Enclosure

Chapter 9

Chapter 9 - The News

"Abigail..." the male voice whispered, but this time with a little harshness.

I adjusted my head, still thinking who it could be, who would be around here at this time? There is only one male who would love to encounter me at any time possible and that is...

The Chief.

Just before he grabbed my wrist, I swung out my dagger from my waist which hid behind layers of old, dead-body smelling fabric.

"Jack?" I questioned bringing my dagger down and replacing it back in its compartment.

"What are you doing here? Don't you work at the training arena?" I mumbled, my face enlightened from a frown to complete confusion. I blushed as I realised I was embarrassing myself in front of him, being inquisitive wasn't always a good thing.

I couldn't reveal I cared about him, that's not how a 'crush' works.

Oh I see. You're curious, wondering how I got here or most significantly, who killed Beatrice?

"Uh, Hey, I got informed by my clients that I had to also provide you with an ID card, in case there's a fire you know. We need to ensure everyone is safe and sound" he told me with his sweet, calming but masculine voice.

He stepped closer to me, until I could smell his breath.

Ew.

He placed the ID card into my hand, feeling my rough skin.

I moved away. Awkwardly, he stepped back too.

"What are you doing outside and why were you crying?" he questioned whilst squeezing my finger. I wondered how he realised I was crying, but I didn't have time to continuously ask irrelevant questions, or in others words not enough time to embarrass myself. Again.

"I was sitting beside my Aunt's grave. I'd lost her today." I sobbed, falling against his chest, my cry echoing through my ears like a school bell.

He held me against his chest and kissed my forehead.

"How did she die?" he questioned, with curiosity.

"She died of old age, she was an emaciated woman. It's understandable, but by far unforgettable" I lied, I couldn't tell anyone about the note.

Not even my own mother.

Abigail, why don't you tell me the truth. I can tell from the eyes of yours, that you're lying. Don't worry, I will be there for you.

All the time.

My Abigail.