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3WW: care unexpected weekend

October 23, 2007 By pia

Pia Savage Fiction
This is the third in a series.
the first
The second
The fourth will be more explanatory. I think.
I have a cold that I was convinced was a strep throat this morning. It’s my niece’s Bat Mitzvah next week, and as designated co-host I can’t find a dress that is properly demure and sexy. The stress…

Good morning! You look like you had a very exciting night’s sleep, Ella. Not a very restful one though. I hope the dreams were worth it. But it’s not like you have anything to do all day. Breakfast is in the kitchen. I don’t serve you. It’s enough that I have to cook for you. You know where the bathroom is.

I’m Nell…

Lord do we have to go through this everyday, all day?
The woman walked away from the window. In her right hand she was holding something.

Nell tried to get out of bed but fell back into it. She was tired, so tired of trying to prove that she wasn’t Ella. Denny had been here last night. She was sure of that. She could feel, smell him all over her. She wanted to trust her memories. She felt as though she lived in a world where the unexpected was the expected.

That’s right Ella, you can’t get out of bed until I give you your shot. So don’t resist. I’m Nadia as I tell you 20 times a day and I’m tired of telling you. I’m tired of you and your dumb ass insistence on being somebody you’re not. You think I want to care for somebody as bitchy as you?
Nadia was smiling, a narrow closed mouth grin as she walked to the bed. Nell tried to move so the woman couldn’t inject her but she was too weak. After Nadia injected Nell, she talked in a hypnotic monotone with a slight Russian accent.

You were raped three years ago and your husband Denny was killed. ‘Course that’s not the real story, but I’m paid good money to make you believe it and if I get the bonus I was promised I just might. I’m supposed to get the bonus soon but I’m not sure that they will come through. I had a visitor last night who told me somethings I just might believe. One thing I do believe Ella is that you’re a spoiled princess, but I’m not sure you’re as evil as they say.

Nell tried to ask what the real story was, who had spoken to Nadia and why she wasn’t as evil as people said. What people? But she started crying. She couldn’t think. She couldn’t get out of bed. She needed to be able to think to devise a plan. She tried staying conscious. She began counting backwards from 100 by 7. 93. 86. 79. 72. 65. Why did she have the number 65 stuck in her mind, what was she doing?

Nadia had said something to her, something important. She couldn’t remember what it was. She found herself in a large kitchen she never remembered seeing before staring at a plate of scrambled eggs. She couldn’t remember anything but she was pretty sure that she never ate eggs without salsa. A man was in the kitchen with Nadia. He wasn’t Denny or Del but he looked familiar. As he talked to Nadia she found her body wanting him. Was that all she was? A sex machine? She tried listening to the conversation but her mind was stuck thinking “65, 65, over and over again.” Nadia spoke loudly to her.
I’m going out. Justin will be here. You were friends.
His voice was soothing. Honest soothing not the fake voice Nadia put on.

Hello Ella. I haven’t been here in awhile. It’s alright if you don’t remember me. Nadia will be gone for a few hours.
They heard a door close. The man named Justin walked out of the room. He came back quickly, spoke loudly:
Nadia went to do errands. You should really eat those eggs.
Then he walked up to her, and whispered into her ear.
You are Nell. I can’t ask you to trust me but I hope you do. I can’t explain anything until we get you out of here and that might not be until the weekend. Drink this.

Nell didn’t know why she trusted him but she drank the water quickly. Her mind and body relaxed. Really relaxed, not from a drug trance. She didn’t know why she could trust Justin. Something about him seemed familiar and good. Nell knew Justin was here to help her. She knew her name was Nell and that there was one person in the world who would help her.

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Filed Under: 3WW, Fiction Tagged With: 3WW

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Comments

  1. paisley says

    October 24, 2007 at 11:19 am

    damn… no fair… just when i really get into it it is over every week!!!!!!!

  2. Doug says

    October 24, 2007 at 11:23 am

    This is just great. Seriously. And it’s up on Wednesday, too!

  3. Jo says

    October 24, 2007 at 1:15 pm

    Left me wanting more, again. Gargle with apple cyder vinegar……2 tbsps in a small glass of water every hour. Your throat will be all better by morning.

  4. Herb says

    October 24, 2007 at 2:29 pm

    I am definitely hooked. Suppose I have to wait a week to see what happens next. Hope you feel better, and the Bat Mitzvah is uneventful.

  5. Sara says

    October 24, 2007 at 2:33 pm

    I’m interested to see what happens between Justin and Nell. That was a smart way to end this section- making the reader crave more.

  6. kate says

    October 24, 2007 at 2:50 pm

    You do have a great knack of cutting us off JUST at the worst/best time! lol I am interested in seeing how Justin and Nells relationship evolves!

  7. Pen and the Sword says

    October 24, 2007 at 4:47 pm

    This was very intriguing; very mysterious. Looking forward to reading more ;o)

  8. Lesley says

    October 24, 2007 at 6:20 pm

    Sinister and disturbing! And who’d have guessed it from a girl with such a perky looking header – Fine stuff chick!

  9. Shephard says

    October 24, 2007 at 7:23 pm

    Mystery and intrigue. I Love the variety of 3WW!
    ~S

  10. UL says

    October 24, 2007 at 9:15 pm

    Oh this series is more intriguing in every new post, I shall wait with patience for more.

  11. cooper says

    October 24, 2007 at 9:16 pm

    Eh, Leave me wanting more….never satisfied me.
    It’s Wednesday so you have taken me off my schedule. Wednesday used to be Friday – those were the days. 😉

  12. TC says

    October 24, 2007 at 9:44 pm

    Hope you’re feeling better!

    I can’t wait to see if Justin is really who she thinks he is.

  13. lissa says

    October 24, 2007 at 9:58 pm

    Very mysterious with the twist and turns. So is she Ella or Nell?

  14. Bone says

    October 25, 2007 at 1:32 pm

    I’m picturing an old black & white movie, with Audrey Hepburn as Nell. Or maybe a more recent one with Michelle Pfeiffer.

    Have I said that already? Because I think it each week.

    I’m not sure you’re as evil as they say.

    Great, well-placed line. Hints at something, but what?? Please tell us 🙂

  15. Lightheaded says

    October 25, 2007 at 1:57 pm

    Totally intriguing! I hope Justin’s trustworthy. On second thought I’m still thinking if Nell is trustworthy.

  16. truefaith1963 says

    October 25, 2007 at 4:17 pm

    Well Pia I had to wait until I got home to read this as the server at work is still upset with you! This story is seriously intriguing.

  17. Michelle Johnson says

    October 26, 2007 at 9:23 am

    I know I already told you this but, it is worth mentioning again. I love this story, it’s my favorite of all I have read of yours. And, I can’t wait ’til next weeks continuation. Love where you went with Justin and Nell. Keep up the good work.

    Have a nice day.
    Michelle

  18. gautami says

    October 29, 2007 at 10:24 am

    It is developing nicely. Though I am late here, I am glad I finally did arrive.

  19. a.tag.along.traveler says

    October 29, 2007 at 7:26 pm

    you know sometimes I’m very glad that I dont get around to reading everybodies until the beginning of the week…that means that I dont have to wait as long to read the next…:) you’re really good at leaving us hanging!

Trackbacks

  1. Courting Destiny » Blog Archive » 3WW: phone, stumbled, windy says:
    October 31, 2007 at 12:59 pm

    […] Svage-fiction-bone/”>One Two Three Nell and Justin went to the living room. He motioned for her to sit on the couch. It wasn’t one that she remembered from yesterday or from her interlude with Denny. She supposed it was an interlude. Maybe it had been a hallucination. How could she trust Justin? How could she not? He gave her some more water. She had been drinking the water constantly in the closet. She couldn’t imagine ever feeling satiated. […]

  2. Courting Destiny » Blog Archive » 3WW–phone, stumbled, windy: Colliding Worlds- says:
    October 31, 2007 at 1:15 pm

    […] Just remember that if you feel good your blog has become bigger than mine–it’s as if I’m wearing a blindfold and lead shoes. Invisible of course. One Two Three Nell and Justin went to the living room. He motioned for her to sit on the couch. It wasn’t one that she remembered from yesterday or from her interlude with Denny. She supposed it was an interlude. Maybe it had been a hallucination. How could she trust Justin? How could she not? He gave her some more water. She had been drinking the water constantly in the closet. She couldn’t imagine ever feeling satiated. […]

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