrowed a phone from a nearby coffee shop. Then, I phoned Liz.

‘Liz, it’s Zach, come get me here.’ She replied a single word, ‘Okay.’

A few minutes later, I could hear a helicopter in a distance. It landed right in front of me, and I climbed up. Then, the helicopter zoomed up into the sky.

I saw Macey, Liz, Bex, Rachel and Abby. ‘I escaped.’ I said. ‘And I think she’s at the New York headquarters.’ Then, the helicopter turned and we headed towards New York.

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