Woah, two updates in one day. nI must be really bored.
Only joking, this is a shorter chapter and consists of the two people speaking at the end of last chapter.
Lot's of you have been guessing so maybe this will either confirm or change your thoughts.
It's kinda hard to tell with just the last chapter, but maybe this makes it more obvious.
Or you know, not. It might make next chapter even more shocking. Haha, yeah right.
Enjoy!
Unknown's POV
There was a sharp pain in my head as I snapped awake, slamming my head on the top of my cage.
"Hello Miss. Annoying."
I thought I told you to be up early.
"And you thought I'd listen to you. How sweet."
Shut up.
"So, any news? Am I getting out of this dump?"
Actually yes.
"..."
I read Jeb's thoughts. It's happening today.
Crap, this could not happen today. I was so not ready.
Are you going to answer, or do I have to dig deeper?
"Please, you couldn't even handle Max's mind and you think you can handle mine?"
Who said I couldn't handle it?
"The same person who is constantly spitting lies out of her mouth."
Yeah, using my mouth isn't really my thing.
"It's hard to tell, since I still have your stupid voice in my head."
Cue another sharp pain.
Why don't I kill you now and you can forget about it all?
"No thanks. When I die, it'll be on my terms."
I wouldn't be so sure about that
"Just who do you think your talking to?"
No one, because my lips aren't moving. If you mean who's thoughts I'm invading it would be the stupid emo kid who thinks he has power over me.
"Yeah, that's me. The overly emotional kid with black hair. If you think all emo's have black hair, I'm pretty sure plenty of my ancestors would have something to say."
Yeah sure, whatever. Be ready.
"Maybe today's not the best day."
Awe, feeling a little concerned, or is it that you actually care about these pieces of dirt?
"...Not at all."
Too bad the future is more important than the past. Keep looking forward you know?
"Is that why your so obsessed with revenge?"
It's not revenge. I have a job to do, and I'm not leaving until I finish my business.
"You have no idea how contradicting you sound."
Shut up or maybe I'll tell Jeb your having second thoughts.
"..."
Glad we have an understanding.
"Get the fuck out of my head."
Didn't I warn you? That isn't going to happen.
"Oh, I think it is."
I would reconsider. Your stuck with me now. And there's nothing you can do about it. Your on this path, and now you have a job to do. So you better go through with it before I reveal everything you've said to me, all your intentions. We'll see if the stupid flock takes you back then.
"Showing some bitterness? Just jealous Max makes a better leader than you?"
...
"No offense kid, but you're eight, like Caige. Kids with power are crazy, but even he would have less corrupted thoughts than you. And to be blunt, you are the most insanely persistent, hard-headed, stubborn, grudge holding person I've ever met."
Cue, more sharp pain.
Take a look in a mirror. Are you forgetting what you're about to do? And all because the oh-so important leader couldn't see that things you're going through. I get it, she's a selfish person who doesn't notice the pain going on around her. How am I supposed to live when I can hear the thoughts of every person around me. Feel their pain, see the horrible things they do. I'm like you. I know more than she does, and she's never going to do anything to help you.
"Shut your mouth. I'm nothing like you. I'm doing this because it's right. I don't like where the situation is heading, so guess what? I'm going to change it. And if I were you, I'd hold your tongue around me. Don't forget, I can practically decide whether your in the future or not. And right now, you're skating on thin ice."
Think it to someone cares. I don't care if I don't have a future, but I am never going back. Not to her, not to Gazzy, not to any of them, because their so hung up on Max that they don't see the world around them. And neither do you, it's like your completely hypnotized when you're around her.
"Because she's an extraordinary person. She's accomplished things, and she cares about me. And I care about her. And after today, if you think I'm going to sit around and watch you insult her, you can guess again."
I wouldn't worry about that. She doesn't concern me anymore. But just so you know, after this, you'll never see her smile or see her so vulnerable ever again. The only things coming your way are scowls of disgust and loathing. So tell her everything your thinking in one go, before her mind closes off again and all she hears when she looks at you is how much she'd love to rip you apart.
"Thanks for that. I'll be sure to write it down in my "goodbye flock" speech."
Whatever. It's time.
Great it was time, and I was terrified. But I was doing what was right. My thoughts were repeating over and over in my head like a pre-written script. I hated them, I hated her. I needed to get away. And I didn't care how I did it. No one was dying anytime soon. At least no one I cared about. And trust me when I say it isn't a very big number.