Avoidables 5(4)

By: Rachel Medhurst


‘I can’t hold it,’ she said through clenched teeth.

‘I know, but I’m not going to approach you without your consent. Do you want some?’

Her gaze darted around the room. She smacked her lips a few times and then nodded as she looked back at me. I stepped forward and poured the liquid into her mouth. I forced myself not to react when her sharp teeth came close to my hand.

‘Thank you,’ she muttered as I turned away. ‘Are you going?’

I heard the pleading in her voice and stopped. My plan was working. Be kind and get her on my side or leave her to the Perfects.

‘What’s your name?’ I asked, sitting on a chair on the other side of the room.

She lifted her eyebrows and I shrugged.

‘I’m sure they’ve told you that my name is Amya,’ she said.

I clenched my hands into fists when I saw that flash of vulnerability in her eyes. Why were they treating such a young person like this? What gave them the right to tie her up and leave her dehydrated?

‘I’m not friends with them, Amya, if that’s what you think. This is the first time I’ve ever been to the city. I’m a rebel too.’

Her eyes widened slightly, but she shook her head quickly. ‘I don’t believe you. Why would you come here, from your camp, to speak to me?’

I didn’t know what to say because I wasn’t sure of the answer myself. I’d been angry as I stood watching Noland and Gina, the new lovebirds, and felt like I had to get away from that. When Leon had ordered me to be the one to come and work with William, I had quickly agreed. Now I wasn’t sure I’d made the right decision. I wasn’t intelligent enough to deal with this.

‘If you want the truth, it’s because the man who I was involved with fell in love with a Perfect.’

The corner of her lip quirked into her cheek and I fought the urge to smack her pretty little weird face.

‘Precious will be upset,’ she muttered as the grin spread over the rest of her face.

‘Who’s Precious?’

Amya started to laugh. Her shoulders shook as she let her head fall back against the chair.

‘She’s my second in command. She was the third until Jason killed her partner.’

I had heard the whole story. I’d been forced to listen to it as Jason drove me to the Upper Side. Why they wanted Jason to start with was beyond me; he was quite irritating.

‘We just took our chances when we took Jason. Gina, though, we knew exactly what we wanted when we took her.’

‘And what was that…?’

It suddenly occurred to me that William and Jason were probably listening to our conversation.

‘Do the Perfects seriously think that sending in another Avoidable is going to get me talking?’ Amya said letting her hair fall over her face as she looked between her legs.

‘I have no idea, Amya, to be honest; I don’t even know why they’re bothering to keep you alive. They have this new thing where Avoidables aren’t executed instantly. I’m a little suspicious as to why all of a sudden they’re doing this. We both know they’re going to kill the whole lot of you. In fact, I’ll bet a whole load of guards are out there, right now, in the jungle, killing your kind now.’

I stood up and grabbed the door handle but a long low grumble stopped me. I turned slowly and watched as her head rose and her hair fell away to reveal her cat’s eyes.

‘You’re wrong,’ she spat, launching herself across the room towards me. Her hands were free and they came around me, tackling me into the door.

I stumbled, but kept my feet. How dare the little…

‘Ouch, you…’

She bit me on the shoulder, her small sharp teeth sinking into my skin. I lost all sense of preservation. I was not going to be eaten by a cat girl. I swung my fist into her head and brought my knee up into her stomach. She released me and tried to step back, but the girl had gone too far. I wrenched her head to the side by getting a hold of her hair and pulling hard. She yelped as I looked down into her eyes. She stopped struggling and I heard the door behind us open.

‘It’s over Layla,’ William’s deep voice floated into the room.

‘You think you’re better than the Perfects,’ I hissed, ‘but those cats have treated you exactly like a Perfect. You have no idea how hard it is in the real world and I can tell you now, if you think you’re going to get the better of them, you have no idea. They’re evil.’

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