I’ll keep this short and sweet.
It’s a miracle I’ve actually typed something up today! Didn’t think I’d participate two weeks in a row, but here we are!
Prompt: “I think we pushed too far.”
It’s also a continuation of last week’s piece! I think I’ll be making a new category for it so I’ll group the posts together and treat it as another serial. Not yet, though. Need to settle into this story a bit more before I make that commitment. Enjoy!
I still can’t believe I managed to get him back to my bunker. Watching Nate lie on the couch, his body numb while the serum works, I can’t help but offer up a silent prayer of gratitude. Still, we aren’t out of the fire yet and it’s only a matter of time before our location is compromised.
“I think we pushed too far.” Though his body has all but shut down to recover, he can still speak, and follows my pacing with his eyes.
“You don’t say.”
“I mean, we shouldn’t have risked you being in the lab, Selah.” When I look at him again, his eyes aren’t on me anymore, but on the ceiling. “Maybe given it a few more days.”
“While you might be right, what would have happened tonight if you’d been alone? Or if no one had been there to grab a sample?” The vial, half empty after using some on Nate, is heavy in my hand, its contents looking innocent enough. Does the company know someone would try to steal it? Well, someone other than me.
Does my father know?
“For all we know, that was a reaction to you being there.” At his words and the sight of him, immobile after only an hour ago being at death’s door, guilt settles in my chest.
“I didn’t mean-”
“No. But it’s my fault you were shot. My fault you took the serum.” And whatever happens to him as a result is on me, too.
Be sure to check out the rest of the responses at the prompt!
As always, think happy thoughts!