The never released
fairytale
Chapter
8
To my surprise, my room was clean when I woke
up. I thought about being grateful to them, but they would
probably tell me I owe them one (or more), anyway.
James entered the room bringing me breakfast.
"Call yourself lucky, sweetie."
"For what? That the baby died?"
"Don't get cocky. Won't do you well.", I
snuffed and took my food.
"Who do I owe one?", James looked at me sort of
amused.
"What makes you think that?", I had never talked like
that to one of them before. But James seemed to have enjoyed it,
"I guess our housekeeper."
"You have a housekeeper?"
"Had. For that situation.” I lookedat him, startled,
with my eyes wide open. Oh my god. He left the room and I
finished dressing just as Christopher came to get me and my usual
schedule started. Well, quite usual.
Today was my test for the black belt. Meaning I'll probably
have many more bruises. And Seth acted like nothing hade happened
yesterday.
I passed the test, but I seriously felt like I couldn't stand
anymore because my whole body ached. Nevertheless I had to shower
anyway. Today with Luther.
As usual, Steven brought me my food, still being the one I
referred to.
"How are you feeling?", that question kind of confused
me. He'd never ask me that.
"What?", he just looked me dead in the eye, obviously
not willing to repeat his question.
"Not good, I guess."
"Because of your miscarriage?"
"One reason, yes. … Why?"
"Curiosity.", with that, he left me. Kind of
suspicious.
After he left, I decided I won't go to bed now. I had planned
to escape since some long time now. Today I was feeling I could
make it. Especially now that I have my black belt.
To my surprise,the door was open, so I snuck out. Trying not to
get caught.
I then realized for the first time how big the facility really
was. It must have been a smaller abandoned industria area.
So I ghosted around there, trying to find the exit.
Until someone grabbed my shirt from behind and said, "Where
do you think you're going?"
The voice surprised me and I thought I'd maybe confuse
it.
He threw me against a wall and then I saw something metallic in
his hand.
I have never screamed that
much.
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