Control The CEO

Chapter 6

Control The CEO

Chapter 6

❝Theater❞

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How I ended up at the theater, I don't know. But, I stand in front of it and then I walk inside. Not even sure why I am here. I had told the Taxi driver to take me here, I suppose. I'm a bit hazy on the details, but I must have told him to drive me here. Why? That I have no idea. I have not been inside this theater in years. Leo and I used to come here every weekend to see some play when we were children. Then we grew up and life got a bit more complicated than it had been.

I don't really know on what point in our lives we stopped coming here, but I'm saddened that we had. This theater holds so many memories and I actually enjoyed the plays. Most of them I don't remember. Just these flashes of joy that I had felt. For someone in my condition, it can get hard to find joy in anything. The reception is this really old design which I think is from the Victorian area, but I'm not sure. At least on the times that people were building a lot of theaters and putting on costumes and such.

I buy myself a ticket to a show that I don't know what is about and then go where the play is going to be. I'm lucky that it will start in only half an hour and I won't have to wait that much. When I arrive there, I notice that mostly all of the seats have been filled, though a lot of them still are empty. I suppose people are just going come during the next half and hour until the show begins and some of them won't even make it. I never understood that.

Why people buy tickets and then not show up for the thing that they bought a ticket for. In some cases it's all right, but some people just skip it altogether. Which for me doesn't even remotely make sense. I find my seat which is written down on the ticket that I have and sit down. I'm by one of the edge, a bit higher than I normally would've liked but at least I was able to see this show. Despite having no idea what it is called nor what it's about. For all I know it's Hamlet.

I've heard there's a lot of blood in that play and Leo never thought it would be appropriate for me to see it. Then again, he's not here and he can't control my life. Leo may be my caretaker but he doesn't own me in the slightest. I do hope that they will understand that soon enough. I'd hate to show them that I only belong to myself and no one else. Ace doesn't own me and he can't just remove me from the care of my brother into his care without consulting me about it.

I sit there silently and wait for the show to begin. People are chatting to each other, some are on their phones. I don't really want to be on my phone right now because I know that Leo is going to be calling me and texting me and doing all that he can to contact me. I've already put my phone on silent and I do hope he gets the message that I want to be left alone. I belong all alone anyway. That I know very well. I'm going to be all alone for the rest of my life.

Even when I'm surrounded by other people. I belong all alone. I'm sick and my mind doesn't work like everyone else's which means that I get stuck in my mind, lost in that state. And that is where I belong. My mind continues to think about everything. Having a thousand different thoughts in my head and yet nothing at the same time. It's confusing for me and still at the same time it's everything that I know. My mind may not work like people's minds, but it works like that for me. Even when everyone says I'm unstable and should be locked up.

It has happened before that people wanted me to be locked up because I'm sick and I should not be around them. Leo has always been there for me and he has told those people that I deserve what they deserve and just because I was born with some mental disease that I should not be given a chance. He's always been the only one that I need. But, have I always been the one that he needs? I don't know. And now he wants to throw me away and let me be some problem for someone else to handle.

That doesn't make sense to me, and I'm starting to think that Leo is beginning to think like those people. That I should be locked up. I don't get a lot of chance to think about this because the show is about to start. I adjust myself in the seat, which I find to be rather comfortable and lean back. Trying my best to focus on this play that I'm going to be seeing, even knowing that I won't be able to. My mind won't allow me, but it would be a whole lot worse if I were trying to watch it without my meds.

It's not Hamlet at least, but even now when I have started watching it, I don't have a clue what play I'm watching. But, I suppose that just makes it better for me. I'm going in blind and I'm just going to enjoy it. At least trying to. As I'm watching I notice that there is someone standing beside me. "Is this seat taken?" The person asks me. "What does your ticket say?" I ask. I look to the side and my jaw almost drops when I see him standing there. "What are you doing here?" I ask him. He sits down next to me and I can almost see the smirk in the darkness. Ace is here. How?