'Where are we going?'
'You'll find out soon miss'
This was the third time I'd asked and received the same reply. It was frustrating.
I saw the guy who calls himself Bob watch me from the car mirror, my hands and legs were shaking.
'You've got to be kidding me' I murmured as Bob pulled into the staff parking of Q18, the biggest quarantine facility in the whole country.
It was where half the country's patients of the disease were, nobody even wandered close to this building.
Hell, nobody even lived here anymore.
While I was lost in my thoughts, Bob had already opened the door and was waiting for me.
I didn't want to go in there, I didn't want to see that place again.
Not after it killed my mom. Never.
-x-
'Listen miss, you need to go inside'
'You're leaving me with no choice but to call her up'
This had been going on for half an hour, I didn't want to go in there and publicly break down.
I knew I wasn't prepared.
'Vanessa, listen' The familiar voice made me jump.
'Val, I just - I can't........' I cried shaking my head.
'I know it's hard but you have to, okay?'
'Why do I need to go there though ?, inside an isolation facility?' I retorted.
She huffed, 'You'll find out once you step in.'
Yeah, that was pretty convincing.
'For mom, please, she would be so proud' She begged, I knew it was hard for her to say that.
I stared at the seat belt I'd been clinging to the whole time and then back at the phone.
My hands were shaking and my face sweaty, I pitied myself on being such a disappointment.
People say though the only way to move on is to get closure and this could be mine.
'I'll go'
For mom because she'd be proud.
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The Strings Between Us
Teen FictionHow do you choose? Between breaking your sister's heart by refusing to help? Or breaking yours by agreeing to? Life comes around in a circle, people often say. What you most try to avoid is thrown straight on your face. Vanessa's life is close to a...
