Unkillable

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Zane's POV

Aftwr typing for an hour, file popped up. I glanced at Mason as he was lying on the ground on his stomach towards the door. I opened it and saw a note.

'Medication isn't working anymore, I didn't tell Daniel about that but it's getting hard to hide when I am severely coughing blood.'

He seems to be in better shape than what he's writing. I peered at the clock and noticed it was 6 pm, maybe go for dinner. Mason's real food addict, he must be starving, at that note his stomach grumbles agreeing with my idea. I softly giggled as I saw the male rolled on his side staring with those puppy eyes.

"I already guessed that you might be hungry come on let's go, I'll make dinner." I lightly told standing up and walking outside, Mason jumped up and ran after me grinning like a kid who got candy.

"It's not that bad reading that book if I get food as pay check." He happily respond I stopped at my tracks, decided to terrorise the boy.

"You think I'm paying you to read it? If that's so you will be making your own food tonight." I crossed my arms and Mason straight away kneeled in front of me.

"Please! Zane! Don't do this to me. I know how to cook only one recipe but it takes so long! Don't make me eat it for five days in the row, I won't make it. I'll starved, nothing going to be left, only skin and bones!" He grabbed my velvet shirt letting his head rest on his hands on my stomach.

"What are you kneeling for? Look how ridicules you look like, I was just teasing you don't take it serious." I claimed making him stand up right away.

"Sorry." He apologised and let go of my shirt. I shook my head and smiled.

"Do you live with your parents?" I asked shorter male and he nodded his head.

"Yeah. I do have work don't get me wrong but I wouldn't survive without my moms cooking. They don't mind me living with them as I bring money home." I respond.

"How much do you get?" I questioned starting a small conversation while going down stairs.

"5 thousand, my parents told I could make better money in other companies, not sure why I stay there." He answered and I got curious.

"What company are you working for?" I stopped and asked one last question before entering kitchen.

"I'm working in CRI company as sales engineer." He replayed if I had my memory I would know that place for sure.

"Do you know what those three letters stand for?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Not sure, no one in the company has ever said. Most of us don't know the meaning or those who know hide that information." He thought about it and shrugged his shoulders. I opened the door and walked inside not to make him question why was I asking. "Who do you think you were before this?"

"I have no clue, it makes me wonder where did I live, what was I doing in life?" I lied as the idea never popped in my head for once. I already knew I was detective before but I didn't want anyone to know. It will be better this way.

"That must be hard." He voiced and sat down on the chair, no one was inside so we had this place for ourself. I picked my ingredients for baked spaghetti.

Twenty minutes later I was almost done when the kitchen door opened again revealing Mike. The guy looked at us.

"Am I intruding?" He asked, Mason shook his head.

"Come on in. What are you scared for? We are all guys in this room." Hyperactive male responded to the shy boy that came in. As he heard that he stepped to the middle of the room. More likely wanted to make himself some dinner as well but just stood without moving. I looked at him.