Unforgivables

When I finally woke up I was still in my room. I had been hoping upon hoping that it had all been a dream and I would wake up next to Brian in the cave, Elise and Tran across from us perfectly okay. I think the thing that pissed me off the most was that they had been killed for no reason. Even then, why would the government want to kill them? Hadn\'t I learned that the government wanted to use us? Why get rid of them then?

My door slid open and I looked over at it as someone walked in. It was a guy. He looked to be about eighteen, maybe a little younger but not by much, and he had a pass clipped to his jeans that meant he was with my aunt and Nicholas. His hair was cool. It was, if anything, white and it made his blue eyes stand out even more. Better then the mess of black hair I had on my head.

\"Are you feeling better?\" he asked me. I had never heard a voice like his. It was soft and quiet. He sat down on my bed next to me when I didn\'t answer and looked over me a moment. \"Would you like me to get you something?\"

I simply stared at him a moment. What could he want? \"Leave me alone.\" I finally said. Hoping that he would go away and just let me lay there. I realized then what had happened and I shot up. \"Am I alive?\"

A small, shy smile graced his lips. \"Of course you are.\" I lifted my left hand and looked at my wrist. Not even a scratch. \"You had us all worried last night. I came in and saw the scissors on the ground and thought you had really killed yourself. But, you are okay and that is good.\"

\"Who are you?\" I asked him, not amused at all with his happiness.

\"Me?\" he asked like I was supposed to be talking to someone else in the room. He actually did look really surprised that I wanted to know who he was. I found it funny. \"Oh, um...I\'m-\"

The door swung open and my aunt was there. \"What are you doing in here? Get back downstairs and get to work.\"

In a flash of light he was up and nodded to my aunt. \"Alright ma\'am.\"

\"Wait.\" I said before he could leave the room. \"You didn\'t tell me your name.\"

He gave me a small smile. \"Gabriel, my name is Gabriel.\"

With a nasty look from my aunt he left the room. I sat up and my aunt took a seat at the chair in my room, clearly trying to stay away from me. \"You need to get dressed and downstairs. We have things to do.\"
\"He raped me...\" I muttered as she stood. \"Nicholas...\"

\"Then you should have topped him.\" she said before leaving the room.

\"Find them!\" my mother yelled at me. \"Kit you find them or you are grounded!\"

I shook my head and stood. I walked to my closet. Well, it was nice to have clothes to change into...I guess. When I was dressed I walked down stairs and looked into the kitched. Gabriel was standing on a chair trying to reach into the back of a cupboard for something.

\"Need help?\" I asked and he jumped. \"Sorry, I didn\'t mean to scare you.\"

Gabriel smiled softly and got off the chair holding a box. \"I got it, thank you thought.\" he set the box on the table and was silent a moment. \"Your friends...they were killed?\"

\"Yeah.\" I said softly. \"Last night.\"

\"My friends were killed too.\" I looked up at him and he was staring at the table sadly. \"That was a long time ago though.\" Gabriel opened the box and began to pull glass plates out of it. \"Would you like something to eat Christopher?\"

I walked around the counter and sat at the island. \"I can get something later.\" my eyes scanned his arms, because his sweatshirt was up a little, and saw scars across his wrists. \"You tried to kill yourself?\"

He immediately pulled down the sleeves and played it off. \"Are you sure Christopher? I could make something for you if you want. It\'s really not that big of deal. I enjoy cooking.\"

\"If you really want to.\" I said giving in. \"What are you going to make?\"

\"What would you like me to make?\" he asked me happily. \"I can make anything you would like.\"

Nicholas came in and Gabriel\'s smile was gone. It was silent as Nicholas sat next to me and I looked away as his hand slid on my thigh. Gabriel was looking at us but didn\'t say anything. I could feel the uneasiness in the room and there was no doubt in my mind that Nicholas had probably raped Gabriel also.

\"What are you making?\" Nicholas asked him as Gabriel turned on the stove.

Gabriel brushed some of his white hair from his face. \"Breakfast for Christopher. He looked hungry so I thought he could use some food.\"

My eyes fell on Gabriel as Nicholas nodded his consent. There was a golden chair around his neck and I made a mental note to ask him about that later. \"Gabriel is a good cook Christopher. He can make you whatever you want so don\'t be afraid to ask.\"

I nodded my head. Nicholas gave my thigh a squeeze before he left the room. \"Did he...\" I heard Gabriel start. \"I mean...never mind.\"

\"He raped you too?\" I asked for him.

Gabriel nodded. \"That is the horrible thing with being here. They can do whatever they want to you and no one cares.\" he tapped his hand on the counter before shaking his head. \"So, what would you like to eat Christopher?\"

\"Surprise me.\" I muttered and Gabriel went to work. \"Do you see them?\"

Gabriel slowed in his movement and shook his head. Even though he said no I could tell that I had touched on a nerve. \"No, I can\'t see them.\"

\"So you feel them then?\" I asked. Feeling them would explain a lot. Gabriel was like Elise, in a lot of ways, so I wouldn\'t have been surprised.

\"I used to.\" Gabriel answered. \"A long time ago...I remember being able to feel things. Not anymore thought. I can\'t feel anything anymore.\"

\"Why’d you stop?\"

Gabriel gave me a weak smile. \"When my friends all died...so did someone I loved. I didn\'t want to feel any of them around me. So I shut myself off. I don\'t know how I stopped it but I stopped it.\" he looked past me out the window and I turned to see a man in a suit standing there. His hair was spiked and it was a deep brown. \"That man...he\'s always around me. I think we have like personal bodyguards because he wont leave me alone.\"

I was starting to wonder why everyone was so young. That man could not have been older then twenty-two and Nicholas was only nineteen. I looked back at Gabriel and he was crying. \"Gabriel?\"

\"I did try to kill myself...\" Gabriel sobbed. \"But that man saved my life. A life that I don\'t want to live anymore.\" he dried his tears some. \"I don\'t want you to have to go through what I have gone through Christopher. I don\'t want you to lose everyone special to you, I don\'t want you to become some whore for these men to pass around, and I don\'t want you to lose your gift like I have. It\'s a horrible life and no one, no one deserves this life.\"

I just sat there a moment. What was I supposed to say to that? I had no clue what I was supposed to say to that! \"Gabriel?\" he looked up at me. \"How did your parents die?\"

He looked at me like he didn\'t know what I was talking about. \"My parents are still alive. Their part of the team that is keeping us here.\"


A/N : What now bitch? Lol, sorry, sorry. This is one of those stories that you really have to remember things that have happened in previous chapters to get. I, personally, have a folder. Documented entries of each of their lives, personalities, characteristics. And most importantly, the story line! Never mind, I can\'t have the story line written down when I don\'t have a story line. I just sit down and type the next chapter. Like right now. I have about just as much knowledge of the next chapter as you. REVIEW NOW!!!!!!!!!!

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