Meant to Be (The Saving Angels 1)

It was now obvious that they wanted to do testing on us. Why else would they be injecting my arm with some unknown fluid? They also seem to know exactly what they were doing to us by keeping us separated.

The lights flickered off as suddenly as they had flickered on.

The sudden darkness made me uncomfortable again. I’ve never confided it to anyone else, but I have always been secretly afraid of the dark, and this was the worst kind because I didn’t know my surroundings that well.

I curled back up into a ball tucking my head under my arm. The effects of being separated from Mark were beginning to intensify, causing a dull ache throughout my body.

I tried to take my mind off of the darkness by thinking about sections from my favorite books. This helped slightly; making the darkness easier to bear.

As I lay there, I let my thoughts drift thinking about Shawn and Sam.

Had they realized that something happened to us? Would they come looking for us? Mark’s car was still in the parking garage. I just hoped they wouldn’t say anything to my mom if she woke up. If she knew I was missing she would freak out, and that wouldn’t help her recovery.

My throat was definitely dry from thirst. I had been trying to ignore it, but it only intensified. Especially, since I knew that there was a bottle of water somewhere on the floor. I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of drinking their water or eating their food, but after awhile I began to realize I was only hurting myself.

I got down on the floor and felt around trying to locate the bottle of water. I found the wrapped sandwich they brought me and after a few more minutes, I also located the water bottle. It had rolled under the cot after I pitched the tray at the door.

Settling back on the cot, I twisted the cap off the bottle and gulped the water to sooth my parched throat. I screwed the cap back on and picked up the sandwich. I paused before my first bite to take a sniff, it smelt like turkey. I took a small cautious bite, it tasted wonderful and I inhaled the entire sandwich before I knew it. I guess I didn’t realize how hungry I was. I knew I should save the rest of the water, but the sandwich was a little dry. I twisted off the cap and only sipped enough to wet my throat again, then recapped it making sure the lid was on securely.

The darkness of the room and a full stomach began to make me sleepy again. I laid down tucking the water up by my chest so I wouldn’t lose it, and in a few minutes I was out.

The lights woke me up.

I sat up and looked around, but nothing had changed. I just wished that I could see Mark. I missed him so much and needed to be with him.

The lock was released on the door and this time I was surprised to see Mr. Russo, Mark’s dad, accompanied by Bruno.

“Why are you doing this to us?” I asked sadly, “He’s your son.”

“Doing what?” he answered, not acknowledging the second part of my statement.

“Holding us against our will,” I said.

“I wouldn’t worry your pretty head about that now,” he stated in a condescending voice. “You’re insignificant in the whole scheme of things anyway.”

I felt hatred begin to well up inside me.

“What do you mean, insignificant?” I asked incredulous.

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

“You have to let me see Mark. I have to be with him.”

He waved off my questions like I was an annoying gnat, bothering him.

“Enough talking, you will find out all the answers to your questions in due time. I want you to be clear on exactly what you are before I’m done with you.”

“Bruno, perhaps you can escort the lady now,” he said as he walked out the door.

I ignored Bruno’s hand and stood up on my own. They may be treating me like a prisoner, but I would be damned if I will let them haul me around like one.

We walked down a narrow hallway, passing several closed doors. At each one, I tried to pause to see if I could hear Mark behind any of them.

Finally, the hallway opened up to a large room that looked like a big oversized garage, big enough to house airplanes. The ceiling was a least 30’ high and the space itself could hold my entire house. Off to one side, I saw a row of at least ten computers. A couple of lab tables sat side by side next to the computers with about two feet of space separating them. On the other side of the massive room were microscopes and other equipment I could not make out. One looked like an x-ray machine, with another lab table under it.

Several people milled around the room, but none acknowledged my presence.

The woman who had given me the shots earlier was standing against the wall talking to another person. Finally, there was another intimidating looking man that could have been Bruno’s twin. He had the same beefy build, but his hair was just a shade darker.