Desolation, J. B. Everett [reading a book txt] 📗

he comes back with two glasses of water in his hands. After he sets his down, he walks over and hands the other one to me. When he hands it over, his fingers wrap around mine for a moment.

"Erm...sorry" he says awkwardly, immediately letting go.

"It's okay" I say, smiling.

I don't want him to feel this awkward anymore around me. I want him to know that I'm not angry at him anymore.

He nods, then sits back down on the couch right as Ian walks out of the bathroom. I stare at him as he walks across the room, wearing nothing but a thin towel wrapped around his waist. His rock-solid abs are completely exposed, and I find my eyes glued to them. When he sees that I am staring at him, my cheeks burn bright red. He grins.

"Hey Tessa" he says, smiling.

"Hey" I reply. Finally, I ask,

"Um where are your clothes?"

"I'm looking around this place to see if there are any new clothes. I can't wear those grimy, blood-stained clothes of mine anymore" he murmurs as he walks around the room.

I watch as he walks around the room, looking around. When he finds that there are no extra clothes, he walks back into the bathroom. A few moments later he walks back out, dressed in his grimy, blood-stained clothes.

He plops down on the couch right next to me and immediately wraps his arm around me.

"Sorry that my clothes smell like shit" he whispers.

"It's okay. I'm pretty sure that mine do too" I reply, laughing.

We all sit there in silence until Tristan finally says,

"Well I guess we should go to bed"

No has an objection to that.

Tristan gets up, looking around for a light switch to turn off the bright, annoying fluorescent lights above us.

"I found it" Tristan exclaims.

Just before he turns the lights off, I look up to see Eve staring right at me.

"I will you wake up later" she mouths to me, an excited look on her face.

I nod miserably, my stomach flipping upside down. Even though I am terrified of the Tessa #2 in the other room, the curiosity that I have about her is killing me. A small part of my instinct tells me that Eve is right; I need to wake her up.

There is a click as the lights turn off, leaving us in utter blackness. I curl myself up against Ian's body, resting my head against one of the pillows. By far, this sleeping arrangement is one thousand times better than sleeping on the jungle floor.

"Goodnight" Ian whispers.

After he gives me a soft kiss on the back of my neck, I close my eyes, trying to clear my mind of the racing thoughts going through my mind. But I can't. There is only one thought going through my mind; what is going to happen when we wake her up?

A few minutes go by and Ian breaths become heavy. He is already passed out and I am laying here, wide awake.

Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep.

I repeat this chant in my head, hoping that it will actually work. And I guess that it finally does because somehow I eventually drift off into a dreamless void.


"Tessa"

"Huh?" I murmur, shifting slightly.

"Tessa, get up!" I hear someone's voice hiss.

Groggily I open my eyes and jump when I feel someone's hand grab me.

Eve.

"C'mon, let's go before we wake anyone up" she whispers.

Reluctantly, I stand up, rubbing my eyes. We both silently walk through the darkness, feeling along the walls until we finally find the bookshelf.

"Ready?" Eve whispers.

Suddenly, a wave of fear rushes over me. My heart begins to hammer in my chest and the pit of dread that has been in my stomach ever since I woke up on this island deepens even further.

"I...I can't do this" I say panickedly.

"You cannot back out now. You said you would do this with me" Eve says fiercely.

I gulp.

"Okay fine" I say, even though every part of me wants to get as far away from this door as possible.

Eve presses against the bookshelf and there is a loud creaking noise as the bookshelf revolves to reveal the secret door on the other side. I'm surprised that no one wakes up.

Once the door is fully rotated, Eve grabs the knob and twists it, pushing it open. I swallow hard as we both walk into the dark room. When Eve shuts the door behind us, my heart begins to race even faster.

It's time.

Eve presses a button on the wall and all of the lights turn on, blinding me temporarily. Once my eyes adjust to the brightness, I look across the room and sure enough, Tessa #2 is still there. She looks exactly the same; hooked up to a machine with ghost-white skin. 

We begin to walk towards her. The only sound is the ominous humming of the machine, reverberating in my ears. When we finally reach her side, I look down at her. It is unnerving how she looks exactly like me. And although it is almost imperceptible, her chest is still slowly rising up and down.

"Let me try to turn this machine off" Eve says, walking around the machine.

As she inspects the machine's buttons, I continue to stare down at her, my heart stuck in my throat. I cannot believe that we are doing this.

"Aha, found it" Eve finally says.

She presses a button and suddenly the humming ceases, leaving us in an unsettling silence.

"So, do you want to wake her?" Eve asks, breaking the silence.

"I...er...I...um"

It's as if I have lost the ability to string words together to make a sentence.

"Alright then, I'll do it" Eve says.

She leans over her and shakes her shoulder lightly.

"Wake up" she says.

When she doesn't stir, Eve shakes her again, harder this time. Still, she doesn't wake up.

"Wake up!" Eve shouts, this time much louder.

Nothing.

"I give up. You try" Eve says, crossing her arms against her chest.

After taking a deep breath, I lean over her body, bracing myself. I then reach down and shake her shoulders.

And that's when her eyes flash open. Chapter Forty-Five

I jump backwards, my heart stopping on my chest as her eyes flash open. My blood runs cold and I find myself rooted to the floor, paralyzed with fear. She slowly sits up, a dazed expression on her face as she props herself up on her elbows.

And that's when her emerald green eyes lock with mine.

I can't even utter a word. This is all just too creepy.

She stares at me unblinkingly, as if she is possessed.

"Um...hello?" Eve says.

No reply.

Eve takes a step forward towards her, when suddenly she says,

"The Blair Institute is for the greater good"

I jump again. Her voice sounds exactly like mine.

"What did you just say?" Eve asks.

"The Blair Institute is for the greater good" she says robotically.

I swallow hard, beginning to sweat.

"They're not for the greater good" I murmur under my breath.

"What did you just say?" she asks me, her eyes burning into mine.

This is so strange; I am literally talking to myself.

'I said, the Blair Institute is not for the greater good. They are evil people. And you're not even a real person; they created you to..."

But before I can finish, Tessa #2 jumps off of her bed and grabs me, slamming me against the wall.

Hard.

I scream as she violently puts her hands around my neck, her fingernails digging into my skin.

"What did you just say!" she shouts maniacally.

I kick her, trying to get her off of me, but instead she squeezes her hands around my neck harder. She is going to kill me.

Then suddenly, just when I think that I cannot take another breath, there is a loud crash as Tessa #2 falls to the ground. Breathlessly, I look up to see Eve standing over her body. She looks up at me, then asks,

"Are you okay?" Eve asks.

Yeah. It's not like I almost just got choked to death by my clone.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I lie.

Rubbing my neck, I look down at her. She is definitely out cold. Blood pools out of her nose, staining the white floor.

"Let's get out of here" Eve says.

I have no objection to that. Quickly, we rush over towards the door. All that I want to do is get out of this room and as far away from my clone as I can. When I grab the door handle, I look down to see that my hands are trembling violently. I twist the knob and pull the door open, walking through the doorway. After Eve comes out behind me, we both turn around and quietly close the door shut.

"I'm sorry Tessa. That was a bad idea of mine; we should not have done that" Eve says.

"Yeah, it was" a voice says curtly from behind us.

I jump and turn to see a shadowy figure standing up in the darkness. Immediately, I know who it is.

Ian.

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"I thought you promised me that you would never go back in that room" Ian says.

"Ian, I..." I start, my voice trailing off.

"Forget it Tessa. You never can keep your promises" he says coldly.

His words hit me hard, causing my heart to ache. I watch hopelessly as he lays back down on the couch.

"Uh oh" Eve whispers to me.

I suddenly am filled with a surge of anger.

"This is all your fault. You forced me to do this when I knew all along that it was a bad idea!" I whisper furiously to her.

Eve shrugs.

"Sorry" she whispers, then walks away towards one of the couches.

I clench my fists, trying to stop myself from punching her. Everything is just so messed up right now, and I cannot sort things out. If I could make a list of all the shit going on right now, it would look something like this;

1. I am kidnapped by psychopath doctors on a remote island

2. I cannot remember anything

3. There is a clone of me in the other room that just tried to kill me

4. Eve is a psychobitch

5. Ian is angry at me (again)

And the list goes on.

I sigh. The best thing that I can do right now is go to sleep.

Since there are no more couches open, I sadly slump to the ground and lay down on the hard, concrete floor. This is by far worse than sleeping on the jungle floor.

I close my eyes, trying clear all of the racing thoughts in my mind. I keep trying to tell myself that I'll deal with Ian in the morning. Maybe I'll wake up and everything will be okay with him. But the more that I think about it, the more I realize that that's not going to happen.

After about an hour or so, I am still laying wide awake on the floor. Frustrated, I stand up and walk towards the ladder.

I need to get out of this stuffy place.

It takes a few minutes, but finally I navigate my way through the darkness and find the ladder. I carefully climb up and slide the glass door open when I reach the top. Hoisting myself up with all my strength, I climb out onto the soft earth.

Standing up, I close my eyes and take in a long deep