Day Twelve. Woke up and breakfast was on a shelf built into the wall. I was hungry enough to not pay attention to what it was and just eat it. The worst thing in my situation is the time. It had barely started and I have become bored of my small room. I wish for something to do.
My wish came true late in the night. I had been asleep for at least several hours when Nine opened the door and threw a book at my head. A big hard covered book.
I woke up saying "What the hell?"
And he smugly shrugged and said "Have to give you something to do down here."
"Right now?" I asked making emphasis on the lateness of the night. Nine shrugged and left.
Day Thirteen. Looking at the book None threw at me I see it's a physics textbook. I look at it and skim its pages. It's something to do so I'm not so bored. John shows up in the afternoon.
"So I heard you're being quiet." He introduces instead of hello.
"Hello to you too," I say bluntly and sit up against the wall on the bed.
"Five," John says seriously making the point that he's serious. I can tell from his tone he isn't agitated just serious.
"Yes. Well, I don't exactly have much to say." I answer.
"Um-hum..." John says suspiciously.
"WHY are you here?" I ask almost scared of the answer.
"To talk to you. The bottom line here Five is that things are going to have to change. This can't be as it is forever." I take a deep breath. This is either good or bad. No in-between. "Okay," I say shrugging my shoulders explaining my confusion.
"Basically I need to know if we're going to be able to trust you. If your going to freaking betray us again if you're going to mess things up every chance you get and if you're just going to keep trying to get away!" By the end of his five-minute-long sentence he's yelling and I'm in shock.
I stutter out "No. No, I won't. You can trust me I promise. Honestly." And I need to take a deep breath because a large lump has formed in my throat.
"You screwed a whole lot of stuff up." He leans against the wall baffled. I continue to struggle to breathe. I don't speak and silence emerges.
I lie down and rub my hands over my face. I really don't have anything to say. Eventually, John just leaves.
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Five's Fate
FanfictionI do not own Lorien Legacies, just my own ideas! This follows the idea Marina and John took Five prisoner after discovering his island. Five's fate, freedom, past and future come into play as he struggles to accept his position on the scale of comma...
