My Mission

Chapter 15. Caught redhanded

Mikes POV:
I then woke up, a cold breeze came through... "Why is it so cold?" I then got up. I went to my bathroom. "Ah damn it... Let's just hope he doesn't see them." I came out of my bathroom and out of my room.

I went downstairs. I didn't care about today, it's just a regular normal day. Nothing important or need to do.

I can just.. Relax- I then look to my right as I go downstairs... Cyrus is just sitting there, head down, with a beer bottle next to him.

Oh God, he found my alcohol stash... I can tell he did because one of those bottles looks like them.

I decided to leave him alone, hell lord who knows what he does when hes drunk. Could even kill me and not even remember it when he sobers up.

Whatever. Pretty sure that won't happen- wait- damn it, I cant relax today, I need more concealer for my face and- ..Hickeys.

I already killed the owner of that one makeup shop last time, I'm pretty sure there is no other makeup shop nearby, but maybe there is one.

Whatever I can wait it out. I have been caught too many times that they probably already know what my face looks like. It's too difficult to risk...

I then kept overthinking stuff, about the mission, Cyrus, spiker, scars, and me being wanted. I sat down on one of the stair steps and leaned my head on the rails.

"I just don't want anyone to get hurt... I can just do some fake blood stuff with him.. Or just turn him in. Pretty sure he'll just become like us if I turn him in. Or not..." I said to myself.

I sighed, got up, and went towards him, just watching him made me angry. It made me want to grab the bottle and just smash it against his head and smash his head against the table until his heart stops. It's just some anger I never really understood, I don't even know why but I just wanna kill everyone at this point. Even spiker... But I know I wouldn't do that, it's just anger that I don't know how it comes for no reason.

I grabbed the bottle beside him. I thought about it for a second... I raised my hand. I took a deep breath, lowered my arm down, and exhaled. I walked to the garbage can and put the bottle in there, "hopefully this doesn't become an addiction because eventually... I will do it." I whispered.

I left him alone just sleeping on the counter, there is no way I am carrying that tall beast upstairs, he can wake himself up and walk there.

I then got bored... I leaned against the counter just staring at him as if hes just... Some wild thing. For some reason, I then came up to him and shook him, it took me some tries to get him awake... He's a deep sleeper... Why did I want to wake him up? I don't know. "What...?" He said in a very sleepy voice. "Uhm-"

"What do you want?" He looked up at me "You can't just wake me up for nothing."

"Nevermind... Sorry." I walked away from him a bit and stopped. "Don't touch anything else. Or well, you know." I then began walking up the stairs and into my room until something stopped me by my wrist. "Wait." It was Cyrus. "Hm?" I asked. "What is that on your neck?" Damn it... "It's none of your business." I then yanked my wrist out of his grip and went into my room closing the door behind me. The cold breeze from earlier hit me again. "Why is my room so cold?" I slightly shivered. "Seasons are changing fast.." I said to myself. I went to my closet, changed out my clothes, and changed into warm clothes. A sweater and some normal pants.

Cyrus's POV:
Did he have a hickey? Probably... But how did he get it? Lover maybe. Probably why he slapped me when I tried to kiss him. He could've just told me instead of slapping me. Eh, who would've thought that a killer has a lover- All of a sudden a painful headache came over "Agh! Oh god, that hurts." I then remembered I had drunk until I passed out. "Damn it.." I went to my room, and towards my bed and just flopped onto it "Ughhh..." Why did I even drink? Can't even remember what I did. Me and my messed up mind...

Wonder if he has any pain meds. I went out of my room and went towards his, I knocked. "Hey, do you have any pain meds?"

"Eh? Haven't you done enough snooping around to know where everywhere is?"

"Uh- Well I haven't looked EVERYWHERE!"

"Hell lord's sake." He then came out of his room and began walking downstairs. If you didn't know. He has a living room, with a TV(with cabinets by it), a couch, a table, and some shelves. Normal stuff. We then began walking to the cabinets by the TV. He then opened one of them. "Here are the meds, don't overdose." I slightly chuckled. I looked through it. The cabinet had 2 shelves. The top shelf was mental stuff like antidepressants, and anger management stuff. The bottom shelf was just pain meds. I took one of the pain meds, read the description and opened the bottle, shook some pills out onto my hand. Put some away and kept one on my palm. I closed the bottle. And put it away into the cabinet, closed it.

I then began walking back to the kitchen, he wasn't there anymore. Guessing he went back upstairs. I went towards the top cabinets and grabbed a cup. Then went towards the sink, turned it on and put the cup under the water, took it out once it was half-filled. I put the pill in my mouth and swallowed it down with water. I already knew it would take some time for the pain to go away.

I put the cup on the counter, I then examined the kitchen and living room. The man was a clean man even though he lives alone, his home didnt really look dirty, it looked nice, as if it wasn't touched, or was just cleaned. Its as if he just was ready for some new family start. I mean well he has a lover. Eh who knows what relationship they're in right now. To be honest I didnt even love mine, she was freakly obsessed with me, I just felt sad because she was my only company. She was also pretty dumb. I leaned on the counter a bit with my arms crossed, remembering what happened. I slightly giggled remembering what she did when she was gun pointed to her head. "Fucking dumbass.." I slightly said to myself.

The rabbitman had gave her a warning 2 times, then shot her with no mercy.

Pretty explainable, she was kinda annoying and wasted time. Wait- I have a theory or well opinion but. He kinda seems like that man to actually just use a woman- Agh nah. I change my mind- butttt, maybe he is, and I think he would've used that woman- Why does it sound so wrong to think about that? I guess he isn't then, pretty sure she was just in the way because the man just wanted me for his mission. I don't wanna get too far into thinking about it because I can kinda imagine it- Ew.

I noticed that my headache went away. "Are you just gonna stand there and do nothing?" I looked at the stairs, it was the rabbitman. With his mask in his hands and some normal clothes (sweater and some pants)

"Where are you going?"

"Dont need to know, but I might have someone over later. Dont cause any trouble while im gone."

He then continued going downstairs and went out the front door. Sense im gonna be pretty lonely for some time I guess I can look for more stuff. Maybe even try to go in his basement. He always said dont come in there or he'll actually kill me. Pretty sure it wasnt a lie that time. Whatever, its like 9:00 AM- I can just look through his stuff. I also wanna lay on his bed some more. Its too comfyyy~..