Hey everyone WOW! I must say I was very shocked by the many new readers. I just wanted to say Thanks to all who've read. It made me giddy when I read the comments. But there was one thing I wanted clear up. The man that tried to rape Brooke was not David, he was just some rookie asshole that just started working. And off the top of my head I think that's about it. But if you have any questions feel free to ask. Again I know I take forever to post up chapters but at least this way you get a longer chapter.
Recap: Nathan has returned back to work after being injured during the riots and managed to save Brooke from a rapist. Brooke wants to free everyone from the camp but she is going to need some help from her new friends Danielle, Genève, and Aurelia. Brooke has also learned that Nathan may not be such a bad guy after all.
And now begins the next chapter of Hallow Remains…
Brooke
What the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I stop? This isn't real. This shouldn't be happening. These thoughts shouldn't be happening. My head is all fucked. I don't know what I'm thinking. I shouldn't be feeling these things… especially for a guy like him.
My eyes inadvertently shifted over to Nathan Scott. Immediately my lower lip is met with the edges of my teeth. A rush of adrenaline quickly speeds up my pulse. My hands begin to moisten with heat as my eyes swept up and down his body. Burning sensations tingled throughout my body.
Oh gosh what is happening to me? This is wrong. He's an SS officer. A Nazi soldier. The enemy. A soul-less creature with no heart. A monster… and yet I can't seem to help myself.
Ever since the incident that happened a couple of days ago, I cannot stop thinking about him. I cannot stop thinking about Nathan Scott. No matter how I reason with myself there is nothing that I can do to stop these feelings. He's like a magnet that I've been drawn to. He's become a force that's pulled me in without a choice. I didn't ask for this. I don't want to have these feelings for him. I want to hate him but deep down I know that's not true. But as I've said he's infiltrated me in a way I never suspected. And now I can't stop staring at him.
I could feel my breathing become shallow as I continued staring at him. My body began responding as new signals alerted me to certain aches and throbs. Never in my entire life had I ever felt something like this. Granted I'm only 17 years old and never quite had a lot of experience with boys. But this… is something new entirely. My parents and my friends didn't warn me about this. Not only has my mind gone insane but I feel like I have no longer control of my body. Every time I look at him everything in me starts to rumble with excitement. My body craves him, and my mind consumes him.
No. I need to stop. Just look away before he sees you. You're going to look like an idiot if he catches you.
As the battle raged on inside me, my eyes suddenly landed below his lower abdomen. Flashes and images soon rattled my mind making my whole body tremble with a lustful desire. Immediately I looked back down at my large suitcase. I could feel my face burn with heat as I forced myself back to work.
Even though Nathan Scott has saved my life twice I still don't trust him. Despite the fact that I'm infatuated with him he's still an uncertain character in my book. I mean he's one of the superior SS officers around this place. The fact of the matter is that I don't know what type of guy he is. There are too many unanswered questions surrounding that man. Can I really rely on someone like him? And if he is someone that we can trust why work in a place like this? Why would anyone want to work in a place like this?
"Alright ladies line up!" Nathan's strong voice ordered.
Immediately all the women stopped what they were doing and lined up. I quickly sandwiched myself in between Genève and Danielle. Nathan slowly went down the aisle and inspected everyone with cautious detail. When he arrived to me my heart stopped along with my breathing. I stared straight at the back of Genève's chocolate crème neck. His eyes traveled up and down my body causing shivers.
"Lift your arms." He ordered.
I lifted my arms above my head. That's when I felt his hands slowly run down the sides of my body. My body immediately went into a whirlwind. The veins in my body exploded with shock and excitement. Flames of fire smoldered at the skin he touched. I closed my eyes as his hands reached my hips. I pinched my lips together to suppress an eager moan waiting to come out.
He's taking his time on me. Why? Why must he do this to me? Why does he have to touch me like this? I-I don't think I can't take it anymore. Oh please Lord, please let this stop before I do something I'm going to regret. Oh please… just let him go a little further do-
Immediately his hands left my body, leaving me cold and breathless.
"All clear." He stated as he moved down the line.
I quickly opened my eyes and swallowed back the lump in my throat. This man will be the death of me… Once my vitals began to stabilize Nathan moved back to the head of the line.
"Alright ladies, today is your shower day. I'm going to lead you all to the showers where you will be met with the female guards. They will explain what's going to happen and all that stuff." He spoke with monotone voice.
"Let's get moving then."
Nathan led us outside to a beautiful morning. The sun's rays' quickly absorbed into my skin as we walked through the multiple barriers.
"Is there something you're not telling us?" A voice from behind me appeared.
My eyes narrowed in confusion as I quickly glanced back. The beautiful red headed Danielle eyed me with knowing look.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I muttered as I continued moving ahead.
"You're joking right?" Danielle remarked.
"I honestly don't know what you are talking about." I replied with a bitter response.
"Oh come on girl I'm not blind. Something happened with you and Nathan right?" She asked.
"Stop it right there. You don't know what you are talking about." I murmured.
"Alright so I believe you. Nothing happened. But there definitely is no denying the sexual attraction between you two."
My eyes widened as I quickly spun around. Anger began to coil up in me as I faced Danielle with a dominating eye.
"There is nothing going on between me and that fucking monster. Nor will there ever be! Do you understand that!" I hissed.
I spun back around only to become face to face with Nathan Scott. His blue eyes tore into mine like a piercing knife. Shock filled me as I looked at him. The depths of my heart began to flame up as he stared at me. Immediately I averted my eyes away from him to the ground. My face burned with heat as we stood in silence.
"Do you have something to say?" He asked aloud with a dark tone.
I clenched my jaw and shook my head.
"That is not an answer." He replied with an edgy tone.
"No." I muttered.
"When you answer your superiors look them in the eye when they are talking to you!" he ordered with a strong voice.
Hesitantly my eyes met his once again. Surprisingly his lovely blue eyes were now dark and emotionless. I tried to study how he was feeling but his face remained stoic.
"GET BACK IN LINE!" He yelled. With that he quickly walked back up to the line. I stared after him with guilt and a new found pain in my heart.
"I guess that's a no." Danielle commented as the line started moving again.
A small group of women met us halfway through our journey. Nathan chatted with them as the women started inspecting us. After a few minutes Nathan walked away and left us with the women of the SS. The women began pushing and shoving us into a large building.
"REMOVE ALL CLOTHING!" A woman ordered.
All the women quickly started undressing from their clothing. I slowly stripped down till nothing was on. My arms wrapped around myself as the cool air nipped at my naked flesh. Goosebumps trickled down my arms as everyone finished getting undressed. The guards began handing out small dime sized bars of soap to each of us.
"ONCE YOU HAVE YOUR BAR OF SOAP HEAD INTO THE SHOWER ROOM!" a woman growled.
Once again I was pushed into another large room with one large shower head. "You will have 10 minutes." The water immediately turned on. Steam filled the room as I approached the shower head. All the women gathered underneath the one showerhead. Shoulders pressed against shoulders as the warmth of the water washed over us. My eyes followed the guards as they left the room. Genève and Danielle slowly walked over to me. With a nod of my head we broke apart from the other women.
"Have you talked to Nathan? Is he in?" Genève asked in a low whisper.
"I don't think he's planning on joining anytime soon." Danielle threw out.
"Why is that?" Genève asked.
"Let's just leave it at that." Danielle smirked.
"No offense but we need him! If you're really serious about wanting to get out of here then we need to get him on our side!" Genève hissed.
"I know. I just don't know what to do." I replied. "What am I suppose to say?"
"You'll figure it out, and you'd better do it quick." Genève responded.
"HEY!" a voice called from behind us.
The three of us turned and found four other naked women glaring at us with a deadly look. Two of the women were dark skinned. The third woman was short and bulky. The last woman was of average height yet she was the one that took dangerous to the next level. Her dark brown eyes were full of fury. With weary eyes the four of them surrounded us.
"We know something is going on. And to be honest, we don't like it one bit." The fourth lady spoke.
"We don't know what you're talking about Micia." Danielle replied with a stern tone.
"Look we know what you're doing and we can't risk losing Canada. You're putting us all at risk with your stupid little plans." Micia replied.
With that Micia pulled out a small sharp metal object from behind her back. My eyes widened as I eyed the sharp object. "YOU!" she directed at me. "This is your entire fault. What makes you think that you can come in here and start dictating what's right and wrong? You're giving false hope to these women here. But what's really sad is that you believe you can make a difference. Do you know what will happen if Krebs finds out about your little plan?"
"No one is going to find out about it." I replied.
"He will kill us and every single body that participated in your little scheme. I'm not ready to die and neither are all of these women, especially for the likes of you. I speak for the women here in Canada and we've made it this far to survive. I'm not going to just sit here and let you do this. This is the way we know how to survive." Micia responded with an edgy tone.
"You're making a big mistake." Genève replied.
The four women around us began to attack. Two women attacked Genève while another went for Danielle. Micia lunged at me with the sharp object. I quickly dodged her attack and fell to the floor. My legs began scooting my body across the wet floor as Micia followed in pursuit. To the left of me I could see Danielle and Genève in the midst of their fight. Panic coursed through me as I quickly stood up on my feet. I could feel my adrenaline begin to pump through my veins.
"Don't make this any harder than it has to be." Micia growled.
Her arm swung at my face, missing it by nearly an inch.
Shit what do I do? What do I do? WHAT DO I DO? What would Nathan do?
At the thought of Nathan his voice popped into my head.
Nathan: Dodge to the left now.
My body automatically anticipated her next move easily.
Nathan: Swing your elbow into her side. Once she drops the weapon hit her square in the face.
I quickly jabbed my elbow into Micia's side. She dropped the metal object to the floor. Her eyes widened as I slammed my fist into her face. An explosion of pain coursed through my hand. Micia fell to the floor as blood trickled down her nose.
Nathan: Grab the metal object
My hands quickly lunged for the metal object. At this time Micia rose to her feet with a vengeance. "YOU BITCH!" My hands began shaking as Micia ran at me once again.
Nathan: Jab the object into her
No…. I can't do this.
Nathan: If you don't do this, you will die.
A huge force hit my stomach as my body hit the ground. Micia grasped my throat into her hands. The tips of her fingernails began to claw into my neck. I closed my eyes at the stinging pain in my neck. The air around me began getting thinner as she continued choking me. My vision began to blur as she applied more pressure. I tried gasping for air but I couldn't.
Nathan: JAB IT INTO HER NOW
FINE!
With all the energy I had left I quickly shoved the metal piece into her side. Immediately the pressure on my throat subsided. I could feel the warmth of her blood as it oozed down my hands. Her eyes widened as she looked down at where I stabbed her. A low grunt erupted from her mouth as she fell off of me. I gasped for air as my hands rubbed at my throat. Danielle and Genève quickly ran over to me.
"Come on Brooke get up, we've got to go." Danielle spoke. Both the girl quickly lifted me up to my feet.
"Drop the weapon." Genève whispered.
My hands automatically dropped the weapon. Numbness coursed through my body as I glanced back at Micia. She laid motionless on the floor. A puddle of blood had spread across the wet floor mixing with the water. Danielle quickly began washing all the blood off of me.
"The guards are coming." Genève stated.
"Were good." Danielle nodded.
The guards quickly walked in and began shoving all the girls back into the dressing room.
"Whatever you do, don't say anything." Genève whispered into my ear.
"I killed someone." I murmured.
"You had no choice." Danielle whispered.
"CLOTHES ON!" A guard ordered.
Genève helped me get my clothes back on. The guards began taking count of all of us. "Were missing four" a guard called out.
"Check the shower room." The main guard shouted.
Within a few minutes the guard returned. "The girls are dead."
"Fine whatever. Get Krebs in here to take care of it. LINE UP!"
Everything in me began shutting off. I felt as if I were a robot just going with the motions. The only thought that ran through my head was that I killed someone. I killed a girl, a Jewish girl like me.
Later that night….
Images and flashes of Micia's death flooded into my head. I could see the blood all over my hands. I could still remember the look she gave me right after I plunged the metal object into her. Then the image of her body falling towards the ground flashed into my mind. I tried not thinking about it, but I can't get the images out of my mind. I've killed someone. I've murdered someone's daughter, sister, or friend. I've taken someone's life. What have I done? It seems like the more I try to get out of this place the more I keep changing into someone I don't want to be. I've become what I've always feared. A monster. Is all of this really worth the cost of getting out of this place? More people are going to die because of me. Can I risk putting their lives up like that?
My eyes remained on the suitcase at hand as I mindlessly shuffled through it. The suitcase was mostly filled with clothes and little jewelry. I could've cared less about the fucking suitcase but I had to keep myself distracted. I continued to force myself to concentrate on only the task at hand.
"BROOKE!" a voice pulled me from my world.
I glanced up to find Nathan staring at me. Looking around I noticed all the girls were gone. I guess I hadn't heard him say we could stop for the night. My eyes slowly drifted back to Nathan as he slowly walked over to me.
"Are you alright?" He asked in a monotone voice.
"I'm fine." I muttered as I began heading towards the sleeping quarters. But before I could make it halfway a hand at my arm stopped me in my tracks. I looked back to see his hand on my arm. I could feel my face begin to burn as he spun me around. His brick like face slowly began to break down with concern. His blue eyes that were once cold from the morning were now full of warmth and worry.
"What happened today?" He asked in a soft voice.
What is he doing? Why is he so concerned about me? The only time he's ever shown how he felt was when he saved me from that fucking basterd.
"Nothing. No need to worry about it." I replied.
"Don't do that." Nathan responded with a bitter tone.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I retorted. With that I headed back for the sleeping quarters. Once again I was blocked by Nathan. His broad shoulders towered above me as he crossed his arms over his toned chest.
"Why can't you just talk to me?" he asked.
"Are you serious?" I questioned him with glaring eyes.
"I'm just trying to help you." He stated.
"I don't need your help. In fact why don't you just stay the hell away from me from now on. Just leave me alone." I huffed out. I tried shuffling my way past him but he wouldn't budge. Instead he grabbed a hold of my arms and quickly pressed me up against the wall. His body pinned me against the wall as his blue eyes bore into mine. My heart quickly sped up as heat enveloped my body. I could feel his chest quickly rising and falling, matching my own breathing. His warm breath caressed my face with a gentle kiss. His face was only inches away from me.
Then his voice appeared into my left ear.
"I know what you've done. I can see it written all over your face. I can see it in your eyes. I know because I live it every day. It haunts you everywhere that you look. But the worst part is when it keeps you awake at night. The faces never go away. The nightmares become reality….
I could feel warm tears slide down the sides of my face as I continued listening to him.
"And it feels as if a part of you has died. You feel like a cold careless creature, alone and desperate. The undeniable truth is that you are just like any other despicable animal."
"No…. please don't say that." I whimpered out.
"No matter what you're thinking, you can't change what you are. All you can do is move forward. I know you think that if you tried to go back to who you used to be then everything will be alright, but life doesn't work that way. You will never be the same anymore. Now you have to learn to live this life. Don't let your fire die out because it's the only part of you that's left. You are not alone Brooke. I'm here whether you want me or not. I will be here for you. You are not alone in this. You are a strong woman Brooke. You are fighting for survival. There is nothing more important now than to fight."
"I've killed someone Nathan. How am I supposed to live with that? I should have died! I'm the one that should be dead." I sputtered out.
"You did what you had to do."
"No. There were other options." I cried out.
"No there weren't. The sooner that you accept that, the easier your life will be." He responded.
More tears fell down my face as he slowly released my arms. I closed my eyes as I pictured Micia's face. But just as quickly I opened my eyes and looked back at the man in front of me. No matter how much I wanted to hate him my heart wouldn't let me. He's right. He is always right. Now I understand what it's like to be him. Sometimes we have to do what is necessary to survive. We are all capable of anything. We are humans that can turn into malicious savages within the blink of an eye. I slowly wiped the tears from my face. Nathan watched every move I made. After I composed myself our eyes met again. In that moment I could see something in his eyes. Something I'd never seen before. It looked like hope. A newfound strength began to swell up in my chest.
"Were getting out of this fucking place and were taking everyone with us. I want you on our side. Are you with us?" I asked.
His blue eyes lit up with fire. With that look I already knew what his answer was.
"I am with you till death." He replied.
I could feel a small smile form across my face. And then one of the most amazing things happened. He smiled back.