Chapter Two
"What are you doing here?", an angry voice hit her with the force of a car.
The question came from a dark skinned girl with natural, dark curls, who walked into the room at the same time as Grace, but from another door straight across the dimly lit room.
The anger in the girl's voice hid a deep hurt. Grace looked at her with longing, her mind filled with the memories of a different time and life. She was hit with a soothing wave of good memories, then all the bad ones came crashing into the good.
The room was sparsely decorated, with only a small dining table in one corner and a sofa in the another corner, two boys sat in the sofa and chatted enthusiastic.
The room was lit up by only a floor lamp.In the middle of the wall straight ahead was the door the dark skinned girl came in through. She had long curly hair and eyes grey like the stormy sky. She was dressed in the same uniform as Grace, but the one she wore looked like it had been repaired repeatedly, unlike Grace's uniform that was brand new the week before.
"I am really sorry for everything, Alex, but I need your help", Grace struggled to keep voice from cracking and glanced over at the boys sitting on a sofa in the corner.
They looked around the same age as her and Alex, the tallest boy wore a grey hoodie over a worn uniform and the shortest just wore a torn uniform in a grey colour.
The tall boy had messy blond hair down to his ears and his lean body leaned relaxed towards the short boy. The shortie spoke in a low voice and the tall one ruffled his black hair.
Alex steadied herself and answered in a voice that would have sounded completely calm to anyone who didn't know her; "Grace, I think you should go".
Grace could hear in her voice that it was not a suggestion, but she did not have a choice. Alex was the only person outside the guard she ever had, and the only person who ever cared about her without expecting a favour or unquestioned loyalty in return."I know you don't want me here anymore, and I'll leave when I have talked with you", she tried with every ounce of persuasion she could muster.
"Please just hear me out", Grace stared intently at Alex, her glance did not waver anymore, but her voice was pleading, almost desperate.The tallest boy that sat in the sofa stood, and spoke: "Alex, who is this?", there was slight curiosity in his voice, although the wariness almost concealed it.
"This is Marco and that is Andrew", she nodded at the boy standing and then at the one still sitting.
"And this boys is Grace, an old... acquaintance of mine".Alex could stare her down with those piercing grey eyes, but calling her an old friend, that was to hard for her.
She knew Alex had been alone on the streets most of the time after the guard had taken her, but Grace had made sure to leave out food and blankets.
Later when Alex had found a new home with these people, snuck they often out to meet. It stopped when Grace found herself being followed one day, she would not risk Alex's safety if the General or someone else were suspicious.The boy that had been sitting, Andrew, stood up abruptly, his stare fastened on Grace. His thin eyes filled with hatred and fear and his pale skin reddened.
"It's you..., you're one of the recruiters and guards. You were there when they took my brother -",he almost choked on the words. "- I never saw him again". He shivered as he thought about it and pointed at Grace ready to attack her any second. He might have been short, but he was way more muscular than Marco.
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