The Institute ~Completed~

Chapter Thirty-Three: The fight

Anabelle follows Sommers to the cabin in the forest to see Ace and his family. She soon figures out she's working with them. Her heart almost stopped. She knew she was definitely going to confront Sommers about her meeting with Ace. She didn't like Sommers anyway. That scar on her chest is suspicious to. Sommers always has been a traitor. Anabelle definitely was gonna have a field day with this information. Sommers spoke loud enough for Anabelle to hear. "Well you'll be glad to know your son is making a good impression on Cotton." Sommers smiles and sits on the swing set on the front porch. "He's a good lad for a lady like her. Why do you think I paired them up so well?" Ace chuckles which made Anabelle cringe. She did not like this man in any way, shape or form. She supposed Kaleb was the same. But she didn't know his name or anything about the boy so she couldn't judge him off the handle. "I'd imagine so. Anyway what did you call me up here for?" Sommers asks with a raise of her eyebrows. Yea why did you call her up there? Anabelle thought. She needs answers before she accuses and confronts Sommers. "Well, I want you to send a message to the child." Ace says and gets up. He walks to the fencing bordering the porch. He places his hands carefully on the fence. He was a careful man from what Anabelle gathered. Not bad for a man who's dangerous. Anabelle thinks to herself.

"What is this message?" Sommers asks with a torrid look. She doesn't like being a messenger but she had to be. She was helping Ace infiltrate the camp. Her informative self brought wonders to Ace. Sommers is and always be an information source. "To come on the fourth of next month, I want to speak with her and my son. If she doesn't come I will be forced to infiltrate the camp." Ace turns around to meet the hazel eyes of a distraught Sommers. "I will do." She begins to walk away but he grabs her wrist. She winces. "Something is bothering you what is it?" He asks firmly, he shows no emotion other than concern. He had a straight face on. Sommers always put a straight face on when she was asked questions concerning her well-being. "It doesn't concern you or anyone for that matter. I don't want to bother you with my problems. I will deliver your message and you'll see if she complies with it. If not you know what to do." Sommers spoke. "If you're having trouble with Neal, I can set him straight." Ace says. Sommers shook her head. "It's not Neal." Ace trusted her. He let go. "You can go." Ace turns around and walks into his cabin. Sommers runs off the porch, tears fell from her eyes. Anabelle couldn't tell if she was okay or not. Sommers fell to her knees. She just wanted to scream.

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Later that day, back at the camp.

Anabelle ran into Sommers who was in the garden away from the house. It was secluded, so Sommers went there when she needed to. "Sommers? Can I speak to you for a minute?'' Anabelle startles Sommers and Sommers hide something in her back pocket. "Yeah sure what is it?" Sommers asks. "Where were you dis morning?'' Anabelle asks. ''I was out." Sommers smiles. "Funny because I could have sworn I saw you talking to Ace." Anabelle presses. Anabelle definitely was pushing it with Sommers. Sommers wasn't a little woman. She was much bigger than Anabelle, she had wider frame, large breasts, long slender fingers and fairly long hair. But she kept it up most of the time. Her makeup was very light. She had a nose piercing on her left side. She had a tattoo on her thigh and wrist. She had one on her inner left arm. She wore black leather shorts, a black tank top and leather jacket with red trainers. Anabelle on the other hand, she was very slender, she had no piercings or tattoos. She wore baggy sweats, a green hoodie and her hair was down expect for her front hair. "You followed me?" Sommers raised an eyebrow. "Um yea." Anabelle says. "What were you doing following me or shall I say stalking me?" Sommers asks.

"I wasn't stalking you! I just wanted to know what the hell you were doing at six am in the morning!" Anabelle almost yells. "Why don't you mind your own business yeah?" Sommers gets in Anabelle's face. "You are my business!" Anabelle raises her voice. "Oh really? What makes you think that?" Sommers gets closer. "Because you're apart of the camp." Anabelle says. "Doesn't matter. I have free will and I don't appreciate you snooping around in my business so back the hell off." Sommers smiles and walks away. "Wait why were you speaking to that wretched man?" Anabelle asks. Sommers turns around, her fist was balled up. "Because I can!!" She yells. Cotton and Kaleb heard Sommers. They came running. "What's going on Ana?" Asks Cotton. "The bitch is working for Ace." Anabelle tells her. Sommers turns around to come face to face with Cotton. "You are?" Cotton asks. "Yes." Sommers answers. "See we should kick her out!" Anabelle touches Sommers shoulders. And Sommers anger got the best of her. She turns around and punches her in the nose. "Don't touch me!" Sommers snarls. "You bitch!" Anabelle rams Sommers into a near by tree. "Ana!!!! Stop! She's not the only one!" Cotton says pulling Anabelle away from Sommers. "What? What do you mean?" Anabelle looks at Cotton.

"I've been talking to him to." Cotton says. "What since when?" Anabelle asks. "I don't know." Cotton says. "Cotton if your parents find out they're gonna kill you!" Anabelle yells. "So what let them but I'm not gonna let you hurt someone else!" Cotton yells back. "She hit me first?" Anabelle says. "I don't care. You touched her and her anger was escalating." Cotton says. "Wait till I tell everyone!" Anabelle says as she walks away. Cotton grabs her, pushes her to the ground, and pins her down. "You do that I'll kill you myself." Cotton growls. "Cotton what's gotten into you!" Anabelle asks. "You're gonna tell my family things that I don't want them to know! What happened to trust?" Cotton asks. "I have to tell them!" Anabelle says. Cotton picks up a rock and hit her with it. "No you don't and never will." Cotton says and gets up. "Wow Cotton. I can't believe you did that! Thank you so much!" Sommers hugs her. "Don't worry about it. She's knocked out which will make her lose her memory." Cotton smiles. "Well at least you didn't kill her." Says Kaleb. "I'm no killer." Cotton says with a smile. "We should go before we get in trouble or she wakes up." Sommers grabs Cotton's hand and runs. Kaleb behind them.

"Hey where have yall been?" Jessica asks as she sees them running from the garden. "Just playing a game." Sommers smiles at her. It was more faker than Jessica's extensions. "Oh really? Cotton is that true." Jessica questions. "Yes." Cotton says with an actual smile. "Oh well, We should go home, dinner should be ready in a few."

Cotton nods and hugs Sommers. And gives Kaleb a kiss on his cheek then walks away with Jessica.