6 Chapter 6:Freed by the storm

I couldn't stop crying knowing Josh was no longer with me. I've only met him today, but deep down. It felt like I knew him for a long time, even though he was a stranger. I felt safe with him and trusted him with my life. I had to find him; after the storm as pass. I had to escape from here and go in search of him.

A strange smile appeared on my sad face; while I sink my hand within the soft bed grabbing onto the white sheet; knowing if I should leave and find him. He would take care of me and teach me what I needed to know of this world. First, I had to find out where he was.

I wiped the tears from my eyes and sat up on my bed.

"Are you finish crying now, reds?" Cindy said; while she sat up on her bed with a book in her hand.

"Reds?" I repeated.

Suddenly I looked up at my hair. Realizing the reason why she called me so. It was because of the color of my hair.

Nervous, I turned my head aside staring at the room. It consists of two pieces of furniture. The two beds only.

"What's your name?" she asked me.

I turned my head away from her slowly; not allowing her to see my face.

"You're a shy one, aren't you?" she said.

I slowly moved my mouth and spoke. Wanting to see if she could help me find Josh.

"Do you know where I can find Josh?" I asked her, softly. As I turned to her.

Staring within her book, she folded a page within the middle and closed the small black book placing it within her lap; while one of her hand still hold it.

"I'm not supposed to tell you, she told me, and anyways why would I tell you when you're not interested in answering my question?" she said.

I looked at her sadly; not knowing what to say. I had no name. I needed to find Josh and I had to give her a name so she can tell me.

What do I need to do, I thought? Suddenly I had a plan. All I had to do was lie to her.

"My name is Reds?" I answered her.

She raised her eyebrows; staring at me.

"I'm I suppose to believe that," she said.

"Why can't you tell me where he is?" I asked her disappointedly.

"It's dinner time," she said. Placing her book on the bed. Removing herself from her bed about to leave the room.

"Wait," I stopped her.

"I don't have a name," I told her the truth. Desperate in finding Josh.

She turned around. I lower my head staring at the brown carpet.

"My grandma refuses to give me a name because I killed my mom while she gave birth to me and too was born of rape."

She closes the door behind her and sat on the bed sadly.

"I'm sorry," apologize.

I looked at her with tears in my eyes. She removed herself from the bed and walked towards me.

"You did not kill your mother, she said. It just happens that she had to die when she had you."

I wanted to believe her, but I couldn't. I knew if she wasn't rape. She would be alive now and I would not have killed her.

"I'm sorry," she again apologizes.

I looked at her wiping away my tears.

"Have your grandmother ever hurt you?" she inquires me.

I didn't want any trouble. I moved about to exit the room.

"Wait!" she stopped me.

"Josh is in Spicy groove, that's where I will be going after the storm passes," she told me.

I felt overwhelmed hearing her said that. I didn't know where Spicy groove was and she could help.

I turned back towards her.

"Will you help me find him?" I asked her.

"First, I want to know why?" she inquired me.

I hated she was giving me a hard them to give me answers and was finding her very irritating. I sigh heavily and answered her.

"He makes me feel save," I told her sadly.

She turned her head aside not looking at me and walked towards the window, sadly. I felt a bad feeling within my stomach; seeing the way she was now.

"How long have you known Josh?" she inquired me.

I walked up towards her.

"I've known him just today," I answered her.

"What if I tell you he is not the person how you see him as?" she told me.

"He is a good person and I feel it within my heart the whole time he was with me," I said to her; not wanting to listen to whatever she was about to say.

"Okay, she said while she turned around. Come with me when the storm pass and I will show you where he lives."

"Good," I answered her with a bright smile on my face.

"You're not going to be happy with what you will see," she said while she walked towards the door, opening it.

I didn't care whatever she said for I knew that Josh was a great person. I felt it and he too was a hundred times much better than Phyllis.

I sat back on my bed anxious for the storm to pass.

"Aren't you coming?" Cindy inquired me.

I was going to say no, but then I remember being kept within the cell and not being able to walk around where ever I needed to go.

"Yes," I answered her; while I followed her.

We went downstairs and turned left; soon we were within a large eating area with a very long wide table filled with numerous food. Around it sat a lot of people. People of my age and older. Cindy instructed me to sit.

Suddenly I saw my grandma. She came around the table and took a chair right beside me. I felt my stomach twist inside of me hating she was next to me.

She looked at me and then went for a bowl of mashed potatoes to eat with her barbecue chicken. I removed my eyes off her and only went for baked fish. The presence of her had made me lost my appetite; like always.

"Aren't you going to try something else?" Cindy inquired me.

"No," I answered her.

Completing my meal, I head upstairs quickly away from the witch. Cindy accompanied me as well.

"Was that lady your grandma?" she inquired me as we entered our room.

I nodded.

"I figured," she said.

I lay on my bed sadly; staring at the white ceiling.

"I lost the only person that matter to me, my mom at the age of sixteen," Cindy told me.

I turned my attention to her as soon as I heard her sad story.

"What happened to her?" I inquired her.

"She was robbed and kill," She told me.

"I'm sorry," I apologize to her sadly.

"Yes," she answered.

She too lay on her bed and turned towards me; while we both stared into each other face.

"When you discover who Josh is and don't want to return home. You can come home with me," she told me.

I smiled at her.

"Josh will take care of me, but thanks anyway," I told her.

"Okay," she said.

I hated the way she answered me; trying to make me think Josh was a bad person.

"Good night," I told her going off to sleep. Wishing not to talk to her anymore in allowing her to speak ill of Josh.

"Good night," she answered.

The rain had started to fall even harder; it was quite relaxing now that I was laying on a soft bed.

I smiled as I remember I was wearing Josh's sweater. I held it and went off to sleep dreaming of finding him. He, the only one that showed me, love.

I jumped from my sleep hearing the strong wind from outside.

"Go back to sleep," Cindy instructed me.

"We are save here," she again told me.

I lay on my bed and closed my eyes. Falling asleep.

I heard a loud sound downstairs. I got up and saw that Cindy was no longer in the room. I exit the room heading downstairs. Wondering what was happening.

"The storm as pass," Cindy said to me as she saw me coming.

I smiled happily; knowing I can now seek Josh.

My smile disappears seeing Phyllis coming toward me.

"Let's go home," she said.

I moved slowly backward about to run. Suddenly I heard the tall strong man who had accompanied Josh to our home.

"Phyllis," he called my grandma.

She turned around.

"I have bad news," he said.

"What is it?" she asked him frighteningly.

"Your house was destroyed by the storm," he told her.

"No!" she shouted while she fell to the floor. The man ran and catch her.

She started to cry.

I didn't felt it that we now had no house to go to. I was happy I was no longer going to stay within that cell.

I hope the cell had gone within the storm, I thought.

"Do you have anywhere you can go miss?" the man inquired her while he held her up.

"My son's home in Spicy groove," she answered him while she wept.

My eyes widen hearing her said, Spicy groove.

It was where Josh was.