Chapter 21:
Bex POV:
"No. We can't." I hissed, and her dark eyes widened in surprise,
"Okay, well then I guess Camille will have to do…" she said, the surprise at my outburst still apparent on her face,
"Or dead. That'll do too." I said, and heard our Headmistress gasp,
"Bex!" my eyes finally pulled away from the girl, and scanned the room my roomates were both looking at the girl the same as I was, with pure hatered.
"You expect us to room with her?" Macey said,
"I don't understand what the big deal is girls." She said, we all froze, shocked.
"She was your daughter." I hissed, and she sat back in her chair, as if blown back,
"Girls, it time to move on. We need to accept-"
"I don't have to accept anything." I said, turning and fleeing from the room, slamming the door behind me.
Callie POV:
I heard the shower turn on, just as Troy strolled back into the room.
"What did they say?" I asked, moving across the room towards him,
"They said they'd tell her mother immediately, but nobody other than her mother and the teachers would know."
"So Bex, Zach, Macey-"
"All think she's dead still."
"What happens when we bring her back?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper now,
"She doesn't get to go back, not yet at least." He said,
"Why though?" I asked, perplexed, she's supposed to be a senior, how was she supposed to graduate if she couldn't finish the year?
"She might be dangerous, I told them about all the things she's been doing in her sleep. We don't need her strangling one of her roomates in the middle of the night."
"Well, what are they going to do with her?"
"I don't know," he shrugged,
"This is going to kill her." I said, collapsing onto the couch, and raking my fingers through my hair.
"I know, but there's nothing we can do." He said, but as soon as he said it I shot up,
"What if we found out what they did to her?"
"Well then we could reverse it, hopefully. But how would we find out what they did to her? If they even did anything, this could just be some kind of mental breakdown…"
"No, they did something." I said, "And we're going to find out what."
Brad POV:
The lights turned on, burning my eyes as I struggled to see. I was aware that my wrists where free from their bonds.
"What's going on?" I stood up, stretching out my arms, still struggling to see through the bright light surrounding me,
"We're letting you go. To go find Cammie, and bring her back." The voice floated towards me,
"What makes you think I'm going to bring her back to you?" I continued to move about the room, finally able to make out certain shapes,
"Because, we're her only hope Brad. You would want to cause Cammie any harm, now would you?" At the softly spoken words, my heart began to race,
"What did you do to her?" The words bounced off the walls around me, coming back to me in waves,
"Oh, nothing much considering she was under close watch. We were only making her better you see, stronger, faster, mentally invinsible." The voice said smugly, "But without proper care, Cammie will destroy herself, and everything around her."
"What can you do that we can't? Between all the people back at Gallagher, I have a hard time believing that you're the only ones that can help her."
"But that's the thing Brad, there is no way to reverse this. She's a time bomb, and with all that we've taught you, you know how dangerous that can be." I continued to search for the source of these words, anxious to strangle the truth out of the source, or at least the truth I wanted to hear.
"Then if there's no helping her, what are you going to do?"
"We can manage it, continue her progress. Cammie has the potential to be amazing. She has potential to change things." The voice rose in excitement just as the door swung open to reveal a green expanse of grass, stretched out before a road, where a silver SUV sat idling. "Go and find her Brad, bring her back to us so we can help her."
Cammie POV:
I slid into the back of the sleek car that Troy pulled up to the front of the hotel in,
"Oh, new ride?" Callie giggled, as a sly smile stretched across his lips,
"I saw it and couldn't resist." He slid his hands over the dashboard once before placing his hands back on the wheel, and slamming his foot down on the gas. He weaved through the thick traffic, ignoring the honks of protest from his fellow drivers, Callie threw he head back laughing as he hit the highway and pressed the accelerator down a bit farther. I watched as the scenery went flew past in a blur, and while I would usually protest these driving speeds I could practically feel every inch between me and my home sliding beneath the wheels of the car.
Eventually Troy slowed down, looking around the car, "Watch this," he said, pressing a few buttons before the roof of the car slid back to reveal the clear blue sky,
"Awesome!" Callie said, fiddling with the radio until she found a station she was satisfied with and before turning up the volume until it was blasting so loud it drowned out the noise of the wind screaming past, and you could feel the bass rattling the car beneath us.
She pulled her hair out of the ponytail it had previously been confined to releasing it into the wind and throwing her arms up, like something you'd see in a movie. I laughed along with her as she began to sing loudly to the song blaring over the radio. And then the thought crossed my mind, we weren't exactly being the most secretive with the car Troy had just stolen this morning. But neither Troy or Callie seemed to mind the added risk so I just settled back and enjoyed the ride.
Alright, it's been a while hasn't it? Well anyway, Cammie's on her way home and that's the important thing right? Right!
What do you think Brad's going to do? I dont know, I don't know...
And any new thoughts on Camille?
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