Regret and anger

I woke up the next day, voice scratchy, hair messy and especially tired. The sleep felt so good. I do not know how to explain however, I feel especially tired, i cried a whole lot before sleeping which wa no doubt the reason for m puffy eyes.

I checked my watch. 9:45am. I quickly got up and washed myself. At about 9:55am, I stood at the front gate. I looked across the road where our van stood. I turned my head left and right. Pressing the button, I got my van opened. I turned back into the apartment where Edward was packing his stuff.

I went into the kitchen to give her one last hug. Tears flowed down , my face like broken faucet. However, I quickly dried them so that I could go out to face Edward. A loud bang resonated in the house. My whole body jerked. Edward grabbed our things and tried to look for Grandma who was nowhere to be found. Edward grabbed me and pulled me along with him to look for Grandma.

It was as if she disappeared into thin air. He dropped the bags in order to rest and have more energy to look for Grandma. I was to hung up on the fact that I had just used Grandma as a bait. Although it was bound to happen, I had no choice but to do so.

I picked up the bags while Edward dragged me with him to look for Grandma.

I feel my heart rate increasing by the second.

All of a sudden, I felt someone pull my arm and Edward could not pull me back to him in time. A hand cupped over my mouth. Everything happened so quick. I was seemingly knocked out and wake up in a familiar place.

"Morning sleepyhead," Leslie's voice scared me.

I looked around, confused like a little kid. Had I just trusted the wrong person. I tried to look around for Edward or Grandma. However, I seem to be alone. Well, the only person who seemed to be with me was Leslie. Why did I trust him?

"Where are we going?" I asked, finally deciding to speak.

Leslie seemed so calm which confuses me. Grandma and Edward were both gone.

"Bunker 21." Leslie spoke.

I was so uncomfortable. One part of me was so angry, I might have just caused Edward's and Grandma's death while sitting here being unable to do anything. I have failed to be a good granddaughter and girlfriend.

"Both of them are gone, you have to accept it." It was as if he read my mind.

Now, I was still regretful and hopeless. I was still on the flow, sat there like I was out of my mind. I regretting trusting him. My whole body felt weak.

"Ster, bunker 21 holds the answers you need. This was all part of Mother's plan. I will wait in the car for you." He spoke again.

I looked over to the mirror to watch his facial expression. He seemed to know than I do and that gave him a tremendously high ground on me.

"And I should trust you?" I questioned.

Leslie sighed. Not a word was said, but I could smell a whole lot of frustration. I got up and took a knife. Placing it over his neck, I spoke, my voice filled with anger yet calm.

"Take me back to him,"

"Sweetie, knife down, I will take you to where Mother planned for you to be." He spoke.

I placed down the knife. Taken aback by my own actions. Mother must have trusted him a whole lot. The fact that he knew where bunker 21 was really showed how much she trusted him.

"Selena trusted me so much, why won't you?" He asked.

"She trusted Sky too, did not seem like a good decision did it?" I answered.

"Selena did not trust him. It was all part of the plan. Bunker 21 will show you." He answered.

"How do I know that I should trust what you are saying?" I questioned again.

"Because I know that you trust Selena, trust in her plans." HE replied.

At that point, I started to feel anger, regret, frustration pile up onto me. I hated every inch of this man. I did not want to see him.

"Stop using Mother as a reason." I yelled at him.

Then it happened, tears rolled down my face. It was like I was mentally broken, done and tired.

"You have been through enough sweetie, I'm sorry, however, I have to follow what Selena instructed me to do." He sighed.

"I lost the only last two people that truly loved me and you say that?" I asked.

My voice was breaking up, in pain and more, I did not know how to react or do. Part of me wanted to run away and look for them however the other rational part of me realised one thing. They were gone, I have lost them for good.

"Then let us not make their deaths a useless one, let us make their deaths more meaningful." He said as he continued speeding off to bunker 21.

Maybe what I had done was stupid, maybe if I had not trusted this maniac, things would have been different. However, for what I know, Edward and Grandma were together. That gave me a sort of comfort. I then decided to do something. Something that Leslie might not approve.

"Let's report this to the police, tell them that I was living at the house with my Grandmother however both my boyfriend and Grandmother went missing," I asked.

Leslie smiled.

"Okay," He said.

I smelled a little bit of pride and happiness in his voice.

Maybe I had finally made a right choice of something.