Isa's POV
The hand that intervened was Iggy's. He took my hand and ate the grape slowly.
"Isa, Isa, what have you done?" He murmured.
I sniffled and tears started to well. Then, the voices dimmed and the images started to become blurry.
"What happened?" I head Iggy ask.
"She accidentally drank some white wine. This guy...I don't know where he went, but I think he forced her."
"Can you recognize him?"
"I think."
And just like that, I fell into deep sleep. My head started to hurt.
An hour later
I stirred. I woke up to see a soft brown blanket on me and a soft bed. My head started to ache. It was splitting and it hurt so badly. I leaned over in pain. It turned on and off. When it turned off, I noticed my hair was a tousled mess.
What happened? Where am I? Why am I—
I slowly got up and kept my hair in a moderate-looking bun. Just then, Iggy entered the room. He looked angry. I don't know at who, but he was angry.
"Isa...are you okay?" He asked me gently.
"My head hurts...Can you tell me what happened?"
Iggy sighed heavily running fingers through his hair, "You got drunk...you accidentally drank wine...Isa, who was sitting next to you?"
My eyes widened as I remembered everything, "Iggy, Tim is actually an Eraser!"
Iggy's eyes widened, "Who?"
"Tim...he's an Eraser. He ordered white wine and encouraged me to drink it."
Iggy cursed, "He could be anywhere now...anyway, are you alright?"
I nodded, "My head hurts, but I'm okay."
"There's a bathroom right there. I'm gonna try to find this guy, okay? He didn't attack you, right?"
I shook my head.
"Good. Freshen up." He said leaving.
I went to the bathroom and shivered as I splashed ice-cold water on my face. Shivers ran down my back too.
Is that guy from the scient-
I shook my head.
Don't think about that, Isa...just don't...
"Where were you?" The flock asked when I came out of the room to the hall.
"Just the bathroom." I replied.
Max looked at me suspiciously, but she just accepted it.
"Where's Iggy?" Max asked.
"I have no idea. I thought he was here." I replied barely managing to not stammer.
I was never really good at lying. I left to the balcony to avoid any other questions from the flock.
"You ok, Isa?"
I turned around to see Dylan.
I don't know why, but I was never able to lie to Dylan. Before I could stop it, I told him everything. 4
He widened his eyes and asked, "There's an Eraser on this boat right now?"
I nodded suddenly feeling so scared like a child. Dylan then hugged me.
"Don't you worry. We're going to find this Eraser. We've fought so many other Erasers before."
You don't know why I'm so scared Dylan...only if you knew...
"Now smile. I think Iggy finds you 'hotter' if you smile." He smiled.
I smiled weakly.
"Let's go eat some of that delicious Italian food, eh?" Dylan grinned taking me to the kitchen and even filling up my plate.
I scooped up some noodles and shoved them in my mouth. The noodles felt bland to me cuz of the bad wine aftertaste. Who would want to drink that stuff?
"Do you want to do some gardening tomorrow?" Dylan asked interrupting my thinking.
"Gardening?"
"Remember, I asked you one day to help me garden?"
"Only you and me?"
"Yeah, everyone else is too busy."
"I'll be there, when do we start?"
He brightened up.
"Really? Wow, thanks Isa."
We then sat in silence as we ate the noodles and soup. Time passed and we were finally over.
"Let's go back. I'm pretty sure Iggy must have found that guy."
"Let's hope." I murmured.
We both walked to the lounging hall.
"Why do you like to garden?" I asked Dylan.
He smiled.
"I like seeing things grow."
"Oh…."
We both then went to the balcony and I breathed in the fresh air.
"I'm really not scared of Erasers...It's something else." I started as I looked down at the water.
"And what's that?" Dylan asked.
Just when I was about to explain, two Erasers jumped out of nowhere onto the ship. We noticed them by their growling and we whipped our heads around. We both looked at them in shock as we stood there. Like I didn't have worse things going on right then.
Is Tim one of them?
Before I could think, the Eraser with green hair and blood red charged at me. The other one had a really gruesome scar on his forehead all the way down to his neck. Both of them advanced toward Dylan and me. I pushed one off and punched it on the jaw. Dylan handled the other one. The Eraser punched me and the stomach.
OW!
I backed up writhing in pain. The pain went all the way to my head and along with previous drunk state, it didn't feel good. My headache that was off just turned on again at the 'right' time.
"You are so going to pay for that you ugly—"
I ran and kicked him on his eyes. It shrieked a horrible shriek that could have broke glass. It fell down in misery and agony. Blood trickled down its temples.
It's distracted…
I turned around to see Dylan writhing in pain with an Eraser coming at him. I charged against him and pinned him to the ground. I repeatedly punched him on the face.
So hard facial muscles! Man, what do these eat?
He roared in agony. That deafened me. With me distracted, he held his meaty arm in revenge. He rewarded me back with a cut on the neck and a scraped shoulder.
"Get back!" I yelled to Dylan.
I grabbed the Eraser and with my ability to carry stuff far heavier than normal humans, I hauled the Eraser into the sea. It roared and I felt it crash against the waters screaming in protest.
One Eraser left…
I jerked back and saw Dylan punching the Eraser in the stomach. I rush over to help him and the Eraser grabs me and pushes me off guard onto the railing of the balcony. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't flip the Eraser over. I started to panic and was leaning over the rail. And then balance of me on the balcony changed. I felt a big wave of adrenaline rush through me. I felt my heartbeat through my ears and then finally the pressure gave in and I started to slip.
I'M GOING TO FALL! I'M GOING TO DROWN!
I screamed bloody-murder.
"Isa!" Dylan yelled but was too far away to help me.
Someone, help me! I can't-
But just before gravity won, a hand grabbed me by my dress collar.
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