I sit for several hours reading all different kinds of stories. It's almost a children's book, but with grown up lessons. I don't know what to feel about it.
I feel something moving on the other side of the bars I'm leaning up against.
I feel the person bending down, and watching me closely. "Do you like it?" The person asks. I recognize the manly voice and freeze. I look up, and look deep into Caleb's blue eyes. I hesitate before I say anything. "Yes, actually it's all right" I answer in response.
Caleb laughs when I look down into it again. "Is that how you greet an old lover? You're first kiss? First friend?" He says with a smile, and sits down on the ground. There's only the bars between us.
"We never kissed, and we were never friends!" I snap at him, and close the book with a bang.
Caleb puts up his hands and raises his eyebrows. "No need to be rude" He says innocently.
I roll my eyes. "Really?" I ask with irony. Caleb looks at me, and sighs realizing the obvious.
"Sorry. But that's not why I'm here" He says with a sigh and leans his head against the wall.
"Why are you here then?" I ask. Caleb takes a deep breath. "I just had to get out of there. William is all over Aimée" He says. I look at him in confusion.
That wasn't part of the plan.
"Blessing the child inside her, kissing her and just being all gentle" Caleb says with irritation.
"What?" I ask in confusion. Is he really..? I can't even think about it!
"Change subject!" I demand.
Caleb nods without questioning.
"So.. That book.. I've only read a few pages. I thought it was boring" he confess.
I roll my eyes. "Okay? New subject?" I say. Caleb smiles. "Can you do a british accent?" He asks.
I laugh. "Okay. Weird question. But yes love, I speak british not very often. But every now and then." I say with the best british accent I can possible do. Caleb claps his hands together. "Very nice indeed love" He replies in british as well. I laugh.
"We're such a mess aren't we?" He asks with a sigh. I shrug. "Want an answer in british?" I ask.
He shakes his head no. I nod. "I honestly don't know how we ended up like this. The worst thing is.. I trusted you to do the right thing." I confess.
Caleb pulls up his knees and hugs them. "I made a promise to Howard years ago, that no matter what. I would stay by his side. I stay by my promise" He says. I sigh in irritation. "I'm so tired of all this! I'm tired of being betrayed all the time. I'm tired of getting away.. I don't want to stand back anymore.
I want to fight, and I want for this to end" I say.
By that note, Caleb reaches between the bars and holds my hand. I feel something slipping into my hand, but I don't say anything. Caleb lets go, stands up and walks away.
I secretly read the note in my hand.
Howard is asleep now. We will come get you soon. Don't react to anything. Stay acting
I silently rip the note into pieces. I don't let the anger get to me. I'm thankful that Caleb decided to help, even if it would mean his life. But the Yours Will pisses me off.
I don't know if he's mine or not.
I hear footsteps, and I start to read on in the book. I hear the door to my cage open, and I look up.
William is standing and looking confused. "Come on! We're in a hurry" He says, he goes over to the camera, and puts out a memory card in it. He walks over to me, and is about to lift me up, when I protest. "No!" I say. Will looks at me in confusion. "Put it back in! I want you to record this and broadcast it" I say determined. Will looks at me for a moment, before he walks over, grabs the camera and puts the memory card back in. "Recording" He announces.
I nod and take a deep breath. I put my hand on the wall, and force my brain to focus.
I use a lot of strength in my arms and shoulders as I get to pull my legs up. I take deep breaths, and suddenly I'm standing. I lean up against the wall, and feel the adrenaline running through my veins. I look at William. He looks at me in horror, and I don't blame him.
I swallow hard, and use half my energy on taking a large step towards the camera. I look into it, and look into my reflection.
"This is gonna sound so completely wrong. It's no speech, I havn't prepared, and I'm breathing like a lunatic. But I want you all to see me standing up right. I want you all to protest against santa fights, the knights and the overruling power they have. I want you to know, that we can all be equal. We don't have to starve to death, live in fear that our friends or family will get picked as elfs or to fight to the death. It's wrong. And I'm fighting against it" I say under my breath. I'm about to fall when Will grabs me, and I black out..