Chapter Twenty Four: (Confessions)A Chapter by Tabitha tChapter: 24(Confessions) After making a quick pit stop at my room to hurriedly, change out of my dress and into a pair of kaki pants, a clean black tee shirt, and a pair of boots. Yes, “Wait, “Mom and Dad said not to tell anyone about them and their plan.” I whispered to him. “That probably means “I highly doubt that they would care if he came with us. He is family.” He shrugged. “Besides, we don’t even know where this mine is. We can’t do this without him Maddy.” He said seriously. I sighed and looked down as he quickly rapped on the hard wooden door. Within a few moments, we heard a shuffling around inside the room before the door was flung open. He grabbed a white t-shirt off of his floor and quickly threw it on, as he glanced my way. “What’s wrong?” He asked as soon as he had pulled the shirt over his head. “It’s our parents! They are back!” I practically screamed hysterically in his face. My heart was hammering a mile a minute. I felt like I was going to pass out I was so excited. “Whoa whoa whoa.” “Something doesn’t feel right.” He said tightly. His voice strained. “What did they mean the Guild isn’t safe?” He asked Addison who was standing in the middle of the room by “Why wouldn’t they let you see them?” He asked out loud to no one in particular. “Why do they want to meet you at the old abandoned mine?” He looked out the window nearest to him. It faced over the courtyard. Even though darkness had taken over the moon was high and gently illuminated the grounds. “Well, I don’t think we have a choice but to go.” He said resolutely as he turned back towards us. “I see this going two ways.” He said confidently. “Either they have gotten away from Zavion and have been hiding out and are planning on seeking shelter from him somewhere besides the Guild and really do have reasons for not trusting the Guild or Zavion has forced them into making you two come meet them and it’s a trap.” He took a deep breath. “How could that possibly be a good thing?” “Well,” No one said anything for a long tense minute. All I cared about was getting my parents back. Going home and never worrying about this war. I didn’t want to be involved in any of this. That was the Guild’s problem and as far as I was still aware, I was not even a real member of the Guild, but my parents needed me and I would do what I had to. I jumped off the edge of the bed and squared my shoulders as I looked at both of the boys. “So, what’s the plan?” I asked as confidently as I could despite my stomach doing flips and feeling like I had swallowed a fistful of worms. “First thing we need to do is be ready.” “We need to get some weapons and some gear.” He whispered as he glanced around a dark corner before creeping down the hallway. “Where are we going to get that kind of stuff?” “Dude, have you looked around? We are surrounded by weapons. This place is basically an armory. We are in the middle of a war remember?” He rolled his eyes and began to move again, making sure to keep his body in the shadows. “Yeah, but don’t they keep that stuff locked up somewhere so not just anyone can get a hold of it?” “Yeah that’s why we are going to get the key.” “Where are we going to get a key?” I asked as I walked a bit faster to try to keep up with them. I could hear my feet snapping against the marble stone floors. The sound seemed to echo its way through the silence. “From Nicholas of course,” “Why would Nicholas have a key?” I asked looking at “What’s going on?” Nicholas asked looking at the three of us as “Remember when we got here you had to leave for that hike?” He began quickly his voice tired sounding. “Yeah, sure?” Nicholas shrugged. “They said it was because someone had snuck into the Adults wing.” He looked from “Sit down man.” As I listened to Jackson, hasty explanations I began to think about how wonderful the evening felt just a while ago as I was in the Heart of the Guild with Nicholas. I mentally wished I had told him the truth then. As the story was being told I noticed that Nicholas’s green eyes which normally shimmered had turned dark with worry. “We need to get into the weapons room. We need to go to the Mine and see for ourselves” “This doesn’t feel right to me.” Nicholas spoke in an undertone. He swept a strong hand through his thick hair and looked at the three of us. “Zavion is back out of hiding and the Guild isn’t doing anything about it? Something isn’t adding up I just can’t figure out what.” His eyes drifted almost involuntarily to mine and held them there. “The fact is though no matter how much I wish we could just go to Sawaya and let him know about this, we can’t. If your parent’s accusations are right and the Guild isn’t safe then we are just going to have to deal with this on our own. I don’t want anything happening to you.” He shook his head slowly and looked over at Jackson and Addison who were still grounded in front of the door looking like wound up springs ready to spring apart. “I also know that there is nothing I can do or say to stop you from leaving. I might as well help you be prepared.” He spoke reverently. “Thank you,” He crowed. “We couldn’t do this without you.” As I stood there, watching this display of bravado I couldn’t help but to feel as though we were quickly catapulting into something great. Greater then ourselves. Visions of the dream I had on my first night within the Guild flashed before my eyes. I saw the feral look within my mother’s eyes and the blood that coated the floor. Uneasiness settled on my shoulders. Either way something bad was about to happen tonight. I knew that for a fact. Whether our enemies were Zavion or the Guild, this was going to be the biggest thing I had ever had to face in my life. At least very soon I would figure out which side we were on. © 2012 Tabitha t |
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Added on November 18, 2012 Last Updated on November 18, 2012 AuthorTabitha tPigeon Forge, TNAboutI am 21. I am in a commited lesbian relationship. I am a novelist. still struggling. (obviously) The novel I am working on completing right now is totally consuming my tie and I love every minute .. more..Writing
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