Title: Famous Last Words (renamed it)
By: Schiz.
Chapter 24
Aimee's P.O.V
Mr. Tall, Mr. Crepsley and mother were all in the van when we arrived. Evra reluctantly following behind Darren and I hid behind Darren, though I wasn't completely terrified, I was nervous and anxious. "Come in now." Mr. Tiny said. "Sit down anywhere you like." He continued, welcoming us as if this were his own fan. "No thank you, if you don't mind I'd like to stand." I said quietly, Evra and Darren chimed in after me on their choices to stand as well. "As you wish." He said, he was the only one sitting. He went on to complimenting and buttering up Darren. I watched him roll the heart shaped watch between his hands. I swallowed uneasily thinking that it could very well be my heart in his hands. I tuned back in when Darren began to argue how it was wrong to drink the blood of babies because you may very well kill them in the process.
Mr. Tiny's eyes widened, and so did his smile. "So?" he asked softly. A shiver ran down my spine. I knew that he wasn't good news, but now I completely understood. He was evil. Before I could catch more of the conversation I zoned out again. Sometimes my zoning out wasn't by choice, it just happened and it usually took a while for someone to get me out of my… I guess you could say trances. Not zoning out, but trances. There was silence for a few moments, or at least in my mind. I wasn't quite sure at the moment. "Aimee…" I heard Mr. Tiny's voice. My eyes flicked over, breaking the trance. "Aimee, so brave. Giving up everything for your family…" He grinned softly. I had mentioned only that my mother had died, my father was mean, and that I had ran away and Proxime had found me to Evra and Darren. That was all they needed to know as far as anything else went. "Does it still haunt you at night, Aimee?" He whispered with a grin on his face. "…No sir. What's done is done." I said quietly. He smiled. "Such a brave young girl…" he said. "Just like young Darren."
There was silence for a while in the room. "Down to business." Mr. Tiny continued. He rolled the watch between his hands. In short, as I zoned out again, I caught some of the conversation. He mainly wanted us to take care of his little people. We all agreed to, and then Darren continued to ask questions about the little people, what they were, and so on. I could tell Mr. Tiny's patience was running short. Before we left Mr. Crepsley advised us to go to sleep early, and Mr. Tiny to rise early… to fetch his precious little people nourishment. When we exited the building Evra turned to Darren. "Are you crazy?!" he half shouted. "Talking to Mr. Tiny like that???" he continued. Darren paused a second to think it over. "…I must be." He said. He shivered at the memory of it.
"Hey, Aimee… you alright?" Evra asked after a while as I walked them back to their tent. "Oh, um… yeah." I said. It was the first time anyone had addressed me that night. Like actually addressed me and asked me something. He nodded quietly. "Night." He said going into the tent. Darren turned and waved a bit. "Night Aimee." He said. I nodded. "Night Darren, night Evra." I said and walked away from the tent heading toward my mother's van.