A continuation of this fic.
I entered Niomi’s quarters and braced myself against the wall. I was shaking uncontrollably and breathless from running. There was a lump forming in my chest I could feel it expanding. Niomi came out of her bedroom. She was looking at a magazine as she walked toward me. When she looked up she froze. I began biting my lip. “Adira, what the hell happened?” She rushed to my side.
I turned my face from her; I didn’t want her to see the tears that were beginning to well up in my eyes. I started trembling and I couldn’t stop. Niomi put her arm around me, “Adira, what have they done to you?” I buried my face in her shoulder and broke down. I felt like a child, when you can’t stop crying no matter what you do. “Adira, I’ve known you for years, I have never seen you cry. I’ve seen you humiliated, beaten and threatened with much worse but I have never seen you cry. What’s wrong?” Her voice was motherly and comforting.
I shook my head against her shoulder. “I can’t do it.”, my eyes were burning. I could feel myself beginning to panic.
“Can’t do what?” Her voice was filled with concern.
“I can’t give Trakis the files. He’s looking for me. If he finds me My Ambassador is…. My people.” I pulled myself back from her and stood up, biting back the remaining tears. “I can not deceive him, Niomi. I would rather die.”
Niomi gazed at me for a moment; the panic was beginning to seep into her expression, “Gera! Adira, go to the hall by the Happy Daze in Down Below. Gera is down there She can hide you.. Go.” She grabbed my arm, nearly wrenching it out of socket, as she shoved me out her door. “Go! He will come here to look for you. I will stall Trakis as long as I can.”Crossposted to theatrical_muse