Nikki's Story by A M Martin

Author:A M Martin [Martin, A M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

14

I leave all three of them in the middle of the room staring after me as I go through the door to 'their love shack'.

I scan the shelves with the flashlight, I grab what I was after and head back out of the small room. My heart pounding too fast to be considered normal.

Tony's asinine laugh follows the click of the door closing behind me.

“You’re crazy Nikki.”

“Maybe I am,” I reply as I walk towards the three of them standing by mine and Tara's packs.

When they finally see what I have clutched in my hands, Tony laughs again and Tara's eyes go wide.

“Maybe she's not crazy Tony,” Vanessa's says in a quiet tone that stops his laugh.

“Wait. What?” He asks, looking confused.

Picking up the pack I made sure everything was zipped up and start strapping it on, listening to the two of them.

“The greys are here,” Vanessa gasps. “I just turned twenty. They'll take me.”

“What, no. You’re with me. They can't take you. That's not the deal,” Tony shouts.

I look at Tara just standing there and snap my fingers. She looks at me and I point to her pack. She scrambles for it, never looking away from Tony and Vanessa. Her mouth was gaping wide, eyes flickering between the two.

“I'm the only female within the age range.” Vanessa whispers, her hands clutched at her chest.

Tony's face grew pale. “No. They can have Nikki.” He says, pointing a finger my way. His face is red with frustration or fear. Who knows when it comes to him?

I snort. Like I'd let that happen, maybe over my dead body, but I’d put up one hell of a fight.

“But I thought it was an honor to be chosen. Why are you so afraid?” Tara asks, tears shining on her cheeks.

“They lie to the younger kids Tara. How can you not know this?” Tony snaps out, pulling at his short blond hair.

Now that my pack is on, I slide the metal baseball bat, I took from the storage room in-between my lower back and the pack. I tighten up the straps. I don't want the ball bat to fall out.

“You know Josie?” Vanessa asks quietly.

“Loon Josie?” I say making sure she's talking about the same person I'm thinking of.

She turns away from Tony and snaps at me, “She is not a loon. She's traumatized.”

“Ain’t we all.” I mumble.

"What. Why?" Tara gasps.

Does she even know what traumatized means?

“She was one of the honored ones,” Vanessa says darkly, doing air quotes.

I hook the bow and arrows on the hooks hanging off the pack. I clip them on several different places. I'll have to come up with something different when I can. At the moment I just want miles of trees to be between me and this damn place.

“How long?” I ask.

“She was there for two years. The only one who ever came back and she doesn't talk about it.”

“She doesn't talk at all. She just looks at the sun all day.” I reply.

“Who knows what happened to her to make her that way.

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