Chapter 8
She watched him leave the room once again. It seemed like she had been doing that a lot lately.
Why was he like that? Why did he run from his problems? He single-handedly destroyed England's totalitarian government, but he could not admit he cared for her. And, for some reason, he could not fathom or understand why she cared for him as well. She hated how he demeaned himself. He deserved to have a better life than the one he had lived in total seclusion. But he would never listen to her if she told him that.
He was as stubborn as her.
She sighed and reluctantly headed toward her own room. She knew she was not going to see V anymore that night. He had probably locked himself in his room. If she had thought she would have been able to talk to him more she would have knocked on his door, but she left him alone.
For now.
Evey changed into her pajamas and laid down on her bed with a book in hand. She had taken it from V's room earlier that day but she knew he would not miss with the stacks and stacks that littered his room already.
When she had first seen the book tears had instantly sprung to her eyes. She remembered it had been her mother's favorite book.
She always remembered going into her mother's room and it would be placed on her nightstand. The pages were dog-eared and well worn. Her mother never failed to bring it with her wherever they went. She had loved it.
Then Sutler blacklisted it.
No longer did it go everywhere she did and no longer was it placed openly on her nightstand, but hidden under a loose floorboard. She would often see her mother sneak a quick read before she placed it back in its hiding place.
But now she could openly read it once again. And so she did in memory of her mother.
She awoke early the next morning, or so she thought. When she looked over at her clock she was surprised to see that it was well in the afternoon.
She jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed. Grabbing the book of her nightstand she headed towards the kitchen hoping she would find V there. They needed to talk.
She didn't find him in the kitchen. In fact she hadn't found him anywhere! Where could he have gone? Had he left the house and gone out into the city? Surely he would have told her if he had been planning on leaving.
Wouldn't he?
It stung to think he wouldn't. She had been hoping that this time she could go out with him. She needed the fresh air, she had not seen the sunlight in over a week!
Where had V taken her that one day? After he had just released her from being tortured…where was that balcony?
She turned around suddenly and almost ran into Dr. Langsley and Eric.
"Oh, Im sorry, Doctor," she blinked back in surprise.
He chuckled good heartedly. "No, I'm sorry, Miss Hammond. It seems I kind of snuck up on you."
She smiled back at him, then turned to Eric. "Hello, Eric. Would either of you like a cup of tea?"
"No, thank you, Evey," said Eric. "If it is alright we would like to speak with V. Is he around?"
She sighed before answering. "I have not seen him all day, and I have to admit I'm kind of worried."
Dr. Langley spoke up.
"Did he say he was going anywhere today, Miss Hammond?"
She shook her head. "Which is unlike him at all. He usually tells me everything,,," But that was before I told him you loved him.
"That is quite odd."
Just then V showed up behind them.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, doctor. Come to my room and we can talk privately."
Without even a glance at her V led the doctor and Eric away.
"We have great news for you, V," said the doctor with a smile.
"What is it?" V's voice was neutral. He didn't want to get his hopes up.
The doctor went into his bag and produced a bottle of what looked like to be lotion.
"I did some experiments on your blood and I was able to come up with this lotion. If you put in on twice a day for a week you should be able to take off that mask of yours."
"That soon!" He exclaimed. He never dared to hope that it would be able so soon. So by this time next week Evey would finally be able to see his face.
Evey waited patiently for them to finish up there buisness and when they did she didn't ask any prying questions. She knew she wasn't going to get any answers.
V saw the doctor and Mr. Finch out and then came back to the main room where Evey was waiting.
"Well good morning, Evey. Or should I say good afternoon."
"Hello, V," she said and sat down on the couch. "So what have you been up to today? I could not find you anywhere."
"I must apologize, I was getting myself a bit of fresh air. One can only stay so long indoors."
She looked away from. "Yes, I know."
"Forgive me." He gave her a little bow. "Would you like to join me on the balcony? I know you must be needed some fresh as well."
She smiled. "Yes, please."
The sun. It felt so good to be outside again.
She ran to the edge and looked down at the city below. She watched as people walked on the sidewalks. There was so many of them!
She felt V's presence behind her and she turned around.
Though she couldn't really tell for sure but it seemed like he was deep in thought.
"V?" she asked. "Are you alright?"
He slightly shook his head. "But of course Evey." he walked to the edge next to her. "Do you enjoy the view?"
She smiled. "I love it."
He turned and faced her once again. "Later tonight would you care to join me in a stroll around town?"
She could barely control her excitement. "Yes, that would be lovely!"
"I was hoping you would."
Evey could hear the smile in his voice.
