Innocence

Chapter 3

"Tell where the diaries are," demanded the women. I decided to play innocent.

"What diaries," I asked putting on my most innocent face. She takes a deep breath and looks at me with a sly grin.

"The hard way it is," she smirks. "Javier." She nods at the man who was just crouching next to me now standing in the corner. He nods and walks up to me and grabs my hair and pulls me off the ground. He punches me and I'm out, cold.

The next day I open my eyes I'm strapped in a chair. I look up and see needles, hospital gear, cameras, and TVs surrounding me.

"Finally, you're up," said the women sitting in the corner. She was very beautiful, I never noticed that about her. She also had a slight French accent.

She nods as one of the cameras and suddenly the TV switches on.

"Thank you for joining us today on the Illea report. I'm Gravil your host. Today I would like to talk to King Maxon about the recent rebel attack. Your Majesty?"

"Yes Gravil, the attack killed 15 of our soldiers and 6 of our maids. The families will receive their belongings and some money along with however else they need help. And also, Queen America was captured... And she is now dead."

Maxon's eyes were hollow. He was very skinny. His skin was pale and he didn't smile anymore. He looked like a zombie. Come on Maxon, you have to be strong for me. I pleaded in my head, Hoping he could hear.

Maxon walked off the screen without another word. I looked down tears in my eyes. But I couldn't let them see my tears. I will not be weak.

"Well that was easy, I didn't even need the diaries," the woman murmured to herself. She then turns to look at with an evil glint in her eyes. "Javier," she called. "Finish the job." Just as she struts out of the room, with a grin on her face, Javier comes in. He opens the drawer and takes out something. Something I hoped I would never see again.