Chapter 2: The Trunk

Submitted by EEA on Wed, 12/12/2012 - 00:23

Two days. I have to hold on.
She was good at that, waiting, it was his fault they were here. The other town, for a bit she thought she had found a good replacement. Someone who could bring what she needs. But he, Hakan was...
Had to forget the cap, someone had recognize him...
Then there was that other time, but he took too long, she threw up, cursed him all night, she had to do it herself. But she can hold on. Is all about tricking that other brain, she still had control. But she will worry about that later. Now she looks at the room, there is nothing, the whole place is only four white walls, and a gray floor. Cold, stale, without hope, the kind of room she likes. But among this lifeless room there is a treasure, her treasure, that holds her secrets, that can make her existence a little bright.
She approaches cautiously, makes it a game. She is a pirate who is looking for his buried wooden chest, before his enemies arrived. There among the salty sand is his treasure, is an old wooden chest, a few dents here and there, but is still strong enough to hide his gold. So she takes out the blue plastic that is hiding it, there is her trunk who insides holds her essence, who she is, there her puzzles, her books, is all her things that no one can take away....
Hakan could not sleep, he kept gazing at the ceiling, he heard some laughter coming from her room.
So to her is all a game.
After all he was still angry, but she was happy, she was a kid after all, and he forgot about that. To him, she was her idol, her goddess, the one she had visualized in her dreams. But either way, he would get his way. In two days, and after that she could not refuse.
He drifted to sleep, dream about what he would do, while the rain continue trying to drown the laughter that came from the other room.