FELIXS POV:
honestly im ready to give up already, i've tried everything possible and as far as i know there's no way in.
i walk into my bathroom and start playing with my hair flicking it about trying to find the right way to style it
until me mam starts calling me downstairs.
i run down the steps to greet my mother who was waiting for me at the bottom.
"what's up??"
i say lifting my head to look at my mother.
i suddenly realise she has dark eye bags from what i can only assume is from extreme loss of sleep since my dad had ran away a few months ago,
her dark hair is a mess it hadn't been washed in at least a week i think, as it look quite greasy
but i push past that and wait for her answer.
"letter here you someone"
she throws out a few words and i manage to put them together, i lift my eyebrows and she lifts her hands up to place a sealed letter into them.
i slip it into my pocket and quickly wrap my arms around my mum
"Thank you, but mam you should really get some well deserved sleep, you've been up waiting for the door since the crack of dawn"
my mam pulls away from the hug and stares up at me, tears filling her eyes.
she gets up onto her tip toes and kisses my cheek to which i playfully roll my eyes at.
i lift my head toward the stairs and give her a slight nudge towards them
she nods in agreement and she begins her way up them.
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My mam has always been my saving grace even when dad was around but since the incident she's broken down and can barely function
i've had to pick up a few extra shifts at both my jobs to help her out since she hasn't left the house in a few weeks and i'm starting to worry.
but i won't let her know that
i know she blames herself for everything but she shouldn't it's his fault. That dickhead. I know he never truly wanted a child and he had no problem hiding it
not that i was much help towards the situation, i mean i'm the whole reason he left i screamed and screamed at him till he did. In the moment i didn't feel guilty but seeing how torn my mam is maybe i feel somewhat bad, only for her.
But who cares? he treated her horrible and he treated me horrible! he deserved it and..
i feel my fists scrunching together and the blood rushing to my head
i'm getting all worked up over him, i shouldn't be giving this a time of day.
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i head into the kitchen slipping the letter that was in my pocket out and onto the table in-front of me . i ripped it open from the seals and inside contained 2 letters
i dumped them both onto the table and picked the first one up.
my eye must've lit up when i began reading as i quickly realised who it was from
before i reached the end.
Isabelle.
thank god she misses me as much as i miss her, i finish the letter with a smile on my face until i begin to wonder how the letter managed to make its way out of the line?
i thought it was impossible? That means if she managed to get a letter to me, maybe there is hope and i could get into the line.
I feel a smile creeping onto my face, as i look down i see the other let that was flat down on my counter.
i put down isabelles letter and move onto the next one.
it reads
Felix,
i am Colby you do not know me and i do not know you, i only know of you.
Bloody hell this blokes a bit posh i think to myself
i live among the walls of the line and i am in desperate need of leaving. i assume from this letter, (which i must apologise for reading such private business to you and your lover) have some kind of urge to enter the line.
i am willing to attempt to switch places with you and another person of your choice in exchange of me and my sister.
this wont be easy to perform but with all our brains combined i'm sure we will succeed.
if you are willing to cooperate with me i will need you to get as close to the line as possible without being to suspicious or caught.
from there i will have a messenger awaiting your appearance, if you fail to show up on time my messenger will take this as a no and will leave and i will not bother you again.
i hope you take this opportunity into account and show up at 1:15 am wednesday night,
the normal time the guards make there switch shifts which should give us at-least 10 minutes maximum to carry out the plan. This is very confidential information and i wish of you to only inform people you must or else.
now finally i wish to be meeting you soon
-yours sincerely Colby Michael.
what.
the.
fuck?
YOU ARE READING
The line
Short Story2058: 18 yr old Coby Michael has lived his entire life in the depths of the line he'd never stepped foot outside of the walls. Doesn't mean it hasn't crossed his mind of course it had millions of times he'd wondered what's beyond it, although his...
