Chapter Eight

The three stood outside of Annie's cell fear mixed with guilt in her eyes revealed her thoughts. The mix of shame is what confused them the most. Annie was the victim in this situation but acted as if she were the criminal. She was innocent, the rare innocent they came across in their world.

"You can kill me," Annie whispered those being the first statement she could think to say. She wouldn't complain. She had already figured out that that was how this would end. "But please pay my half of the rent. My roommate can't afford it alone." Annie's head was bowed in shame as if she had done this to herself. It angered the three on the other side. Annie had done nothing wrong. She was the victim and yet acted as if she were the criminal.

"We aren't going to kill you," Alexander stated. There was no humour in his voice. There rarely was anymore. He didn't get that privilege.

"Oh..." Annie responded, looking down. Again she felt the shame of assuming the worst. She could not