Broken Dreams

Chapter 4

???? P.O.V.

Light prevails its way into my eyes making me blind for a moment or two. I cover my eyes and shift into a darker spot so I could see. Beyond me was two silhouettes of people at a front door. One held onto the other, yelling out desperate words while the other tried to break out of the grasp. I could make out a couple of words at a time, but I was too far away to even hear the full conservation.

"P-please... not now... You'll..." a woman's voice broke out in the small cries. I couldn't hear the rest of her pleads which was sad. I was interested in this like I was watching some drama TV show.

"No, Hol-" the man being held in the woman's arm was shoved into the wall of the door.

He let out a surprised grunt as the woman pressed her lips to his. His hands went up to her face cupping it. They stayed like this until I could hear a slight cough come up from beside them. I began to notice another man that was right beside them. Around one of his wrist was a hand-cuff that had a somewhat long chain connected to it. At the end of the chain was another handcuff that was on the wrists of the other man that was being kissed passionately by the woman.

The couple parted their lips and looked at the man that interrupted them. They turned their heads away from each other in what seemed like embarrassment. The woman's face was bright read while the man showed a tint of pink in his cheeks.

"We have... go... to catch...." the man muffled. I wish I was just a bit closer to hear them closely, but I couldn't risk them finding me out.

"Okay... Holly, we have to go.... I'll see you soon," he sighed and then turned around and walked away, pulling the other man with him because of the chain. The woman nodded and I could barely see that a tear slid down her face. She smiled and twisted around and shut the door behind her.

I leaned in to get a better look and saw that the man in the front had an emotionless face. Only little emotion could be detected, but not a lot. The two men plopped into a car and drove off. That was my signal to finally leave. I had no business here anymore. Master would be pleased with me with all the new information I have collected this past couple of months.

I left the scene with a big crooked smirk plastered on my face.

Scarlet P.O.V

It has been at least two weeks since I met Akyo. I have been a bit paranoid since then, but I try not to let it get to me. The thought of me almost killing someone just frightens me. It could happen at any moment and I might not be able to control it like last time. What happened to the little girl I was once was? I was so innocent and had a family who loved me. A girl with a soul that was not poisoned with the misery of the world. Why did she have to control my every move? I exhaled a small sigh from just thinking about it.

"Scarlet, get up." a hand was placed on my arm.

I groaned and flipped to the other side, looking at Akyo. I scowled at him and pulled the covers over me. To be honest, I wasn't actually tired or cranky, but it was fun not to listen to Akyo. I got this trait from my dear sister. She was always stubborn and sarcastic, but very caring. I admired her ways and soon adopted the ways she would look and act. She was the biggest role model I could ever have.

"Oh, C'mon Scarlet. If you are gonna be living here, you gotta get up," he complained as he pulled the covers from me.

I accidentally tumbled down to the floor along with the covers. I laid there sprawled across the floor, acting lifeless. I kept in the urge to breathe and waited for him to notice that I "wasn't breathing." I closed my eyes and felt him kneel down beside me. He then began to shake me roughly.