Lost Love || Book 1 || Sylus x Reader || LADS Fanfiction

67. Examination

I push myself to keep trying, but hours go by, and the orange remains unmoved, a constant reminder of my failure. The sterile room seems to close in on me, the silence making my frustration deafening. I bite back a wave of humiliation and disappointment, the smell of orange in my nose. The only effect this test has on me is probably that I will never ever have a craving for oranges in my life again.

"Ok, that's enough." Suddenly, Dr. Bitch ends the trial with a dissatisfied sigh.

She approaches me to sit on the table, peeling the orange while she studies my features. "Did you notice any changes in your psychic abilities? Something out of the ordinary in the last couple month?" She looks at me as if she expects me to grow a second head out of my neck at any second, as she leads a piece of orange to her mouth.

The intense smell of the orange stings in my nose and I am getting sick of the scent. My stomach clenches in discomfort.

"No?" My voice is a little shaky and sounds wary and skeptical. Her green eyes turn cold again, and she grimaces unsatisfied.

Suddenly, the conversation takes an even more awkward direction. "How are things going with... Sylus? I noticed that you two are pretty close." I can't stop my cheeks from getting warm as she mentions my relationship with Sylus. No way I am ever discussing my feelings for Sylus with her. My expression goes blank. "Not really. He is an idiot and it's not like I have any choice."

The smell of orange waves out of her mouth as she leans in as if to share a secret between besties. My stomach turns upside down. "Don't be shy, girly. I noticed how you look at him if he's not paying attention. And I observed that he does the same thing, when you are not aware." My eyes widen in surprise, but I refuse to comment on this. It's clearly not her business.

With a knowing smile, she withdraws slightly, pondering for a while, chewing on another piece of orange, before she speaks again. "I guess we must take your training to the next level. You can go for now."

After hours of tests and questions, humiliation and embarrassment, I am finally released. I am free to go where I want to go, which basically means back to the trainings hall or back to our room, besides the labyrinth of corridors of the facility.

After that intense scene in the trainings hall, I am not eager to go back to continue my training in case I encounter Sylus again. So, I chose to return to my room earlier today than usual in the last couple months.

In the past time until now, I concentrated on becoming stronger and stronger, replacing the aching void in my body caused by heartbreak with extreme exhaustion and pain of intense training. And that strategy worked for quite some time.

I hesitate for a moment, before I step inside our room. The last months I prevented being here at daytime because I wanted to avoid Sylus at any costs besides our training sessions, and he played along until today.

As I enter our room, I sigh in relief as I notice that Sylus is nowhere to be seen. But as I inhale, I notice immediately that the room smells a lot like him, probably because he spent a lot of time here alone in the meantime, doing whatever. My gaze swifts to his bed. Yeah, there is no way I am going to crawl under those sheets again. I am not that stupid.

I notice that his sheets are neatly done. Of course. Sylus is such a control and order freak. He was from the very beginning. On the bed table is a stack with several books about programming, robotics, material arts and other topics, his earphones on top. He is also a total nerd.

I go over to his bed, disordering his sheets and knocking over the stacks of books causing them to create beautiful chaos. I grin in satisfaction of my little revenge.