Almost there guys! Thanks to those who are hanging in! Don't worry!
The trunk opened and Sydney blinked. The man pulled her out. It was raining and she shivered. Another man led her to a door. When they just stood there she hesitated. They frowned. She gritted her teeth and opened the door. Sark was sitting at the table in one of the chairs. She walked to the other chair and sat down. She looked into his eyes. Why are they so sad?
"I love you," he said.
Sydney's mouth opened wide. She struggled for words but none came so she shook her head instead.
"Syd," Sark repeated. "I love you."
She jumped up from the chair No. Please it can't be true. She continued to shake her head as tears started to fall. He looked at her with those sad blue eyes. Sydney sank back into the chair. She stared at the floor. It was cold. It was gray. It was hard. She lifted her head to look at him. He was watching her.
She reached out her hand. Sark stared at it. She continued looking at him. Finally he reached out as well and touched her hand. "It's cold." He said.
Sydney remembered she was still wet and shivered. He raised his eyes to look at her again. He took off his jacket and stood to walk around to her chair. He put his jacket over her shoulders. She looked up at him. She couldn't believe what he was saying.
"Why?" She asked
Sark's mouth twisted but he didn't answer. He walked back to his chair and sat down.
"Things have changed between us." He tried to explain.
He's lying. Sydney shook her head again.
"Why can't you remember?" He yelled.
Sydney flinched and looked away.
"Goddammit Sydney! Remember!" Tears fell and she covered her face. "Please." Sark whispered.
She tried to shut him out. He stood up and she looked at him with fear in her eyes. Don't leave again. But he walked to the door and left. Sydney broke down and rested her head on the table as she cried. Then the two men entered the room. She jerked her head up at the sound of them and rose nervously. They advanced towards her.
She realized there was no other way out so she picked up her chair and screamed. "Get away! Just leave me alone!"
One man pulled the chair away. The other grabbed her and forced her out of the room. It was raining harder. The drops mingled with the tears that were falling down her cheeks. One man opened the trunk and she struggled against the other man who tightened his hold. He pulled her over to the open trunk and put her inside. The trunk closed. Black.