Kidnapped

Chapter 40

"Time to go outside again." The guard says the next day. My wrist is better again, there is only a healing scar remaining. They did have to stitch it up but apparently the Commission has something that makes wounds heal faster.

The same guard that brought me to the hospital brings me to the courtyard.

My eyes fall upon the one agent that's guarding everyone here. One guard against so many prisoners. These prisoners could be free in no time if they just tried.

"Dumb." I mumble to myself. My eyes fall upon the door that leads to the bathroom. I haven't been there yet but I know this place. I did my research while I was in the umbrella academy. I know things now.

I pretend to go to the bathroom and lock the door. I stand on the toilet and look up at the ceiling.

Never would I have thought that Mr. Hargreeves had a book about the commission. And then a book about every secret tunnel. It made me curious and I read it multiple times. I would've asked Mr. Hargreeves more but I knew that I couldn't go further into it.

This is a tunnel that basically every prisoner can find, still none appeared to have used it.

I open the tunnel and shove it to the side. I know very well that this secret passageway will bring me to the handler's office and that's exactly where I need to be right now.

I pull my body through the hole and close the opening behind me.

Nobody notices me, a prisoner, walking in the hallway and I'm glad they don't. I'd have to put up a fight if they did and I would have to explain how I got here. Which I wouldn't do.

"Come in." an annoyed voice is heard after I knock. Her annoyance surprises me but I couldn't care less.

Her eyes wide immediately when she sees me walking in. I'm a 100 percent sure that she never expected me to walk into her office. After all, I'm supposed to be locked up.

"How did you get here?" She says, standing up.

"Don't worry, I won't escape just yet." I sit down in front of her

She rolls her eyes, which I expected her to do. She seems to believe me and I'm glad because I'm telling the truth. I didn't come here to tell her that I'm escaping. No, I came here to get answers.

Answers that I've been waiting on for weeks and I finally have the guts and strength to ask her.

"Why did you come here? Why didn't you just run? You could've been free." The handler says, but nothing is new to me. I planned this. I know that I could've chosen freedom above answers but I didn't.

"I need answers. I won't wait any longer." I tell her.

Her eyes fall upon my bandage and a worried expression takes over her face.

"What the hell is that?" She asks me, trying to grab my hand to get a better look at the wound but I flinch away just in time.

"Irrelevant." I angrily answer "Now tell me about Five. How is he?"

A sigh escapes her lips, telling me that she's sick about my worrying about Five. I can't blame her but I need to know that he's alright and that he is indeed thinking that I am no longer alive.

"You don't want to hear it. You should go back to the courtyard." She says, making no eye contact.

"I actually really want to hear it. Tell me." I demand her. I won't wait any longer. Plus, I don't need powers to attack someone and it won't take much for my anger to explode.

"You're going to be sad and you're going to cry in a corner of your cell just like you did in the start when you just got locked up." She says, now looking straight at me.

"Probably but that doesn't change my mind. Tell me." I demand her again. I need to get my answers.

I might fall back in the dark place but I don't think that I will ever get out of it. I've gotten familiar with the dark feelings and thoughts.

"After he had to leave you, he traveled back in time. He still looks very young but he.." She hesitates.

"Go on.."

"Let me say this first.. Time doesn't work here, at the Commission, as it does in other places. Time goes slower. For you it has been a month but for him it has been years." She explains, making me frown.

I suppose that I could've expected something like this but this doesn't give me the answers I want so I stay quiet, gesturing for her to continue.

"Number Five fell in love again after several years." She lets it out and my lips part.

"He fell in love again?" I ask her. It's incredibly weird that these words leave my mouth. How is this possible? How did he do such thing? Was it that easy?

"He did. He has a girlfriend." She sighs, looking down "Look, I'm sorry."

"You should be!" I raise my voice at her. This is her fault. She ripped Five and me apart. She did that several times and it appears that her plan finally worked.

She succeeded and she should be proud. Why doesn't she look proud? Why is there guilt in her eyes?

"I feel awful for it." She apologizes but at this point, I have no idea if she means it or not.

"I suppose that I should go back to the courtyard." My voice fails me but I don't care "He's happy. Then I am happy."

Why did I just say that? I don't mean that shit. I just got broken again and I never thought that that was possible after getting broken so many times.

I am everything but happy. I am feeling awful and my heart hurts. A part of it will always need Five but it won't ever get what it wants. He has another love.

I did so much for him and for our love. I accepted that he thought that I am dead but I never would've thought that he'd move on this quickly. Years, yes, but for me it had just been a month.

My stupid and foolish me gave up everything for him, including my freedom and he decides to fall in love with someone else. He decides to forget about me.