Colourless

Chapter 59 [Part 1]

Ariel's POV

I couldn't tear my eyes off my tablet that was lying on the floor, broken in half. Jerek couldn't do it. He couldn't send the evidence to my brother in time. It was written all over his face

One of the officers picked him up and dragged his to throw him at the other end of the line. His head was bowed down and he didn't even once look up to pass me a glance. Anything to confirm that it was done.

And now they know what we were trying to do, it was clearly written in the scowls of these officers. Or should I say criminals that were hired by Sorin. The doors closed behind with an imposing finality as Sorin left.

"Who was it?" The man from the station lockup boomed, his echo louder than him. I snapped my eyes to him.

He sighed loudly, shaking his head. Kai dragged a chair and slammed it on the ground, and this man, presuming their leader sat down with another sigh. He cocked his head to the side. The officer gripping my arm pushed me away and removed the gun from my head.

I blinked in confusion and saw that the officers were stepping away from us.

"Which one of you snuck into our station, twice?" He held up two fingers to motion two, glaring down at all of us with poorly held rage. I held my breath, twice? How do they-

'You never break the cameras Ariel'

The thought chocked my tears, they are here because of the cameras that I broke? That is what tipped them that we are up to something?

"I ASKED YOU A DAMN QUESTION," he yelled loudly in our faces, bulky body raising up and down as he breathed out, his nose flaring as his red-rimmed eyes stabbed us with a dangerous glare. But nobody said a word, not Zan, not others and certainly not me. My lips were waxed shut, I couldn't come to the terms with what I had done. They are all here because of me. Oreana is injured because of me. Jerek almost suffocated because of me. We got caught and they know that colourless are planning a rebellion. It is because I stupidly broke the cameras and entered a station. All because I was too impatient, too reckless and too curious to wait for Zane to tell me as they had planned.

All because I was too impulsive, too stupid and pretending to be a hero.

"Okay don't answer that's alright, I am sure it was your leader, I will deal with her then," he said in a sing-song voice, a sadistic glint in his voice. My hands shook as he walked to the whimpering Oreana, his steps sounding hollow. Oreana was drenched in her own blood, one hand clutching her injured leg and the other was wrapped around the hilt of the knife, she was attempting to draw it out.

It is his colour, it belongs to the burly man walking towards her while folding his sleeves. He is going to torture her. He bent down in a crouch, tilting his head to the side.

"It was me," I screamed at him, my voice hitting them as the man stopped, he rose up from his position, back facing me as he stood in silence.

Yasmin gasped from beside me, she grabbed my jeans and pulled frantically, clawing at it because she can't say anything in front of them. I refused to meet her eyes, I didn't look to gauge anyone's reaction.

"And who was with you? You couldn't have done it all alone without any help," the man asked, still facing away. I bit my tongue.

"Do you even have to ask Boris? Of course, it is Zane, the love birds have been going everywhere together," Kai spoke sarcastically as he walked forward.

"It was me, just me," Zane spoke firmly.

"Let's not fool ourselves Zane, you don't have a colour, you are weak and you would have never made it out alone," Boris laughed, crossing his arms across his chest, his smile hidden behind his beard.