Chapter ten

Good at heart

No matter how much I wanted to deny it, I couldn't stay here forever. The woman, who never gave a name, could be a little tough to get along with, but she was extremely helpful. She'd gotten me, a little bit of clothes, as well as something called an ipad, that had several games on it. She said that the games would help me learn. She clearly had better things to do, and was never in the apartment for very long, but she still helped me. That was why I had to leave. If I didn't, Lokar might find me, and kill her. So, one night, when she was out, I began gathering my stuff, and putting it in a back pack she'd gotten for me. I left a note, written as best as I could, and once I was sure I had everything, I took off, down the long path to my siblings, and Techris. It was midnight when I got back, but Zair was out, staring at the flames in the fire.

"Zair!" I called. She tensed and slowly turned. Once she saw me, she ran up, and hugged me fiercely.

"I thought you weren't coming back," she whispered. I looked at her.

"Others!" I told her happily. She looked confused. "There are…others…like me," I said, having a little trouble. Zair looked proud that I'd formed a full sentence, before realizing what I was saying.

"What?" she asked.

"Autism," I told her. She looked at me for a second. She and Zane, had been trying to find out why I was different, but they eventually chalked it up to spending 5 years in a basement, never thinking it was anything more than that. But now we had a name, and that was something to go on.

"What's going on?" came Zanes voice. Slowly, he stepped outside his tent. I froze. He stared at me. "Don't you ever take off like that again!" he scolded, but you could hear the relief in his tone. HE walked back to his tent, while Zair led me to ours.

When I woke up the next morning, Zair told me that Lokar had given us today off. I ended up getting dressed, and playing some of the games on my ipad after breakfast.

"What are you doing?" Zair asked, coming to sit next to me. I smiled and showed her. She gently took the device from me and looked at it. "Hmm…I think these games are supposed to help you, judging by the looks of it," she mumbled after looking through them.

"Play with me?" I asked, bringing up a game I played with the woman sometimes. It was called life.

"Sure!" Zair agreed with a smile.