Happy Ever After // Kidnapped 3

Chapter 12

My eyes stay on the door handle for a few seconds. The secretary told me that Phill, the handler, is free and that he's able to talk to us in his office.

I've taken all the door's details in in order to calm myself down but it hasn't worked as much as I would have wanted it to. My chest is still going up and down rather rapidly.

"We're here with you y/n. Always. You aren't alone." Vanya says as she grabs my hand. Her hand feels warm while mine feels as if I am freezing. Maybe I am. I don't know.

"I think the handler will be worried that we got lost on our way here. We should go in." Klaus says as he also grabs my other hand "Are you ready?"

I shrug, really not knowing if I am ready or not. Going inside means that I'll have to talk to Phill about what happened all those years ago. I will have to talk about the painful memories. Memories I tried to forget for so long.

Finally, I nod and Klaus takes this as a hint to open the door. When we walk inside, Phill's eyes follow us but especially me.

"Good afternoon." He greets us "I have to be honest, I did not expect you here again before everything stopped."

He gestures at the seats on the other side of his desk and we all sit down.

"I've come to talk to you about the cause of everything that is going on in our city." I tell him and I can see that his eyes are directly on me.

Before saying anything, Phill touches his chin. "Go on." He eventually replies.

"We've found out that it is a man that is causing all of the troubles in our city. A man that hates me. He had a time capsule. Only the commission has them so we came to the realization that . . ." I trail off when I see his jaw drop to the ground.

"That the man has been in the commission." He finishes for me.

"Yes." I say, knowing that the moment where I will have to talk about absolutely everything will come soon.

"Someone at the commission that hates you..." He sighs. Here it comes... "Can you tell me more about your time here at the commission with persons that could hate you?"

I look down at my hands, not wanting to see anyone looking at me. I knew I had to do this. I've tried to prepare myself. Still, it scares the shit out of me.

"There are several." I force a smile upon my face but I can tell by the worried eyes upon me that everyone in the room knows it is a fake one.

I immediately turn around and head for the first door that leads to my escape. Unfortunately, a team of two agents spot me in the hallway. For a few seconds they just pause to look at me and my shirt. It's just after I passed them that they decide to stop me.

"I attacked two agents. I'm not quite sure if they survived but I know that the commission has the best doctors. It was a man and a woman. They caught me when I was trying to escape." I tell them.

I'm still alright. This wasn't hard to tell since this was probably the least painful event that Phill has to know.

I spend days crying, yelling and trying to get a way out of the room. But there weren't any unless the door that had a guard guarding it every single hour of the day.

I swallow and concentrate on my nails for a few seconds. No one says anything, knowing that I need some time.

As if it was just yesterday, I can still feel the pain in my throat from screaming and crying the whole time for days. I went truly mad in that cell.

"Many guards were there to guard me but I don't think they hate me. It was their job to guard me after all and I never said a word to them. If you don't count the screams, of course. But, there was one. . ." I trail off again.