I believe I speak for both Butch and myself when I say we were too shocked to speak. Butch stood mouth slightly agape, looking at the girl. My expression was probably just as amusing; however, my mouth was definitely closed. It's the kind of statement that you have every reason to justify as false, yet you believe it, and you don't know why. With all the secrets that the vault had kept from us, it really wasn't that far of a stretch to believe this. Honestly, it was only a matter of time before something this big got out publicly. I had never known this girl to be a liar. The look in her eyes couldn't be faked, either. Yet, I can't help but wonder if I would've believed her had it not been for the past month or so of vault chaos. Sadly, I probably would've either branded her a liar, or clinically insane. I was so lost in my own head, fighting with the taunting voices that I completely forgot I wasn't alone. Her voice violently jolted me from my thoughts making me jump, as she commanded me to lead her to Amata. I nodded slowly then turned to Butch. I wondered if he was going with us.
As if he knew what I was thinking, he shook his head quickly and nodded to the girl, mouthing something that I could only make out as 'she's crazy'. I led her through the winding halls to the classroom where Amata and the others were meeting. It wasn't until now that I realized I could've just said they were in the classroom and little miss 'I was born out there' would've known where to go. As we walked into the classroom the same look came over everyone's face. I couldn't tell if it was shock or terror. Clearly, they were as dense as I am and didn't recognize her.
"You called?" She barked, making a beeline for Amata.
"You're really back!" Amata asked, bewildered, as everyone in the room quickly realized exactly who this gun-toting badass was. Doc's kid's showed such a range of emotions that I didn't even know which ones to start naming, as she punched Amata square in the head. Everyone was too taken aback to do anything, as the girl started screaming about how no one here was really friends with her, including Amata. She continued to yell about how we never should have called for her help, because of the way we treated her. She was right, though. We were all awful to her; we didn't have any right to her help. She was just the only person we knew that had any chance of getting us out. She would do it, too. I knew she would just because she showed up. It wouldn't really make any sense for her to break back in just to punch Amata in the face. Then again, as I thought back on the type of person this girl always had been, that was definitely something she was capable of doing. She was always insane, but from the few years that she was 'my secret friend' I knew she was a good person.
I snapped back into reality as she stormed out of the room. I looked around the room to see if I could figure out what I missed, but unfortunately everyone still had the same stupefied look on their face that they had when I walked in the door. Amata, however, just looked pissed and confused, as she cursed under her breath and sat down at a desk.
"Is she going to help us?" I blurted, dodging every irate glance in the room as Amata spun her head around to glare at me.
"What the hell, Freddie? She just said she was going to talk to my father. If you'd snap out of your stupor and stop playing with the voices in your head you'd know that." She drawled, giving a last shitty glance, before turning back around. Bitch.
After a few moments, we were joined by Brotch, who Doc's kid had apparently freed. His grin was nothing short of ecstatic as he told us what happened. The grin stayed plastered to his face after the story ended. I thought at any moment he'd start dancing around the room. Overseer knows he's looks loony enough to.
I may be exaggerating, but after an eternity, the Overseer sprinted in the room so quickly I didn't realize he was even with us until he started speaking. He started saying he was wrong, amusing everyone in the room. He then finished, by telling Amata she was the new overseer. By now, everyone was grinning so big the corners of their mouths were touching their hairline. As the overseer left, Doc's kid and Butch walked in. Butch was definitely out-grinning everyone in the room, realizing he could now leave forever. Amata began speaking an emotionless 'thank you' speech. It was going nowhere in particular until she finished. Mouths fell agape as she banished Doc's kid from the vault. Butch's jaw dropped so low it practically hit him in the balls. Everyone else was wearing the returning glance they used to welcome her back to the vault. Why would Amata banish the person who just saved us? There was really no purpose in it, and the reason she gave was complete bullshit. She's the worst kind of bitch; the passive aggressive kind.
A smirk, that was nothing short of trouble appeared on the outsider's face as she bid everyone good-bye. She was about to do something drastic. Her whole demeanor screamed it, as she left the room. I glanced at Butch, who was just as enthralled as I was, and we both followed.
"Aye, lab-rat. C'mere!" He yelled, just out of view of the classroom. She did a 180, still wearing that horrifying grin, as she stalked back toward us.
"That's not the way to the entrance." I stated stupidly.
"I know that," she glowered. "I have some unfinished business. I'm extremely tired of doing things for everyone else. It's about time I did something for me. " If I strained my ears, I could've swore I heard her say 'and Jonas' under her breath. The dog at her side beat his tail rapidly as she reached toward him. His tail abruptly stopped at the same time hers did, as he realized she was just placing her hand on the gun.
"The fuck does that mean?" Butch drawled. I was in the same state of mind Butch was. Jonas? What could this possibly have to do with – oh shit. I know exactly where this is going.
She chuckled as she bit her lip, and stated coldly "I'm about to make Amata realize exactly how much it hurts to lose the things you care about, and feel like you have nothing. I'm about to blast her dad's head through his ass so he can get a taste of the shit he's been feeding us for years. You can rat me out to that bitch, or you can try and stop me, but I swear on everything I've ever cared about, nothing will stop me."