Filled My Heart with Your Wires / Michael Afton x Ennard

33: Caught?

SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG-

I had my final "exams" lmao- So I was busy and stuff.

But I'm back, aren't I? Now let's continue-

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One gallon of water-- that's all that Cassidy wanted. Just one gallon. It wouldn't hurt his family, right? C.C walks blankly, without any idea of where he is going and without his mind telling him to do so. Minutes later he will arive at the local mini-mart, where he could just grab a gallon and go.

Of course it isn't free. Nothing is free anyway at a mini-mart. C.C didn't even ask Cassidy for money or anything. That's why he's planning on stealing the water. But on the second thought, how can he steal a whole gallon of water? That's like approximately 10 of those larger water bottles. That'd take an impossible amount of time to carry!

But why is he doing this?? Is it just because he has feelings for Cassidy or is it because.. he wanted to torture his brother and father. Or maybe it's something else.. The smile on Cass' face was so deceptively kind and hear-warming- it made C.C completely forget how manipulative and slick the girl is. She'd do anything for revenge. She may even be using C.C right now. So why is he doing this?

C.C has no exact answer for that question. He stares at the water bottles in silence. A part of his mind wanting to grab them quickly and leave. The other being reluctantly hesitant of whether he should or not. 

The lights flicker statically above his head, and the chilly wind howls and charges into the mart through the glass door, only halfway open. Nothing could be heard other than the wind itself. C.C totally forgot that there was possibly a clerk in the mart and that's exactly what caused trouble.

"Hey kid!" A man's voice shouts from behind C.C, he has a deep, rusty, croaked voice with a vape in his mouth.

C.C spun around quickly to see the store clerk, a tall man dressed in a red T-shirt and black shorts. He also has a strange white cap with tints of light red. His beard barely shows, probably trimmed or something.

"What are you doing here dressed up as a.. goth kind of thing 2 weeks before Halloween??" The clerk eyes C.C suspiciously.

"Oh.. uh.. Please excuse me for intruding, sir, I just wanted to-" C.C tries explaining.

"Nice British accent," the man interrupts right through C.C's sentence, being completely off-topic.

C.C stares at the clerk with a scrunched up face, "I'm British, yeah, why?"

The man shrugs, "I dunno, you sound like you would be a great actor, y'know, with that costume and stuff."

C.C blinks in awkwardness, as he finally blurts out, "Uh... okay..?" he stares at the clerk in puzzledness, "Can I... like, you know, go?"

The clerk stares at him, "Nah bro, you first gotta tell me where you got that cool costume from, it looks so real, and who did that cool make up? Woah, those contacts!! Are they limited edition?"

C.C twitched as the man showered him with so many dumb questions. He finally lost it and said, "OMG IT'S MY MAKE UP ARTIST!!" he pointed in the opposite direction.

"Huh, WHERE?" the man turned around and C.C quickly snatched all the water jugs and teleported back into the alley where everyone was.

As he reached the alley, C.C muttered, "Quite a day, isn't it, C.C?" he chuckled at himself, "On theif business here!" Then, he walked back to the location.