❦ SESSIONS ❦ WITH ❦ GUNS❦

|Speeding car and flying bullets|

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The next week was strange but I learned to adjust rather quickly. Each day I was in a session with Silas, and one session lasted for different time. One session was an hour long while another was half an hour and a few were two hours but it did happen. We mostly asked each other questions and answered them, I always truthfully but I think that some of the things that he told me weren't fully the truth but I know that it will come, soon. It may take more time than excepted but some people need more time than others.

Silas has been more open now than he has been when in the prison and I can't be sure why that is but I do like it when he talks for hours with no end. That one can truly talk and ramble on and I feel like now that he does talk to me, I feel like he trusts me. There is no doubt that I trust him because I do. More than I could ever imagine. I feel strange when I' with him. Unfamiliar emotions that I've never felt before in my entire life.

I smile as I watch the world outside through the window of the office. Silas has yet to arrive as he went outside for a moment as someone needed to speak to him for some reason but that was over fifteen minutes ago. Watching the world as I try to distract myself from worrying about him. That is also one thing, I've started to grow worried when he's not in the same room as me and I have not a clue why that is nor do I know why I have these emotions that won't leave me alone.

However, it also feels like I'm betraying Adam as I love him and he is my fiancé and I do want to marry him but why do I feel myself wanting to be close to Silas? I should be trying to find a way out of here somehow but I've not even tried and it has been a week already. The door then opens and Silas then enters and I notice that he's holding a gun in his hand and I gulp. I don't like the guns that he always carries. He has two guns from what I can tell.

He always has them. Sometimes he holds them in his hands while other times he has them in these holsters. Silas keeps these guns at all times and I don't even bother asking about them as they do freak me out more than they need to as he has assured me countless of times that he would not allow anything t happen to me. Sighing as I watch a bird land on the soft green grass that I wish I could be able to touch and feel under my bare toes but I can't. I'm not allowed outside and I've not gone for a week.

Silas has an angry look on his face and I back as much as I can to the window to try to get away from him. When he gets angry it is best to stay out of his way. As far away from him as I possibly can. That way he won't hurt me even when he has told me he would not, I feel like when he's angry, he's capable of anything and I don't want to be in the between his anger and his gun. "Silas, are you all right?" I ask him quietly. Not sure if that was a mistake or not.

"We're leaving" He only says as he walks over to me. He points the gun at my stomach and I feel a lump form in my throw as I watch the gun carefully. Not sure if he will shoot me or not but I must stay calm no matter what I do. Reality comes back to me when I heard him say that we would be leaving, where? "Follow me and don't say a word" He threatens me. His voice turning darker and I can see how his beautiful kohl black eyes turn much darker.

Silas is only wearing a t-shirt now but before he wore a jacket. I can see his tattoos. Though they make no sense to me but I'm sure they do to him. I did ask him about it once but he shut that subject rather fast but soon I will try again. I slowly start to follow him as he had turned around and walked to the door and gone out of it. He doesn't have the gun pointed at me anymore yet I can feel how he is still ready to shoot me at any given moment.

I follow him through the hallways but my gaze never wanders away from Silas, without knowing why. Not caring much for the things around me, I just follow him until we reach a door and once the door has opened I can finally breathe a bit better. We're outside. The warm sun kisses my skin as I smile to the world. This is what I've been longing for for so long and now I'm finally in the sun, not just watching it. The world feels like it has opened up a new path for me and I'm walking it.

Yet I still follow Silas until he leads me to a car and gets inside with me still following into and when we are sitting down I realize that this car is a rather familiar one as it is the one that he took me when he escaped the prison which he has not yet told me how he did. "Where are we going?" I whisper to Silas as there are two men in the front, one of them started to drive while the other one is in the front passenger seat and these are men that I've never seen before.

These men frighten me a bit but I do feel safe when I'm with Silas. He makes me feel safe in ways that no one else can. "Far away" He speaks and I shiver at his rough voice. And the way that he holds the gun in his hand, it does frighten me for some reason. Then again I've never really like those guns nor the pain that they can inflict on not only the one that is shot but also the people that the person that did get shot loves, they will get hurt just not in the same way but the pain is still there.

A shot then is fired at us and I freeze as a scream escapes past my lips and I take Silas' hand and hold it tightly which makes him chuckle but I don't care about that. Slowly my head turns behind me to see that on the back window there is a bullet hole. Silas then removes his seatbelt and turns around in the seat. "Stay low and don't scream!" He orders me as he uses his gun and starts shooting. I lie my stomach on my thighs and hold my hands over my ears said I try not to scream.

This can't be happening. This isn't happening. Someone is shooting at us and Silas is shooting at them. My heart is pounding in my chest and I'm having a hard time breathing. I think I'm panicking. The sounds are so loud that it's hard to even focus on anything. The car is also going so fast that I feel like throwing up, though I know now is not the time. "Lose them!" Silas yells at the driver who makes the car go even faster. Why couldn't I've just been in the mansion where I was safe?

Salty tears are streaming from my eyes and I'm having a hard time to stop the tears. Not that I would want to. Somehow I find the courage to open my eyes and slowly look at Silas to see that he has a look of anger in his eyes as he continues to shoot. Suddenly the bullets are finished in the gun so he throws the gun to the floor and takes another one that he had since he always has two guns on him at all time and I think I now know why he does that.

Then my eyes find the back window only to see that it's missing, only the broken edges are left. I gape at it but then a bullet flies into the car and I shriek as I duck and stay down there, still in the seat belt but I'm making sure that I'm safe. My hands go back to my ears but I did hear Silas chuckle at me but I don't find any of this funny. Quite the opposite actually. I take everything back that I said I felt safe with Silas because he's shooting someone or something and I can't stand it.

The panic inside me is too much for me to handle and I can barely contain this. I can't do this. I can't handle this. I need to get out of here. My heart is beating so fast that it is like it will jump out of my chest if it doesn't stop. This only brings back memories of when he did break out of the prison and took me along with him and we were in the speeding car, however, this is so much worse. In every way possible this is worse.

Somehow I feel the car even go faster and I find it odd how we have not hit something by now but I suppose the driver is a good one but he's still a bad one at the same time because he's going faster than the limit allows and I'm sure that he's going as fast as the car allows which is insanity. "We've lost them. Head to the airport!" Silas yells at the driver and then I feel his hand on my back but the car doesn't stop and it doesn't look like it's going to stop any time soon.

His touch sends shivers running up and down my whole body but that can also be because of the fear that lingers inside me which only makes him once again chuckle which I've found out is the best thing that he does and he likes chuckling instead of laughing which is something that I like doing. Except for now as my eyes are closed shut and a smile and laughter is the furthest away from my mind. "Sit up, you look horrible like that" Silas says and the way that he says it stings my heart which does calm down.

I sit up quickly as I don't like this feeling and I don't like the way he said it to me. He's so rude and rough now but in sessions he's almost playful. Asking me questions about my past and what I want in the future. I don't know if it was just my imagination but I felt like he was gentle and kind to me in sessions. Was that all an act or something? None of this makes sense to me and I have a hard time figuring out what about him is real and what is not.

Now that I start thinking about the sessions and how he acts now and how he does then, I start to think of how much of the things that he says is the truth. Of course every prisoner always tells a lie every now and then because they're bored but he wants these sessions so I feel like he would not like in any of them but then, why is he like this? Looking outside the window to see the world zooming so fast that I can barely tell what we're going past as the car is still going on a speed that is unreal.

"Pass out again and I won't show any mercy!" Silas whispers to me, his voice is so harsh to me that it makes me feel horrible in my heart. I nod my head as the tears are falling from my eyes, both from fear and pain that is inside me. My heart has calmed down a bit but my body has not. The pain inside my whole body is not physical but it is emotional and it is harder to get rid of but I'm not sure if I want it to go away.

The pain allows the reality inside my heart and I know now that Silas is only trying to save himself, he doesn't care much for me at all. I look down at my hands but the corners of my eyes catch Silas but that is not all that I see. His shoulder is bleeding, heavily might I add. I gasp. "You're bleeding" I say and he looks at it and shrugs at it and shakes his head. "A flesh wound. Can't even feel it" He says but this isn't just a flesh wound. He's heavily bleeding.

The blood has soaked the jacket that he had put on before and I can see there is so much of it. "Take off your jacket, I need to stop the bleeding" I tell him but he raises an eyebrow me. "No offense, you are not that kind of a doctor" He says but I roll my eyes. "Just because I studied in another field doesn't mean that I don't know how to bandage wounds because I know how. My aunt is surgeon and I she has thought me a lot" I tell him but I don't go deeper into the subject as I give him a stern look.

He finally obeys me and takes off his jacket. When I see the wound I notice that it's much deeper than I had thought and if this is a bullet wound, it's possible that the bullet is still in. I examine it and I feel the wound and around it. "The bullet is still in your arm. I'm going to have to remove it or it will get infected" I tell him but not once do I look at him. "Is there any place we can stop?" I ask him quietly.

I may be able to close the wound but I won't be able to do that when it's going this fast, that would only hurt him even more and there is no way that I'm going to do that. Silas rolls his eyes. "Find a safe place to stop!" He orders the driver who only nods his head but doesn't question it. The other man is watching me in the mirror and it makes me feel uneasy, though I ignore that as best as I can. The car is starting to slow down and pretty soon we're on the side of the road but still hidden from the main road.