The Avox Speaks

My name is Zava. I had been an Avox, a servant for about a year, year and a half, two, maybe three. I am not sure. All i know is that I had my own tongue cut out and i had been past from person to person ever since since i am still a partial trouble maker. However I had settled down since the dark days in the beginning but i am still being sold from family to family till i meet this one person that gives me a notebook, a way to speak and changes my life forever.

NANO 2014 novel/ participated in NANO 2014 First 5,000 category (2likes 1 fave 62 reads) participated in Hunger games 2014 Comp AND A Hidden Gem (found on list May2015)


21. chapter 21

“how ong wah I on?” I chimed when I saw Catre come up the steps. I pulled my sleeve down thinking that I couldn’t show Catre that I was having a meltdown before she came up.

“Few days.” She chimed and then her face changed from sadness to worry.  “You’ve been hurt.  Are you ok?” She said as she must have spotted the bullet that I took in two.

“I’m fine. I us ot en a itle sruggle en few.” I explained and she grabbed the bullet and pulled it out of my outfit.

“Little struggle doing what?” She laughed and I felt a wave of sorrow embrace me harder than a few minutes ago.

“Where if ill?” I asked and I tried to stand. Unfortunately, Catre caught my bluff and I was pushed back down next to her. I must had gave her the look of complete shock since she told me only two words.

“Tell me, everything.” Catre demanded and I was not in the mood as I tried again to only be back to start.

“I ride oo rart a riot en oo.” I sighed and Catre’s eyes got huge in wonder in something as huge as that.

“An Avox tries to start a revolution in two? Are you mad Zava?” Catre yelled as she grasped my shoulders and shook me.

“Maybe, I inn’t et oo far.” I sighed and Catre looked at me like I was a total nut job.

“I’m surprised that it didn’t work out there are many people in two that has the same ideas that are against the president and everything about them. So it should have been easy.”   Catre chimed with a tough of laughter in her voice that read off to me as mockery.

““Vay are pefs.” I sighed and Catre slapped me to where it stun and sent teats into my eyes. The sting pulsated on my cheek while I looked away. I glared back at her with hatred in my vines.  

“Why you id at?” I questioned Catre as it was her tern to try to run away but I grasped her wrist just before she had a chance.  Catre knew she had done wrong while her facial expression dropped into sadness.

“I’m from two!” Catre admitted before she managed to get out of my grip and raced to the edge of the stairwell but then she suddenly stopped. I was trying to comprehend the fact that Catre is from two and I think that I must have offended her.

“I inn’t know!” I yelled as I stared at Carte whom had cold eyes for revenge.

“Then you should’ve known this! Not all two are the President’s pets.”

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