Chapter 57- Forgive and forget doesn't work in this world.
" Oh my god...Quill." I whispered as I silently made my way toward her.
She was balled up in the corner, shaking.
" Quill," I said again as I crouched down beside her and touched her shoulder.
She nearly jumped out of her skin.
" Hey, your OK," I whispered as I hugged her. " We will get out of here."
" It will never....be OK Ellie..." She started. " They took my arm."
" Arm?"
As soon as my left hand touched her left shoulder, I felt a stump.
" When did this happen?" I asked her.
" An hour ago," She said. " We have to get out of here El. Before they do the same things to you as they did to me."
I heard a door open.
" Don't worry, I got this, alright, just act like your asleep."
She closed her eyes and tried to control her breathing.
I stood up and faced David.
" How are you feeling?" David asked.
" Super." I sad, sarcastically.
" Here," He said as he slid a tray under the fence. " You should eat."
" What about her?" I asked. " This isn't enough for two people."
" She will not eat."
" What is it?
" Deer."
" Are you sure it's not her arm?"
" No. It's deer. I promise."
" You're a fucking animal," I told him plane out. " If you think I'm going to eat this and forget that you knocked me out and forget that you dragged me to god knows were."
" I guess that's my queue to leave," David said. " Slid it back under when you're done."
He exited the room.
I picked up the tray and quickly headed over to the shaking Quilla.
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Action(After the 20-year time skip) Name: Quilla Miller Age: 28 Died hair: Yes Hair Color: Blueberry Blue Hair Length: Long Hair Style: Slightly Curly ( put up in a high ponytail) Highlights: Cherry Red Location: 2 in front, 2 on the side, and 2...
