Chapter 0328
"You're lying." Every part of me felt that this was a trick, but then why was I still here. Why hadn't I left the very moment she said she asked if I was a Wolf or Lycan?
"If I'm lying Blair, how do you think I'm still alive? I recognised the gown the moment I saw it." She turns around to a closet and pulls a dusty box from the top shelf. Inside was an identical gown to the one I had to wear at the prison. "The only difference from what I can see, is I had to wear a stupid band because I had an allergic reaction to painkillers. Turns out when you take away our ability to heal. You learn what kind of things don't work for you."
Sammie passes it to me. Clearly stated on the band is her name and allergy type.
"And here." She passes me an empty drip bag. "I thought this was the end too. I thought, here we go, I have run out of time. I sat in that very corner and watched as the last few droplets disappeared into my arm. The pain was unlike anything I have ever felt. And I get that's why you think you are dying, but you will come out the otherside."
"I will get my abilities back?"
She sighs "No. I assume he told you the same as me. That whatever is in this bag takes it away and at the same time, you can't live without it."
I nod
"It's funny what our brains will believe when we think we have hit rock bottom."
"Why don't we get our abilities back?"
"Because that bad is not what took them away. Cooper did the moment he first drugged you."
"He's never found you out here?"
"The thing with making us Human, we lose our Lycan or wolf scent. We smell like every other human to them. But you do need to stay away from familiar places. He will check them and he will have others check them.”
I frown. My mother, stepfather and siblings should be at Black Shadow, but I'm not even sure how long ago it was that I saw them. And I had mentioned Neah to Cooper. Would he go there to find me? Especially if he knew she was the Lycan Alpha.
"You have to say goodbye to your old life, Blair"
She leads me back downstairs and through to the large kitchen. She holds out her hand and glances at the drip bag.
"I'm not sure this is a good thing."
"Would you rather wait until it ran out?" Sammie asks softly.
"I would rather find a Witch to help me."
She shakes her head. "And how do you propose to do that?"This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .
"I can track....." I trail off. I couldn't track scents anymore.
"I know it's a lot to take in. If you are not ready, we can try later."
I nod at her and she gestures to the small kitchen table. "Let me make you a sandwich."
She bustles about the kitchen as I sit quietly, weighing up my options. She sets a sandwich down in front of me with a glass of orange juice. "How did you get away?" I ask quietly
“A nurse was taking me for my routine shower. I just remember looking at that little bar of soap and thinking this is it. I had to do
something or I would never get away. So I shoved it down her throat and drove my thumbs through her eyes when she was choking. You see, there were no cameras in the bathroom. A perfect place to kill someone. I climbed out the window."
"There are bars on the window now." I mutter, spent every single day searching without moving from the shower. My eyes went over every nook and cranny, but there was nothing.
"I figured as much."
"You never went back, to help the others?"
Her face falls and her grey eyes become watery. "I believe the others were killed because I escaped. How did you escape?"
I frown, "Would you believe me if I
told you the doors just opened. I thought they were bolted but it
seems they were on a timer too.
Every single door was open and
almost everyone escaped. But that can't be right...." I look at the @rip bag, "I saw them dead in the hallways. They had taken out the drips."
“And they would only be down long enough for them to be captured. Not dead." Sammie tells me.
"Why are you helping me? Why are you giving me food and offering me somewhere to stay? You said it yourself, I must have been trouble?"
“Like I said. I was you once. And I wish that I had someone to tell me that this isn't the end.”