I'm back! Finally, im sorry it took that long, going down to meet him was pretty fast but coming back was when it took more time. We stopped places and visited really cool attractions and next you know we're way behind schedule to arrive back. :/ Then when I got back stuff happened and I wasn't in the mood to write because I knew I'd make a lot of mistakes, so here we are. Chapter 10! Thank you guys so much for your support I am happy you guys like this story just as much as I enjoyed writing it. Well…
Back to the story!
Oh yeah, 1 more thing. This chapter will be in Days POV and he's going to be going in and out consciousness so there will be a bunch of line breaks.
Day
I hold my smile until June leaves my sight, my lips pulled back, body aching. She's trying to pull away, to come back towards me but she can't I don't want her to suffer any more than she already has. Eden says something to her and with one final look she leaves my sight.
I sag my shoulders and let my smile drop, my energy and confidence gone.
"Come on Day I have a room already prepared for you."
No. I have to be strong and I have to be confident, for June. So I straighten my shoulders and look back at this General Grieves fellow.
"So tell me Private Grave, where is Night? You did say he was already on your side right?"
"Its General Grieves, and yes well Manaline said that."
"Oh yes Manaline, the one from the letter where is she?"
"She's…in her rooms at the moment, you'll be able to see her later when I introduce you to everyone but for now why don't we go to your rooms?"
"Ah yes, well it better be the best in the house because I have spent most of my life living in small quarters, sometimes no room at all so as you know I do enjoy my much bigger room and I would hate to have to go back to something less than that. Wouldn't you agree First Class Grove?"
"General Grieves."
"Hmm?"
"…" He stares at me for a moment seeming to collect himself before responding.
"Yes, I do understand that Sun, but-"
Laughing I raise one hand cutting him off, "It's Day Sergeant Grievous its not that hard to forget, unless…your starting to enter that stage in your life where you start forgetting small things at first before next thing you know it your buying a new sports car and marrying one of those young ladies barely in their twenties."
"No, no I just. Never mind okay Day lets head upstairs." General Grieves starts to turn around and head towards the stairs pulling out a set of keys before I take two strides and snatch them from his hand, dropping my smile I narrow my eyes.
"No, you listen here I will not go anywhere with you, join in your little cult, participate in your childish games, no I will not have anything to do with you, the man, if I can even call you that, who got some of his thugs to gang up on and beat the goddy shit out of a girl just so you can lure me here."
General Grieves' clenches his jaw causing the vein on his temple to stand out. Gone is the jittery, trying to please façade that I was starting to dislike and now present is the one I've been waiting to see. His angry, pushed beyond his boundaries face and this time when he looks at me, he has a look of impatience. He walks over towards me and grabs my shirt, pushing me against the wall. He's breathing through his nose in rapid, short breaths and his hands are shaking in anger.
"Listen here Day, You try to act like you have your shit together but in reality, you don't have anything. Your friends stay by your side because they feel like if they leave you then others will looks at them like they're the bad guy leaving poor disabled Day-"
"I am not disabled-"
"yes Day, you are. A piece of your brain was removed so you could live, you don't have any memories from your time before the virus that got a hold of Eden forever ruining his eye sight. Not to mention the fact that the people who come up to you, only want to talk to you and make friends with you because your some kind of celebrity, you don't even do anything anymore. The Day from the Republic is gone. The one who spurred a country, caused a revolt and then stopped it with a few words. That Day, that is the one the people love, the one everyone wants back. The Day that's standing on front of me now? He's some pretty boy whose face is on the cover of magazines and lives in luxury without having to do anything, your brother is doing more than you, saving peoples lives by building these new inventions for the hospitals, creating a world where anyone can be saved no matter how poor. Yet he doesn't get as recognized as you, you wear a new outfit to the coffee shop and its on the front page, while Eden builds a non electronic respirator out of a few materials and he makes the seventh page on one column of a newspaper."
"Do not say his name, keep Edens name out your filth ridden mouth. You can say all these things about me all you want but bring Eden up again, and I will not hesitate to knock those silver caps outta your mouth."
Grieves just smirks and raises his hand. I reach down for my knife but realize I lost it in all the chaos that happened just minutes ago. It doesn't really matter though because a dozen or so men come through the hallway and out some doors on the upstairs balcony and surround me.
"Take him to his…quarters."
Then the men surround me, I try to fight my way out of them but one has a electric stick and shocks me on my side. The electric waves go through my body sending waves after waves of pain through my system. I collapse on one knee but refuse to let them get me on the ground. Another man uses the butt of his gun and bangs it against my temple. My vision first goes white, and I hear a loud beep in my ears, but then it returns but black spots take its place. In the back of my mind I feel myself being hauled up and dragged towards the stairs. My head lolls to the side and I lift my gaze towards Grieves. He's standing in the same spot but is looking down at me with a cruel smirk on his face and a evil glint in his eye.
My last thought before I surrender myself to the darkness that's fast invading my mind and vision is "Well at least it's not June or Eden that's being dragged like a bag of dog food to be fed to the hounds."
Then a puff of golden glitter is blown in my face, and I'm falling into obliqueness.
"No sightings yet, the last one was that stunt a couple weeks back. I don't know why he would just-"
"All information that has been passed along is one we already have, no ones seen or heard from-"
"Yes, Yes I understand thanks. Well get right on that-"
I slowly come out of unconsciousness and stay still to get a feel for my surroundings. The different conversations are coming from somewhere to my left across the room. Judging by the muffled sound of their voices, they're outside my room.
I cautiously peek one eye open regretting it as soon as I do because the sight isn't te one I was hoping to see.
"Your not the beautiful voluptuous woman I was hoping for." My words come out a bit slurred and my eyes can't seem to focus for very long.
The man whose sitting beside my bed just smiles and lifts his own to write something down on his clipboard.
"A clipboard? Doctor tell me, am I going to live?" The man looks at me for a moment then…proceeds to write something else down on his clipboard. Probably patient is awake and has his amazing sense of humor still not to mention his stunning good looks. All is well with this patient.
"Sarcasm is still retained, looks like death, monitor carefully."
Eye contact.
"That is what is on your report. You look like your trying to guess what it is I'm writing, in simply telling you, saving you some time."
I try to sit up but my get dizzy and nearly black out again. The guy gets up and reaches to help but I wave him off.
"I don't need help, just a little tired still I guess, what was that glitter stuff anyways? Wizard potion?"
Doc chuckles and writes something else down, then looks up at me. "Uh no, not a wizard potion, though I've heard it described as fairy dust before."
"Of course shed say that I knew she was a girl at heart."
"Excuse me?"
"The girl that was here before me."
A cloudy look passes over Docs face but he looks back at me and clears his throat standing up. "Okay well, I got enough information, you need more sleep I'll see you later on." A sudden headache makes my vision lose focus again and as Doc walks out I collapse on the bed and fall immediately back into unconsciousness.
The next time I wake up its to a tray being placed beside me. I roll over and blearily open one eye preparing myself for who it would be this time but I don't see anyone. Right when I start to close my eye again I hear a noise on the other side of my bed, I roll over and open my eyes reaching my hand out and grabbing the person wrist. A yelp sounds and I look up to see a young girl probably about 15 or so staring back at me. I quickly let go of her wrist and rub my head offering her a apologetic smile instead.
"Sorry, thought you were a wizard."
"A wizard?" She looks startled and backs up a step.
"Nothing, never mind who are you?"
"I'm Talia."
"Talia, pretty name." She blushes and looks down shyly. I stare at her and her blush darkens more.
"I um, brought you some food." I look behind me at the tray I heard being placed beside me.
"Right so that explains why your in here but what I'm waiting to hear is why you were staring at me while I was asleep." I tease smirking up at her.
"I wasn't…I was um…yeah, well I guess I was curious. It's not everyday you get to see Day." She gets even more flustered with every word she says.
I take the cup of water beside the tray and take a few swallows before placing it back down beside the food.
"Well here I am. So…where am I?"
"Your-"
"Somewhere safe." Grieves walks in, shooing the girl out. She bows and rushes out of the room her head bowed down the whole way out.
"Seems your awake Day, and you've met two of our residences here so far."
"I'm sorry who are you? Chef Greeks? You know I just don't find this food to my liking, I'm a patient aren't I, I should be given food I want."
"I see your still holding on to your attitude. Well I'm sad to hear that, I was hoping you would be more…consenting." He turns around and starts walking out the door again. Stopping at the doorway and looking at something on the doorframe. I watch him curiously but look away when he turns his head.
"Oh and Day. It's already been two days since you've been here I hope you've been drinking water we may have advanced in medicine but I doubt we could prevent you from getting dehydration." He smiles and walks out.
I pull the covers off of me and stumble out of bed. I take two steps before I fall down and my hit my head on the floor. My head feels like its full of fog, and my legs are made of lead. What is wrong with me? I reach up for the water but my hand slips and I end up knocking it and the tray onto the floor beside me. The crash brings people rushing in but I don't care because I'm losing consciousness fast.
Bleary and still feeling as if I was run over by a train I don't even take any caution to check my surroundings before opening my eyes. I look around but still find myself in the same small plain room with a desk beside me and not much else. The floors been cleaned up and the food taken away though the water and a pitcher remains. A wash bin is on a table beside the desk and I slowly sit up. My head still hurts like hell but I manage to move my legs and place them on the floor, testing my strength I put a little pressure on them and when I find I can handle it I stand up and shakily walk towards the bin.
How long has it been since I've been here? Is June okay, I hope she didn't try anything rash. I need to get out of here.
I splash some water on my face, putting some on my neck to cool down. Leaning over the water bin I stare at my reflection in the water.
My face is black and blue from falling and pulling the contents of the desk down with me, my eyes sunken in and dull, a little stubble has grown out making me look more like a wild man. Closing my eyes I push off the table and pour some water into a cup and take a few sips testing my stomach.
A creaking board signals someone coming in my room, placing the cup down I lean against the desk back still turned away from whoever it is, not wanting anyone to see me like this. Weak and ruined.
"Its okay Day you still look fine I doubt anything could make you look bad, even death itself though I wouldn't want that to happen." A familiar female voice says.
I turn around and stare in disbelief for a second but then I recover quickly, it's a girl about my age, black hair, pretty green eyes, holding out a piece of paper to me. I take it and see it's the one I signed for her back in the café when I met Frankie with Eden.
Looking back up at her I ask, "okay I know when I met you but I don't know your name."
"Manaline."
"Ahh the letter girl."
"That's what you remember!" Her face goes red and she looks around before settling her eyes back on me.
"Well yes I did write the letter but I've met you a few times before that and the café."
"Right…"
"Look do you want to stand here talking about this all day or do you want to know why you're here?"
"Yes, I do actually so why don't you sit, and tell me where I am, why I'm here, and why I'm all drugged up."
"Fine we'll start with why you're here." Manaline says taking a seat on my bed, I raise my eyebrows at her.
"What?...Oh fine." She gets up and sits on a chair placed under the desk. I walk over to my bed and lay down on my side propping my head on my hand.
"You're here because General Grieves has a plan to start a revolution here and in order to do that he needs a face, a…figurehead if you will. He has everything already, an army, money, status, people high up there's just one piece missing and he thinks you might be it."
"Why me? He made it clear I was worthless."
"Well what did he say? Did he say you just had to sneeze and it'd be on the cover of a magazine?"
"Something like that." I grumble.
"Well see he thinks you're the perfect figurehead but I know you can offer more than that, your Day for crying out loud."
"Thanks for your support but there's nothing I would do for that guy, not after what he's done."
Manaline looks at me for a while and smirks standing up.
"Wait, where are you going you still have to answer my other questions. "
"All in good time Day, in the meantime your head feels heavy doesn't it? Maybe you should drink less water. Overconsumption could cause…black outs."
With that she walks out the door rapping her knuckles on the door frame.
My eyes get heavy and my palms start sweating. I feel like this is a reoccurring nightmare, these dizzy spells. My brain fills fuzzy and I can't m to focus on anything for too long so I try to hurry and make it to the bed before I fall on the ground again and bust my head open.
Stumbling I fall onto the bed and lose feeling in my legs. I close my eyes cursing my luck.
Damn Wizards.
I am really really sorry for the late update I was meaning to get this done faster but a lot has been going on and I haven't had much time to write. I hope this chapter doesn't confuse you guys and if it does I'll clear it all up in the next chapter. Thanks for sticking with me love you guys!
Until next time!
~byee