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Blair was sitting with Nicoli on his bed when I got back. It caught me off guard and I nearly screamed. I definitely didn't to bring this to James' attention. The last thing any of us wanted was more attention brought on ourselves. We had to keep up the impression that everything was fine and we were fine and the medicine was working as it was supposed to.

They looked mad and I had a feeling they were going to yell at me for something. Yet I wasn't quite sure why.

"Have a seat." Nicoli said flatly.

I sat on my bed, at the end close to them. "What's going on?"

"Who's side are you on?" He asked bluntly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Blair heard you talking about us. You were telling James everything that's been going on in here."

I turned my gaze to her and narrowed my eyes. "Clearly you didn't hear correctly. I didn't tell him what we've been talking about."

"They're going to keep a closer eye on the two of us now."

"Why is that such a big deal? They just injected Blair and you've been faking it this whole time-"

"They just injected her and here she is. It doesn't do a damn bit of good." He was right. She was back to her normal self like he'd said. Clearly, the medicine was no longer working. Why didn't the doctors catch onto it by now?

"Mine's worn off so I-"

"How do we know we can trust you? What if you're lying to us to get information? It was just the two of us since Blair came and all of a sudden we get a new roommate? It doesn't add up."

I pushed my hair aside and showed them the incision that the doctors had made just hours before. They poked me with needles and ran several x-ray exams to see if I was doing alright. I thought it was excessive but they wanted to be sure. Everything came up fine which meant that their machines and tests weren't working.

"They did this to me to make sure I was telling them the truth. I don't know how to get you to trust me. I don't even know who I can trust. I don't know anything and so many people are telling me so many different things. It's so overwhelming and I feel lost and scared and..."

Blair was at my side then, hugging me to her chest. I hadn't realized how emotional I was getting, how much this affected me. The thought of them not being able to trust me, of people I thought of as friends not trusting me, made me sick to my stomach.

"We have to get out of here."

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