Thread: Sex:  No Longer a Necessity [Mio / Charlmeister]

What are you doing? Amelia stared at her sister, who moved frantically around the room with a duffel bag, stuffing as many clothes - for them both - as could fit inside. She was confused, to say the least, and the more she watched her sister was the tighter her chest became from the increasing build of panic that stacked itself up by heavy degrees, inside of her. Her sister, Pandora, glanced at her for a second to smile at her reassuringly. We're leaving. Amelia frowned and got up, putting down her plate of unfinished food on the vanity by the bed. Leaving? Why would they leave? They were fine here in Ridge. The housing scheme was nice, the neighbors were sweet people. Why are we leaving? Pandora, what's wrong? Panic raised the decibels of her voice and Amelia walked over to her, removing clothes from the duffel bag as Pandora placed them in. We're not leaving. We have to leave Amelia. Pandora didn't raise her voice too much but enough so that her sister would stop interfering with her packing. The rough undertone of her voice was enough to stop Amelia, who was now on the verge of tears. Amelia... Pandora sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her sister's hand, pulling her to sit with her. I'm pregnant, ok? Amelia blinked at her, wiping her tears. What? You're what? What is that? Pandora closed her eyes for a second then reopened them, using those precious milliseconds to calm herself enough and think through how she would explain this. But now, there was no time. The government spot checks would be happening in a couple hours and they needed to be at the camp before then. When we get to the place, I'll tell you about it. But right now, we have to leave. Because if we don't, if the soldiers take me in for a check, you won't see me again. She wished she could have made it sound less dramatic, less serious but that was the situation. She wanted to cry, she felt the building weight of a lump at her throat. But weakness was something she couldn't afford right now. And it would only catapult Amelia into throes of sorrow, instead, she smiled and wiped Amelia's tears and kissed her. Now help me pack. Amelia nodded slowly. There wasn't much that she understood from what her sister just told her, but her dying? It was enough to help her understand that pregnant was wrong, something the government was against. She didn't want to leave, but her sister was in danger. She hurried to the bathroom to shower then followed her sister out as they walked along the side of the road. Some neighbors were out walking their dogs, tending to their gardens - some just jogged by and waved in their direction when they caught a glimpse of them. Lovely people , Amelia thought. Living corpses , Pandora thought. Both smiled in return and Pandora held tightly to Amelia's hand, knowing she needed that reassuring squeeze. She had the radio in her pocket to contact the other mates from the rebel group she was a member of. Pandora couldn't think of leaving her sister behind, though at times she thought it best. Amelia was already under the government's control. It had made her worry and she didn't want her to suffer the way their mother did. She wanted to save her. As they neared the camp, out of sight from person's who could be around, she reached for the radio and pressed the button on the side. Foxhollow to Greg? Behind her, she heard Amelia repeating what she said in a small voice. Foxhollow to Greg. She's here with me. Pandora turned to her sister and smiled. Who's Greg? Amelia asked, arching a brow. You'll see.