30th Piece

This is the 28th Post to the book I was talking about in my "What My Blog Is" post.

Darlene shows me that the bottom of my dress can come off and turn into shorts, a correction I asked her to make on my dress before I had that weird moment. After we say farewell to the the two trios we reach an old door. It looks to be hand made. Carvings dance around the door.. literally dance, but one carving stands still. It was a girl and a boy just standing there seeming to watch the others from a distance. The guard notices me squinting at the two and murmurs "Well that's new," I look up at him to ask what he means by that, but he's already putting in the code to unlock the door. At first a blinding light hits my eyes but when they adjust I gasp. The room is beautiful. There are more carvings dancing along the walls just like the people on the floor. Around the walls are different windows, from floor to ceiling windows to stained glass to just picture frame windows. Someone tugs on my elbow and pulls me inside. Along with all the beauty comes the memories of my family. The last time I saw them was at a party like this but then came the accident, let's just say I'm not very fond of get-together things like this. It must have shown on my face because Eric mouths "Are you ok?" I nod and swallow. I came here for a reason and I'm not going to let memories from the past ruin this moment. The guard leaves which means that there must be some pretty high security here. Which means that Eric and I have to be careful with what we say, but at least we can finally say something without an actual person looking at us and contemplating whether or not to turn us in, again. I motion to Eric to go over to the corner in the back, he nods and we start our way over. Getting there wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. We are constantly stopped and asked to dance, to which we decline as nicely as we can manage. Once we reach the corner I see that we are underneath a glass window that pictures a lady who was wearing a brilliant red dress and had her hair in curls that draped around her face. "We need to get out of here," Eric and I say at the same time. We would have laughed but we are both dead serious about leaving. "How are we going to do that though? You have your cuff and body guard," Eric asks. "I have no idea, but I can't stand this place too many memories here. I need to leave soon or I think I might have to kill myself to leave this living hell." I respond. Eric starts fidgeting like something is eating at him. "Spill," I say. He stops and looks into my eyes, the blue in them seems to be churning like a raging sea, "You could have left," he says "When you were up on that tree you could have left without me, but you didn't. Why?" I sigh, I don't have an adequate answer for him, I never will, but he needs to hear something. "Look I couldn't just leave you here with these monsters," I say under my breath, "It wouldn't be worth leaving here without you. I would've always had that nagging feeling inside of me that I should have stayed. Plus you are to good a friend, and I should be asking you the same question. You don't have a guard or a cuff, you know how to climb trees, why don't you leave?" He just shrugs and looks at the ground for awhile before saying, "You were the only one who stayed with me for so long. Other than my father of course, but he, well you know, passed." I reach out and touch his shoulder meeting his eyes and giving a little smile, "Hey we are getting out of here," I say lightly, "How?" He asks again, "I have a plan," I say and smirk