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Love Always
Part 3
The Centre Sub-level 20
Parker stood there staring at the door. Now that she was here she didn't know what to do. She didn't even know what she was going to say to this girl whom obviously knew her, but whom she knew nothing about. Deciding to just do what she came down here to do, she inserted her key card into the lock. After the beep that acknowledged her card and bade her entrance she pushed the door open and stepped purposefully into the room.
She took one look at the girl lying on the floor and immediately decided that she had made the correct choice in coming down here. Walking quickly over to the battered form on the floor, she knelt down and began trying to wake 'the girl'. After shaking her a couple of times she finally received the desired result when 'the girl's' eyes began to flutter and she emitted a small moan. When her eyes finally opened fully and she had a chance to take in her surroundings they widened in shock at see Miss. Parker.
"Umm…if you don't mind my asking what are you doing down here?" 'The girl' asked with confusion evident in her voice as she tried to figure out what was going on.
"Why don't we start with names, okay. And then I might answer some of your questions." Miss Parker said patronizingly. She needed to know what to call this girl and she needed to find out what Lyle was keeping from her.
"I know who you are Miss. Parker…and if you must know my name is Mandy, Mandy Lee. I hate it and ask that you don't use it. I prefer to go by Miss. Hall. Now that we have dispensed with the pleasantries please tell me that that is a first aid kit you are holding. I could really use some aspirin right about now.
"Oh, yes. I have a couple of questions for you. More like a million but I think maybe we should get you patched up first." Miss Parker said this in an authoritative tone that she did not actually posses. This girl spoke to her as if they were equals. This girl…Mandy spoke as if she was an adult. Miss. Parker was not used to hearing that tone spoken by children in fact the only other time she had her it spoken by a child was when she used to spend her childhood days with Jarod. It wasn't an adult tone; it was the tone of a pretender!
Mandy looked expectantly at Miss. Parker while holding her hand out for the first aid kit. Miss. Parker handed it over to her and then while scooting closer so she would be able to assist Mandy in cleaning herself up.
"First thing first. I think we should get that bullet wound cleaned and covered. Then we should do your face. Is there anything else that I can't see?" Miss Parker asked while reaching for the peroxide and gauze.
"Nope, there is nothing else…today." Mandy said darkly as she popped 3 aspirin and swallowed them dry. After Parker made sure that the bullet went straight through and there wouldn't be any permanent damage if treated correctly she cleaned and bandaged the wound. With that done Parker sighed and looked up at Mandy. She was looking at her with trusting eyes. She had beautiful brown eyes and a gorgeous face under all the blood and bruises.
"I am sorry to say it is time to tend to your face. This is going to hurt like hell." This was all Parker said before applied that anti-septic to her cuts.
"Shit!!" Mandy hissed and dug her nails into her hands. Cleaning her face as quickly as possible and applying a bandage to her cheekbone from where she had been pistol-whipped all ended up being a simple task. After her initial outburst Mandy had not said another word nor flinched once. Now that she was done she turned to Mandy intent on asking her a question or two.
"Now we can talk but first lets get you off this floor and onto the bed." Parker said as she rose and offered her hand to Mandy. Mandy looked at the hand, looked at Miss. Parker, looked at the bed and then got herself up without assistance. She slowly walked over to the bed and then sank down onto it. Sighing in relief.
Mandy looked up at Parker then and with a look so far different from the ones she had been regarding with so far. It was a look of fear, pain, and guilt.
"Before you even start to ask your questions I can answer some of them. You have already figured this out so I might as well tell you. Yes I am a pretender. Not just any pretender, but a new age one. I am a new breed so to speak there is none like me. I will tell you more about this later. Now, it may come as a shock to you but I have not spent my whole life in the Centre. I escaped once when I was 10. But now I am back. It is a really long story. I will tell you more sometime, it is not important right now. What is important, what you want to know it what Lyle is keeping from you. What everyone is keeping from you. Before I tell you I am going to apologize. I don't want to hurt you and if you get angry don't get angry at me……okay……well……umm…… you see…… What they don't want you to know is that I……I am your sister.
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Love Always
Part 3
The Centre Sub-level 20
Parker stood there staring at the door. Now that she was here she didn't know what to do. She didn't even know what she was going to say to this girl whom obviously knew her, but whom she knew nothing about. Deciding to just do what she came down here to do, she inserted her key card into the lock. After the beep that acknowledged her card and bade her entrance she pushed the door open and stepped purposefully into the room.
She took one look at the girl lying on the floor and immediately decided that she had made the correct choice in coming down here. Walking quickly over to the battered form on the floor, she knelt down and began trying to wake 'the girl'. After shaking her a couple of times she finally received the desired result when 'the girl's' eyes began to flutter and she emitted a small moan. When her eyes finally opened fully and she had a chance to take in her surroundings they widened in shock at see Miss. Parker.
"Umm…if you don't mind my asking what are you doing down here?" 'The girl' asked with confusion evident in her voice as she tried to figure out what was going on.
"Why don't we start with names, okay. And then I might answer some of your questions." Miss Parker said patronizingly. She needed to know what to call this girl and she needed to find out what Lyle was keeping from her.
"I know who you are Miss. Parker…and if you must know my name is Mandy, Mandy Lee. I hate it and ask that you don't use it. I prefer to go by Miss. Hall. Now that we have dispensed with the pleasantries please tell me that that is a first aid kit you are holding. I could really use some aspirin right about now.
"Oh, yes. I have a couple of questions for you. More like a million but I think maybe we should get you patched up first." Miss Parker said this in an authoritative tone that she did not actually posses. This girl spoke to her as if they were equals. This girl…Mandy spoke as if she was an adult. Miss. Parker was not used to hearing that tone spoken by children in fact the only other time she had her it spoken by a child was when she used to spend her childhood days with Jarod. It wasn't an adult tone; it was the tone of a pretender!
Mandy looked expectantly at Miss. Parker while holding her hand out for the first aid kit. Miss. Parker handed it over to her and then while scooting closer so she would be able to assist Mandy in cleaning herself up.
"First thing first. I think we should get that bullet wound cleaned and covered. Then we should do your face. Is there anything else that I can't see?" Miss Parker asked while reaching for the peroxide and gauze.
"Nope, there is nothing else…today." Mandy said darkly as she popped 3 aspirin and swallowed them dry. After Parker made sure that the bullet went straight through and there wouldn't be any permanent damage if treated correctly she cleaned and bandaged the wound. With that done Parker sighed and looked up at Mandy. She was looking at her with trusting eyes. She had beautiful brown eyes and a gorgeous face under all the blood and bruises.
"I am sorry to say it is time to tend to your face. This is going to hurt like hell." This was all Parker said before applied that anti-septic to her cuts.
"Shit!!" Mandy hissed and dug her nails into her hands. Cleaning her face as quickly as possible and applying a bandage to her cheekbone from where she had been pistol-whipped all ended up being a simple task. After her initial outburst Mandy had not said another word nor flinched once. Now that she was done she turned to Mandy intent on asking her a question or two.
"Now we can talk but first lets get you off this floor and onto the bed." Parker said as she rose and offered her hand to Mandy. Mandy looked at the hand, looked at Miss. Parker, looked at the bed and then got herself up without assistance. She slowly walked over to the bed and then sank down onto it. Sighing in relief.
Mandy looked up at Parker then and with a look so far different from the ones she had been regarding with so far. It was a look of fear, pain, and guilt.
"Before you even start to ask your questions I can answer some of them. You have already figured this out so I might as well tell you. Yes I am a pretender. Not just any pretender, but a new age one. I am a new breed so to speak there is none like me. I will tell you more about this later. Now, it may come as a shock to you but I have not spent my whole life in the Centre. I escaped once when I was 10. But now I am back. It is a really long story. I will tell you more sometime, it is not important right now. What is important, what you want to know it what Lyle is keeping from you. What everyone is keeping from you. Before I tell you I am going to apologize. I don't want to hurt you and if you get angry don't get angry at me……okay……well……umm…… you see…… What they don't want you to know is that I……I am your sister.
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