Lachy, for some reason unknown to him, felt his cheeks heat up and he hid his face under his pillow to hide it, "No. I wanna go back to sleep." He whined, curling back up under the covers. He didn't want to face the rest of the day.
“Don’t we all. I plan on staying in this bed until they make me get out of it.” He grumbled, rubbing his eyes tiredly. “I think they’re not letting us get enough sleep on purpose, you know, so we’re less stable and can’t put up as much of a fight.”
"They'll probably make us get up for the slop they feed as for breakfast," Came Lachy's muffled reply from under the pillow, "Not that anyone eats it, probably another tactic so we don't fight back."
“Oh yeah it’s definitely another tactic to keep us from fighting. They’re definitely going to force us out of bed and I’m not looking forward to it.” He sighed, covering his face with his hands. “I really do hate it here.”
Lachy hummed his agreement, peaking his head out from under the pillow so he could look at the other. His hair was a mess covering most of his face but he didn't care, "I hope we get out of here soon… I don't know if I could stay here any longer."
“Same…I just hope they decide to leave us alone for today. But they probably won’t.” He replied. He rolled over in his bed, whining softly. “How’d you sleep? Any nightmares or anything?”
He sighed softly, shaking his head, "Not tonight," He said softly, "Not that I can remember, anyway," He sat up, yawning and rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands, "You?"
“Nope. No nightmares or dreams. I miss having dreams, I’ve barely had any in the nine months I’ve been here.” He frowned a bit, his forehead crinkling. He attempted to run his fingers through his hair, his fingers getting caught on a few tangles that he quickly tried to get rid of.
"I'd rather have no dreams at all then nightmares," Lachy replied, looking down at his crossed legs, "Mine didn't stop when I came here," he shrugged, "It's not like I'm not used to them, I just wished they would stop."
“Honestly same. I’m sorry that you have nightmares. Nightmares suck.” He could hear the other teens starting to wake up as well. He sighed. “They’re probably going to come force us out of bed now.”
He looked towards the door, then back to Aidan before down at his lap, "Why can't they just leave us here? Or let us go? We're not going to do anything." The doors started to open in the hallway, the whispers of the teens starting to echo through the halls.
He shrugged. “I don’t know how it even got this bad in the first place. I mean sure, there were always places like this, but there were never this many people in them. And then as soon as the whole power thing started, it got worse. It gave them a real reason to lock us up.”
"Me neither." The door to their room opened and one of the guards barged in, grabbing Lachy by the arm and pulling him out of bed and into the hall. He turned to Aidan, ready to do the same.
Aidan wanted to be a bit of an annoyance today and made the guard physically drag him out of bed. It was pretty much the only form of rebellion he could do right now.
Lachy stayed by the door until Aidan was out, wanting to walk with him to the dining hall. The guard walked away once they were both out of the room, going to do the same with another two teens probably.
Aidan sighed, flipping the guards off once they couldn’t see him anymore. He walked over to Lachy. “Well, let’s get going then I guess.” He yawned again, looking absolutely miserable.
As the two headed into the dining hall, there seemed to be a higher buzz of activity and gossip then normal. All if not most, talking about one thing: A rebellion. That the prophecy was starting to come true. The younger ones seemed to believe it, however the older teens thought it was just a rumor.
Aidan eavesdropped on a few conversations as he got his food. The possibility of a rebellion was very interesting, and brought him a bit of hope. But it still seemed unlikely. As soon as he sat down with Lachy, he decided to bring it up. “Soo..what do you think about all this prophecy and rebellion stuff?”
Lachy shrugged a shoulder, sitting down across from Aidan and picking at his food, "I mean it's a good way to give hope to everyone in these Facilities," He said, "If there is going to be a rebellion.. I just hope we get out but the whole prophecy thing.. who do people even know it's being fulfilled? Are they tracking the people? How do they even know?"
“Yeah that’s what I’m wondering too…and how did people even find out about all this rebellion stuff in the first place?!” He let out an aggravated sigh. “None of this makes any sense.” He aggressively poked at his food. “And what is this whole prophecy thing?”
"You don't know about the prophecy?" Lachy's eyes widened a little, "It was said that once the rebellion starts forming, one person from the facility, accompanied with another, will rise up to lead them. One is supposed to be the most powerful this world has ever seen, the other is supposed to help them on their quest for peace. They're going to lead the rebellion, destroy all the facilities and bring peace back to the world, like it was centuries ago."
“I’d always known one existed, I just didn’t know what it was. That’d be nice if it was real. These prophecy people better hurry the heck up. I don’t think they plan on keeping me alive for too much longer”
"Yeah… according to the rumors going around, apparently the two have found each other. Who knows how people know that. Maybe they just seem too powerful when they're together. Obviously someone knows who they are."
“Hopefully Sterling and the rest of his facility minions don’t find out who they are. That’d suck for them.” He ate some of the food, gagging a bit. “Jesus, this stuff is really disgusting..” he mumbled, forcing himself to swallow it.
Lachy smirked a little, “Is it bad that I’ve had worse then this? Outside of the facility?” He took a few mouthfuls, swallowing as quick as he could so the taste didn’t stay too long.