Chapter 5

A different woman came to take me to my room.

“Where’s Deloris?”

“She felt ill.” The woman murmured not meeting my eyes.

“Don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you I forget how to use my ability I haven’t used it in sixteen years.” I reassured her. She visibly relaxed but looked surprised. Not saying anything she took me to my room and nodded. After I went in I heard the lock shut and her quiet footsteps fade away. I was bewildered by the news just now letting it sink into my brain. So my dad is dead and my mom is around here somewhere. I wonder what she looks like now? Does she miss me? Is she watching me now? I looked around for any signs of cameras. Finding none I started to look around. I had my own bathroom, a single bed, and a tiny closet. I tiredly stumbled to my bed. I lay there looking at the white walls. I’m going to ask to paint my room. As I sat there thinking about what color I’d paint it I fell asleep.

 

I woke up to my stomach growling. A faint laughter sounded from somewhere near the corner of the room. I sat up groggily, in the corner sat Joel.

 

“Joel!” I didn’t have any other words to say.

“I was going to wake you but you look so peaceful when you sleep that I felt like I was back in the prison cell.”

"Oh, well..."I stammered still surprised.

 

"Do you want to go get breakfast?" My stomach answered him. He chuckled.

"Alright then.”