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vmm1ydfg ([info]vmm1ydfg) wrote,
@ 2010-01-20 01:34:00

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“You aren't planning to tell him, are you?” It...
“You aren't planning to tell him, are you?”
It was Maggie's voice; it came from a few feet behind me, and it sounded like an accusation
“He's got a right to know,” Jeb repliedThe stubborn note was back in his voice
“It's an unkind thing you are doing, Jebediah
“Life is unkind, Magnolia
It was hard to decide who was the more terrifying of the twoWas it Jeb, who seemed so intent
on keeping me alive? Or Maggie, who had first suggestedthe doctor –an appellation that filled
me with instinctive, nauseated dread–but who seemed more worried about cruelty than her
brother?
We walked in silence again for a few hoursWhen my legs buckled, Jeb lowered me to the
ground and held a canteen to my rolex quartz watch lips as he had in the night
“Let me know when you're ready,” Jeb told meHis voice sounded kind, though I knew that
was a false interpretation
Someone sighed impatiently
“Why are you doing this, Jeb?” a man askedI'd heard the voice before; it was one of the
brothers“For Doc? You could have just told Kyle thatYou didn't have to pull a gun on him
“Kyle needs a gun pulled on him more often,” Jeb muttered
“Please tell me this wasn't about sympathy,” the man continued“After all you've seen…”
“After all I've seen, if I hadn't learned compassion, I wouldn't be worth muchBut no, it was
not about sympathyIf I had enough sympathy for this poor creature, I would have let her die
I shivered in the omega mens seamaster watch on sale oven-hot air
“What, then?” Kyle's brother demanded
There was a long silence, and then Jeb's hand touched mineI grasped it, needing the help to
get back on my feetHis other hand pressed against my back, and I started forward again
“Curiosity,” Jeb said in a low voice
As we walked, I considered a few sure factsOne, I was not the first soul they'd captured
There was already a set routine hereThis “Doc” had tried to get his answer from others before
me
Two, he had tried unsuccessfullyIf any soul had forgone suicide only to crack under the
humans' torture, they would not need me nowMy death would have been mercifully swift
Oddly, I couldn't bring myself to hope for a quick end, though, or to try prada fairy to effect that outcome
It would be easy to do, even without doing the deed myselfI would only have to tell them a
lie–pretend to be a Seeker, tell them my colleagues were tracking me right now, bluster and
threatenOr tell them the truth–that Melanie lived on inside me, and that she had brought me
here
They would see another lie, and one so richly irresistible–the idea that the human could live on
after implantation–so tempting to believe from their perspective, so insidious, that they would
believe I was a Seeker more surely than if I claimed itThey would assume a trap, get rid of me
quickly, and find a new place to hide, far away from here
You're probably right,Melanie agreed
But I coco chanel jewelry wasn't in pain yet, and so either form of suicide was hard to embrace; my instinct for
survival sealed my lipsThe memory of my last session with my Comforter–a time so civilized it
seemed to belong to a different planet–flashed through my headMelanie challenging me to
have her removed, a seemingly suicidal impulse, but only a bluffI remembered thinking how
hard it was to contemplate death from a comfortable chair
Last night Melanie and I had wished for death, but death had been only inches away at the
timeIt was different now that I was on my feet again
I don't want to die, either,Melanie whisperedut maybe you're wrongMaybe that's not why
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