Their gazes were like those burning blazes, she couldn't move upon seeing the lady right before her sights. Renesmee was stiff when the lady stepped forward in her direction, she could sense the confusion in the woman's eyes. She wanted to speak but words won't come out of her mouth, "Do I know you?" the woman asked, which made her lips part. She wants to say 'No' but there's a part of her that made her think that they've met before.
Renesmee Fuentes was trying hard to recall a memory with the young lady before her eyes. She didn't know what to do, the lady was so familiar yet she didn't even recognize her.
Before the lass could even speak, Fuentes stepped back from her. She doesn't like the idea that someone just discovered the place. She needed to find a way to prevent her from informing anybody about the place, she frowned and shifted her gaze, and fortunately, she finally saw the satchel she had been gawking for. It was a huge bag and cash was inside of it.
"What are you trying to do with that?" The woman asked all of a sudden upon seeing her fixing the bag, her brows met and she was exhaustingly disturbed. The young lady could not remember anything about her memory but the feeling of familiarity is what she could sense.
"What are you doing here? How on earth did you get inside? You shouldn't be here, lady." Renesmee hissed, she gradually held the girl's wrist and pulled her in, towards the ruined museum.
"I was just walking around and the next thing I remember, I just got inside in this outdated wrecked area." She answered, she could feel her head ailing yet no memory was constructed inside her head. The young lady always wanted to recall her past. Right at the moment, she could sense that she's familiar with the territory, especially the woman before her.
Renesmee sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, "So, where did you come from? Why are you wearing such a uniform? You're like an unbridled patient, huh? Are you from a costume party or something?" She once again asked. That made the lady shut in silence for a moment and stare at her.
Fuentes on the other hand couldn't handle the awkwardness she sensed and so she hastily shifted her gaze away and cussed.
"Keegan," the woman mumbled while her stares almost swallowed Renesmee's soul, which made her cuss again. She's starting to feel uneasy, the young lady was gazing deeply at her and she's admitting it. She's frightened because she is not used to it.
"What do you mean? What are you saying?" The uproar starts to arise within her, she hesitates from walking and waits for the lady to converse. She wants to know who this lady is and why she got here out of nowhere.
"It's my name, it's what the doctors and nurses call me. My name's Keegan," the girl said as she introduced herself, but her brows were joining, bewilderment.
"You're indeed a runaway patient, I'll bring you back to the hospital. You can't be here," Fuentes tried to calm herself; she didn't like her existence at all.
The moment she saw her, she could feel the anxiety within, that's what she wished to find out. Fuentes being around Colson seems very impossible, it was distracting because she doesn't know her yet her confidence makes her fearful.
Keegan Colson rushed her way towards her direction and pleaded, "No, please. Don't take me back there! please let me stay here for a while. I swear I'll never touch anything,"
Renesmee Fuentes doesn't know what to do, she was surprised upon witnessing her begging. Fear can be seen in Colson's looks, afterward, she was urged to let the lady stay in the gallery. She doesn't know what she has been going through but she could tell that the lady was in considerable threat.
"You can stay here for as long as you prefer, I'll be back here later. Just tell me what you wish me to bring, I'll go buy some clothes and stuff for you." She was about to walk away when Colson spoke which made her standstill.
"Can you pay for my drugs?"
Those phrases eventually made her shocked, "What on earth are you saying?" The mood of her voice shifted, the turmoil on her head sickens her. Her lips parted as her eyes widened in terror, upon hearing her utterances, she just couldn't believe it.
'A drug addict? Maybe not, what is she trying to do with her life? She's sick!' She thought.
"What are you going to do with drugs? That's not good for your health. Are you taking your maintenance? I'll go and try asking for the best medicine to buy, just stay put." She barely could hold on to her breathing, she wants to get away from the place because she knows how harmful addicts are.
Colson lowered her head and was unable to utter any words. It took her minutes to think about what to say, which made Fuentes wait patiently, which is beyond what she can mostly do.
"... I just feel like craving for it, can you do it as a favor? I need it." She uttered, her voice was shaking and she felt shy upon saying those phrases from her mouth.
Even if she wants to refuse the favor, she unwillingly agrees. Anyhow, the person needs aid and she couldn't neglect her. She needs to think first before doing anything to assist her, she's a rule breaker and who cares if she does illegal things? They are destined to be this way, and nothing's interrupting them.
"You gotta be kidding me, lady. Anyway, I'll be back here at exactly five PM. Expect me to arrive, so just please stay here and don't touch anything nor do anything, do you get me? You have to stay still so people won't find out that you're hiding, I'll bring you food, clothing, and your favors. Just wait for me," she said and got out of the place, Colson was left alone, baffled. She then roamed her sight unto the entire room and a smile was caught out on her edges.
"I like it here..."