Creators (Entangled Teen) by Truitt Tiffany

Author:Truitt, Tiffany [Truitt, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: dystopia, Shatter Me, teen romance, YA romance, Tahereh Mafi, forbidden love, Veronica Roth, Divergent
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-04-27T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

I stalked past the many victims of my father’s actions. I ignored the countless protests that Henry hurled at me from behind. He had to have known they wouldn’t have stopped me. Once I had recovered from the shock of finding out that my father had kidnapped a creator, the creator who had been talked about for years, more bogeyman than man, more legend than human, I wasted no time in hunting him down. We needed to talk.

One of the last things Sharon had told me was to talk to my father, and it wasn’t too late to listen to her. He had to answer for her death.

He had to answer for a lot of things.

And then there was the other reason I sought him out—I wanted to see the man responsible for hurting and nearly destroying everyone I ever cared about—natural and chosen one alike. My father had held one of the creators in the community for weeks. A man who possessed the answers to so many questions, including questions about Louisa, had been so close. When I thought about it, and the fact that my father kept it from me, knowing how I worried for her, I could rip his head off.

I had been so stupid for placing even the smallest bit of trust in him.

I had pried from Henry where my father had set up camp. Not that it took much to figure it out. I just needed to follow the line of mindless soldiers who held their guns like compasses.

My father stood amidst his army, and I pushed through them without any attempt at civility. Upon seeing me, my father nodded. “Would you all mind giving me and my daughter a few moments?” he asked the men and women who helped him wipe out the community. It may have been the council’s chosen ones who initiated the event, but it was my father’s bombs that killed Sharon.

Bombs had been a staple of the resistance during its early stages. My father’s letters had mentioned how desperate men and women strapped makeshift, dodgy explosives to their children in some horrific symbol of their anger at the many failures of their government. It made me sick even now to think of it.

Were there any limits to the things people would do?

Neither side seemed to care much about collateral damage.

The men and women mumbled to each other as they went off and busied themselves with the next steps of my father’s master plan. “How’s the head?” he asked casually, like he was talking about the weather.

“Compared to most, I’m just dandy,” I replied bitterly.

With a groan, the first sign of his age I had seen or heard since he placed himself back into my life, my father sat down on the ground. “Yeah, I heard you lost some people. I’m sorry about that.” He pulled his rifle into his lap and began to clean it.

I balled up my fists. “That’s all you have to say? You’re sorry?”

My father wrinkled his forehead.

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