Walking out of my room I can see how much has changed. Good people have been lost and walls have darkened. Injured people filled the infirmary where Greg and Chloe were trying to do their best with what they got. Volunteers were trying to put back what was left of the left side of the university where the ballroom was. You would always see someone crying or breaking apart in the hallways and people try to help, but it never helps.

I walked into the room Nick was recently being held. The first few days he was in cell and with the injury of his and constant nightmares; he was moved later on to one of the room with high security on him.

I opened the door and there he was laying on the bed with nothing else to do. When he heard the door open he propped his head using his elbows and put a small smile on his face that always seem to appear when I came.

"You came I thought you gave up after the last time. At least that was what your doctor friend told me. Can you tell him to loosen the bandage a bit? I think he is trying to make me start bleeding."

"You have no right to complain about my friends they at least have refined from killing you. Now are you ready to tell me the whereabouts of Christopher?"

"Told you I don't know, you have to believe me."

"I don't. How can't you not know where your father is?"

"Why are you guys not asking... so you remember?" He sounded eager and wasn't trying to hide it.

"No. Back to the topic where is he?"

"I don't know. It's not like you know where your own parents are." I was going to lose it. For the whole three weeks after the ambush this was what I was assigned to do, because the guy in front of me won't speak to anyone expect me.

"Can you leave?" I said to the men in the room.

"We have strict..."

"It's not like I am going to let him go and don't think about him over powering me I will know to hit where it hurts." They nodded and got out.

"We will be right outside if you need us." One of them said before closing the door.

Taking his collar I fisted my hands and pulled him closer so our faces were almost touching.

"You might remember me from the past but I am not the same girl..."

"Clearly the old Emily loved me." I pushed him back on the bed. Breaking the fall he sat back up again.

"Why the hell did you save me then? To hurt me again? Don't think saving me will just erase the past. Tell you what I remember I remember being impaled in the arena by you. I remember coming back to my room with dead bodies inside. I remember completely trusting you and I remember you breaking my trust every single time. So don't you dare, don't you dare do this with me. I am not someone you play around with." I was furious now.

"Well did you ever wonder why you never had no major injuries when you got impaled? I did that I was never going to hurt you. Those people who were in your room were never killed by me and never have I killed anyone until recently, but I always get nightmares about them. Do you think I went unpunished? You think you have everything figured out. Well you don't!"

"And you think you do? You wrecked my life one way or the other. Now make it easier for me and tell me where your father is." We were shouting our lungs out, I am pretty sure people a mile away can hear us.

"That guy is not my father. He blackmailed me to work for him. He held you over my head, told me he will kill you if I don't cooperate. 'Mily you might not remember me, us as we used to be, but I hope you will be able to trust me again."

After that he went back to lying on his bed and basically just shutting me off. I left like I always do when he doesn't want to talk anymore. He is really getting on my nerves and it sometimes makes me feel guilty but not when he shuts me off. I can tell there is something he isn't telling me, but with him not cooperating I can't get it out of him.

So I went back to the pattern I have created. First I got to the volunteers and help out as much as I can. After being ordered for two hours, I go to the infirmary to have lunch but most to the times it ends up with me helping them out and finally get back to my room to get restless sleep. But while I was changing into comfortable clothes a piece of paper fell from my pocket and laid on the floor taunting me until I read it. So I did.

Come back to the room at night after they lock my door. There is something I have to tell that is meant only for your ears.

- Nick

That guy now he is going to get me to break the rules.

So after an hour of waiting I head back to his room and found it locked. Of course I was experienced with locked doors it was only a second before... here we go.

Nick was sleeping in his bed topless and my breath hitched. God what has gotten into me. I knew for a fact that they gave him sleeping pills every night to help with his nightmares. So I waited a little while before I wake him he seems so peaceful now.

I woke up to silent screams and trashing. I kinda fell asleep watching Nick sleep. OMG now I sound like a stalker.

"Wake up Nick. It's not real. Wake up." I said as calmingly as I can.

Before opening his eyes his hand wrapped tightly around my wrists. He slowly opened his eyes and when he saw me he let go of my wrist and instead he put his hands on my cheeks.

"'Mily. Don't leave me. Stay. I didn't mean what I said. I love you too."

A nice was to start isn't it. How do you think Emily will react to this new information?

Again I will like to say thanks to all my voters and readers. For sticking with me even thought my writing is probably rotten.

Lots of food,
Mezixx