Wicked (MaskedMexican)

Chapter 40 - Return

~Gassy's POV~

"And then she just turned away and walked away, her beautiful dress tailing her. The women were all left so startled you couldn't believe it," the woman laughs and everyone else also laughs along with her, including me although I had hardly been paying any attention. Suddenly everyone else begins standing and begin saying their goodbyes and I just feel like bursting out of the room quickly in happiness this torture is finally over. Before I get the chance to the woman telling the story turns to me and smiles widely, reaching out her hand I take in my own. As I shake her hand she widens her eyes making me think I did something wrong but instead she just smiles politely towards me.

"My, my captain. You are better at these than I thought you would be," she compliments and I just thanks her and smile kindly before she suddenly looks at me with a kind look. "Maybe most captains turn out to be the best politicians. Governor Bella used to be a captain as well, I remember those days," she comments, reminiscing on the past while I just look at her curiously. He was a captain? That man used to be a captain like me? I don't know whether to feel angry at him for being so against the military or nauseous knowing our stories are a bit similar.

"Speaking about my husband?" Marylin asks suddenly approaching with a kind and polite smile and she looks up to me. Although she used to clearly show hatred in front of me she seems awfully nice now, I suppose now that others are beginning to like me she feels obligated to like me too.

"He is a wonderful man. Where has dear Ryan been lately? I miss seeing his beautiful smile," the older woman comments glancing around upset and Marylin just shakes her head.

"Ryan isn't here right now, he is actually in another country right now. Branching out to others," Marylin explains and somehow I immediately find a bit of suspicion in how easily she said it in a way that makes me think she knows exactly where Ohm is exactly. Marylin suddenly glances to me and smiles in a way that makes me think that this woman definitely has something up her sleeve. The older woman is called away leaving me and Marylin alone. I did feel like just leaving quickly before but now I look at this woman and I can't help but wonder what exactly she knows about Ohm compared to the rest of us unknowing people.

"So you know where Ohm is?"

"Ohm?" she asks, seeming to have no idea who I'm talking about and suddenly I recall this is a top notch politician, she was a politician before the governor was and she is the more experienced. All of this time I feel as if I've been afraid of the wrong person, but although I say she is dangerous she doesn't feel like she has quite as much ill-intent as the governor puts out to have. She notices my expression and laughs, nodding. "Of course I do. He was quite angry with you the last time I saw him though. Just what did you do?"

I hesitate, this woman really knows how to get under your skin. To be honest, the moment you find who someone loves it is really easy to find their weakness by what kind of person their love is, and somehow I feel that Marylin knows her son very well. Ohm is actually pretty open to those he favors, and as much as I've heard him talk about his mom he definitely favors her over his dad. Because of this I've held a high opinion of her at all times but now.... now I'm a bit suspicious as to what exactly is going on here. Marylin bats her eyes towards me with a demanding expression in her eyes and I seriously feel outplayed. I can't say anything and I can't deny anything because it is very true. Ohm is pissed at me right now, he's avoided calls and texts fully leaving me over here just wondering where the hell he is. It's like everyday I can't even think about anything without being reminded that I may have lost my boyfriend from wanting to be with him. Why was he do angry anyways? I just don't understand why he's making a big deal about doing something in order to be together. I blink and notice Marylin still standing patiently in front of me seeming a bit amused.