In the year 3000, Earth became over populated. There was no place to live and many people died of starvation.Then the Leaders of Land 9, where people once called United States, thought of an idea. With the idea of natural selection, they decided on a plan in which those that are "useless" or "weak" will be "erased" from Earth. Those people with a tag on them will be hunt down by everybody on Earth and "erased." Therefore, the start of the hunting begins. Sophie, who live in Land 9, District 101, is a weak but cheerful and intelligent person. Despite losing her mother and father when she was six years old, and despite her uncle and aunt, her guardians, treating her like a servant, Sophie looks forward to each day with a smile. Because of the incident that also killed her parents, half of her body is functioned by technology. What will happen when a tag is put on her? Will she survive or will she be "erased"?


11. Nightmare

     Xavier drew back. He looked at me for a second and then…fell back asleep.

     My mind was jumbled up for a second. Then, a conclusion came to my mind. I am mad. Of course not the crazy kind of mad but the angry kind of mad. The thing was I don't know if I was mad about him kissing me or that he kissed me and fell back asleep with out a explanation, not that I needed any.

     He remained asleep for the rest of the ride. I remained silent for the rest of the ride. I felt awkward, not knowing what to do in the situation I'm in.

     When we arrived at his house, I half dragged, half pulled, and half carried him to the house. "You are heavy," I choked trying to catch my breath. I used all my might to find the key and open the door. When I did, I tripped and fell, and Xavier collapsed on top of me. It knocked the air out of me. I hit his back a couple of times, trying to get him off of me. "Get…off…of…me."

     Xavier stirred. He groaned and tried to get up, but his hands slipped and he fell back down, giving me another blow. "Get off of me," I yelled. I pushed him with all my might. 

     Xavier rolled over and his head hit the shelf next to us. He groaned.

     I stood up. and tried to say something but was too tired to say it. I will never let Xavier drink alcohol, again. I turned to leave but something caught my leg. My eyes trailed from my leg to his hand.

     Xavier moaned. "Don't go. Don't leave me… by myself."

     I struggled for a few seconds, and then gave up. I sighed, and patted Xavier on the head. "You are going to be the end of me one day."


     Sometime during the night I woke up. "Huh? When did I fell asleep?" I looked around. "It is still dark outside. What time is it?" Of course I was asking no one in particular, but I got an answer anyways.

     "It is 3:06 AM," a device announced.

     I was shocked that I got an answer. "Well, that helps." I rubbed my eyes. When I tried to get up, I jolted. I could vaguely see Xavier's figure. As the memories of what happened the night before came back, I sighed. I shook Xavier, trying to wake him up. "Wake up, Xavier. If you sleep on the floor, you will catch a cold."

     Xavier didn't bulge. He, however, did moan as if he was in pain.

     The hint wasn't enough for me to know that something was wrong with him. I intended to slap him on the face to wake him up. When my hand came in contact with his face, the hint dawned on me. "Xavier, you have a fever!"

     Xavier replied with a moan.

     I stood up. "You must go to the hospital!" I reached out and grabbed his arms, with the intention of making him stand. 

     Xavier flinched. "No! No hospital! " He struggled.

     "Hey! Quit moving!" I tried to keep ahold of Xavier, but he kept struggling. Finally, I gave in. "Fine, we won't go to the hospital." When I said that, he stopped moving.

     After trying many ways, I was finally able to drag him the the living room couch. I sighed. Then I realized that I have been sighing a lot, so I smiled instead. My hand unconsciously ruffled Xavier's hair, which made me notice that his fever was getting worse.  I was in panic. "What should I do?"

     When these words came out, I noticed that it was the only time I have ever asked that. No matter if it was typing, cooking, or dancing, I was able to do it without any help. In fact, I was an expert on it. This fact made me, sighed. This time though it was both in relief and concerned. "In relief," because I didn't feel as troubled. "In concern" because without knowing how to take care of a sick person, Xavier would be in trouble. An idea occurred to me. I took out the device that Xavier gave to me when I couldn't speak. "There should be a software that can help in this device." I examined the screen. "Ah! There it is!" I opened the software. 

     "How may I help you?" The device asked.

     I felt awkward talking to a device, but for Xavier's sake, I must do so. "Um… how do you treat a sick patient?"


     When I woke up again, it was morning. I rubbed my eyes as I looked around. My eyes widened. "Xavier!" Xavier wasn't in bed. "Xavier!" I ran out of his room. Suddenly, I bumped right into someone.

     "Whoa! Are you alright?"

     I looked up. Tears started to form as relief and anger surged through me. "Where were you?"

     "I was at work," Xavier answered.

     I glared at him. "You could've left a note or something."

     "Sorry." Xavier wiped the tears from my face. Our eyes met, but he quickly turned away. "Are you hungry?"

     My growling stomach answered his question. I blushed. ​So embarrassing!

     Xavier laughed. "I think I got the answer." When he saw me looking at him, he turned and walked away. "I help prepare your breakfast, and…" He paused and lowered his head. "Thank you." He didn't continue walking. He just stood there.

     I stood there for a few seconds before I realized what he was talking about. "Oh… You don't have to thank me." I never thought that he would actually remember what happened last night. "At least I was able to learn something from it." I learned a lot from it.

    "No!" Xavier rushed towards me. "Please let me thank you for taking care of me last night. What do you want? I'll buy anything for you."

     I took a step back. " You don't have to." I averted my eyes. "If anything, you should apologize for the kiss," I mumbled. 

     "What kiss?"

     I was shocked. I didn't expect Xavier to hear me, but what shocked me more was that fact that he forgot about the kiss. I was hurt for a moment but then decided that Xavier was better off like this. "Nothing… It was a joke." I forced a laugh.

     "Oh! You scared me for a second. I thought I really did something to you," he laughed.

     I had to control my urge to punch him. ​Easy for you… 

     "By the way, you haven't answer me yet."

     "You really don't–" I suddenly thought of something. "Can you play chess with me?"

     Xavier blinked. "Huh? Just that?"

     I nodded. What does he mean by "just that?" I think he thought of me as the type of girl who loves shopping? I frowned. Sorry to disappoint him. "Can you?"

     "Sure." He looks at me with an uncertain expression. "But chess isn't easy. Are you sure you want to play?"

     I felt like my heart just sunk. I…definitely heard that before, but where? Why can't I remember? "Um… Don't say that. I might be better at it than you." déjà vu?

     "That won't happen," Xavier chuckled, "because I have never lost before."

     I smiled. Somehow, I felt confident. "We'll see."


     "Checkmate!" I smiled. 

     Xavier's mouth was wide agape. "How?!" He inspected the the placements of the chess pieces. 

     I laughed at his expression. "Why are you so surprised?"

     "Because I've never lost before."

     "Well, there's always a first time for everything. Another round?" 

     "No," – Xavier shook his head – "I think I'll go take a bath. I need time to seep in this shocking news."

     "Sure," I laughed.

     When Xavier left, I wandered into the living room. Since I have nothing to do, I might as well watch something. Once I sat down a screen popped up. 

     "Would you like to go to 'Channels' or 'My Records'?"

     I tapped my chin. "Would he record anything?" I smiled a mischievous smile. " 'My Records,' " I responded. 

    "Please wait a few seconds."

    I peered at the screen, expecting something exciting to come up. Much to my disappointment, nothing interesting came up. I sighed. "They're all news." I turned away in disinterest, but something caught my eyes. My head swung back to the screen in an instant. I darted towards the screen. "Isn't this the day Xavier found me?" If I watch this, it might give me a clue to my identity. After all, if I have a family, there is a possibility that they would be looking for me. After some hesitation, I requested for the screen to start the video. What I saw made me regret my actions. In that few seconds, my heart experienced every single kind of torture possible. I collapsed on the floor. I could still faintly hear the voice that tormented me. Before I lost conscious, a thought came to me. This is a nightmare.


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