Chaos High

Lesson Forty-Six

All Great Changes Are Preceded By Chaos.

Mind games.

It was the worst type of game someone could play with another. It makes you rethink everything and doubt anything that's ever came to your mind. Everything you've heard or been taught in life is put on the wheel of doubt.

Your mind overthinks and if the other person is really good at it you won't even know their playing mind games with you.

It was something I was good at. I was good at making someone doubt everything in life. Even if they were ahead of the game I could twist everything they knew about the situation and put it in my own hands.

Reading people was another key factor in playing mind games and it was another thing I was extremely good at. Every movement you make, every detail of how you stood and carried yourself told me something.

Something about yourself that you had probably never recognised yourself.

I could tell you your biggest fears and what your deepest thoughts are just by watching and studying you. Every action you make tells me a story. A story that I turn into an advantage for myself.

The problem with me and Nisha is that we both knew how to play that game. In fact we were in a completely different league of our own and now here we were face to face for the first time by ourselves.

No one else to make a distraction, no one else to try and trick into doing our own bidding.

No it was just the two of us and this was the most deadliest form of a mind game you could play.

Gaining my balance I did my best to ignore the pain in my lungs and back. I had to admit I was holding myself pretty well for what my body had just gone through. The problem was that I now had another one to face that I was far from ok for.

Watching Nisha I could see how her eyes glanced at the screens to her left. She was watching what was going on the screen, she was distracted and that was something I could use.

"It's not fun watching your twin brother in danger is it" I asked knowing that it was going to hit a nerve. She had threatened my brother on multiple times, a brother that was also her son but she never seemed to take notice in that fact.

"Ajay can handle himself." Her words were confident as she spoke but how her eyes fell back at the screen told me another story. Her brother was her weakness, just like how my own was mine.

"Let's just get this over with." Pointing the gun at her head I watched how the emotions ran across her face. None of them though were a fear for her life.

She didn't fear dying.

No her fear was something much bigger than that. She feared losing control. Something she was yet to notice she had lost.

The problem was I didn't want to kill her and not because of the reason you thought. No death was a easy escape for her. I wanted her to live and watch how everything fell around her. I wanted her to watch that control slip out of her grasp and into mine.

This was a mind game and death had no hand in this game.

It had taken me a while to realise why she had left me alive this long. If she wanted to she could've killed me long before I knew who she was or what this world was. No she wanted me to live and watch. She wanted me to see the control she held while she stripped everything away from me.

It was something I wanted to return right back to her.

She wanted to watch me suffer now I wanted to watch her suffer.