Protection Program

Richer Davenport, is the princess every mind controller has been waiting for. When her father passes out, she's sent to the 'Protection Program' which is an organisation in charge of protection and developing the power of mind controllers. When words run out that Davenport is inside the facility, everyone wants to find her, as she is the first Mind Controller and Future Seeking girl in the past 18 years.
It's up to her and her new friends to save herself.


27. Chapter Eighteen



I was still hiding away in my bedroom, not caring if anyone tried to speak with me or whatsoever. After the kiss I shared with Nath, I grabbed my bags and fled to my new bedroom and haven't come out ever since.


It's only been two hours...


"Miss Davenport." Mr. Stalin's voice flew as there was some knocking on my door. 

"What?" I whined as I rolled on my bed. 

"May I come in?" He questioned. 

"Yeah sure." I sighed as I stood up and walk over to open the door. 


Mr. Stalin stepped inside my room and seemed a but surprised to see that I was already unpacked and that my room was ready. 


"Why haven't you come down to the reunion?" Mr. Stalin questioned. 

"I didn't feel like it." I replied with a shrug. "It's not like you're going to tell me what is going on." 

"What happened between you and Mr. Shakur?" Mr. Stalin questioned. 

"You know what happened." I whined. "You always know." 

"I want to hear it from you." Mr. Stalin said. 

I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh. "He kissed me." I whispered. 

"I see." Mr. Stalin said. "But from what I understood last time, there shouldn't be ashamed or feeling weird, as you told me that you had feelings towards Mr. Shakur."

"Yes I know that." I replied. "But to is strange you know." I sat on my bed. 

"Mr. Shakur is out the door waiting to have a word for you." Mr. Stalin said. "I will let him in and I wish for you two to work it out, and them come down to have dinner."


I nodded and placed my head on my hands. Mr. Stalin walked towards the door and Nath was standing there waiting. He whisper something to him and Nath nodded before entering my room. 


Once I saw him, I hurts into tears, don't ask me why, I just did. Everything that I was trying to hold in came out when I saw his perfect face. 


"Shh." Nath soothed as he held me. "Don't cry love. Tell me what is wrong."

"How can I when I don't know." I cried. 

"Then tell me whatever is on your mind." Nath whispered. 

"Everything in on my mind." I sighed. "I don't know who I am anymore, I don't know what to do, I don't know how to feel. I don't know anything." 

"You are Richer Davenport, the most amazing girl that could ever walk on this earth. You will understand a lot of things once we go down and Mr. Stalin tells you what we are up to. But I need you to promise me one thing." Nath said. 

"What?" I rubbed my eyes.

"You will never leave us." Nath smiled. "Please."

"I promise." I whispered. 


I looked up at him and I couldn't help myself and I kissed him. This time when I did it, it was clear what I wanted. 


We pulled out and Nath rested his forehead into mine. I still had my eyes closed when a vision came on. 


We had her and she ran away. She hasn't been back to school ever since Michael approached to her. Of course it was going to happen, he had his mind double blocked. 


"Holy shit." I said as I got up and ran downstairs. 




I had explained to Mr. Stalin and to everyone what had happened in my vision, it seemed to be that we were too close to another Protection Program, and so that this time, the school where we were going to be was going to be a random one. 


This might be weird, but to be sincere I understood something a bit more. People where behind me, because they can control my mind by frying it up, and if they did that, I could be deadly as I was going to be able to know everything. 


So, working hard was just another part of my life, we were just going to start getting ready for a war I did not look forward to.

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