“Take a few minutes to say your goodbyes and gather your things,” Miss Christi said as we stepped off the elevator. “Then I’ll take you to your new wing and get you checked in.”
“Yes ma’am,” I said, sensitive to remain on my best behavior.
I entered my room. Before the door could fully close, Kayla burst in squealing like an excited piglet. “I was hoping I’d get to see you before you were moved! I wanted to tell you the news!” she said as she squeezed me. Kayla plopped herself casually on my bed and watched as I withdrew my small bag from the closet. “Miss Riley and I are SO in love.”
I stopped and glared at Kayla.
“She said as soon as she can, she is going to steal me away from this place and we’re going to run away together, somewhere no one can ever find us! Isn’t it romantic!!” Kayla quickly dialed down her enthusiasm. “Don’t tell anyone, okay? It might take a few months until the timing is right, and I may even be pregnant by then, but Miss Riley has assured me she can manage helping me through the birth all by herself. She said she can’t wait to have a family with me! Can you believe it Lexi, me and Miss Riley, as a family!”
“Kayla... are you sure you haven’t misunderstood? I mean, you only just met her. This all seems a little...”
“What? ...Fast?” Kayla snapped.
“Well... yes,” I replied. “Not to mention dangerous! Do you have any idea how much trouble you could get in just for joking about running away?”
“Joking? I’m serious. ...you’re jealous!” she said. “I’m happy and in love. I have a future with my soul mate and you can’t stand it!”
“Kayla...”
“Don’t Kayla me!” she said crossing her arms.
We stood silent for a moment. I was tempted to tell her about my relationship with Riley, but she was acting so strange, I decided it wasn’t a good idea.
“Why can’t you simply be happy for me?” she finally asked.
“Kayla... I do want you to be happy, I DO! It’s just... I don’t believe what you’re telling me.” I finally blurted out.
Kayla’s jaw dropped.
“This whole thing is such a fantastic story and I can’t see how anything you said can be real. You just met and all of a sudden you are crazy in love and want to risk everything, your very freedom, to run away together?! I can’t see anyone buying it Kayla. It sound like a great big load of crap!”
“...Eve said you were a bitch like that, Lexi.”
“Eve Manchester?! I’ve never talked to Eve once in my entire life! How is she is the authority on me now? Kayla, I don’t understand. What are you doing? Hanging out with those girls? Spreading lies? I don’t get it.”
“They care about me. They are happy for me. THEY are my friends, not you!” she said getting to her feet.
“Okay fine!” I said “You can have them. Best of luck!”
“I hope you miscarry.” Kayla said.
I sucked in a gasp. “How could you say such a horrible thing?!” I demanded.
For a heartbeat, I saw a twinge of guilt in her face. “Bye!” she said as she stormed out of my room.
I was crushed. One of the only friends I had at The Breeding Center, and now she was gone. I immediately broke into a hard sob. My mind raced through all we had said. I wanted to run after her and get to the bottom of this. I wanted to demand to know the truth about her relationship with Riley. I wanted to find out why she felt the need to act that way towards me. Instead, I turned off the tears, wiped my eyes quickly, and began shoving my things into my bag, anxious to leave her behind.
Two minutes later, with my bag in hand, I stood holding the door handle. I took a deep breath and looked back at the empty room that had already given me so many memories. Then, determining most of them were negative, I became thankful for my next chapter. I yanked the handle and flung open the door. I found Miss Christi busying herself at the nurse’s station. “I’m ready to go.”
*****
Miss Christi used her key card and the elevator descended. “Lexi, I want you to know, although we have had our difficulties, I do care about you and the important work you are doing here.”
I was curious why she labeled me as someone with a short temper and someone who would not do well in society. On the contrary, I thought I was quite mild-mannered and kind. However, given my current emotional state, I decided against opening the subject for fear she would label me as argumentative. I remained quiet and simply acknowledged her.