Remedy (H.S.)

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Kennedy Simmons

Me, Harry, Lincoln, Charlie, Zayn and Mick were currently in the club trying to figure out what was going on.

Harry's thought about my parents involvement was really rational. I knew nothing about them and suddenly I found out that I was a key in a war between the rings. The only possible links were my parents.

But that didn't make things any easier.

I didn't know who my parents were. No one knew who my parents were. The people on the orphanage tried to find them but it wasn't feasible. We had a last name but that only made things more confusing instead of leading us straight to them.

But Clark had probably somehow managed to find that out. He was one step ahead of us.

None of us was familiar with the names of the people that Will told us were important but Zayn and Charlie decided to search deeper. They both had connections. Mick and Lincoln were assigned to find out what exactly Clark was planning while Harry had to deal with everything else while supervising them. I didn't have more responsibilities than I already had because they decided that I was too precious and they should keep me safe no matter what.

Bullshit.

I was just as involved and I planned to help wether they liked it or not. I knew that I could be useful somehow.

"Taking Kennedy whith you while torturing the man wasn't smart. She's only twenty years old. She shouldn't witness such things." Charlie scolded Harry. "I had witnessed way worse things that that at a younger age. Plus she was the one who insisted on coming and thank God she did because if she hadn't we would know nothing." They couldn't argue with that.

"What exactly did you do? How did you make him speak?" Zayn asked. "I noticed that he was wearing a wedding ring and the whole time he was subconsciously rubbing it with his fingers. That meant that his wife was his weakness and since physical violence didn't help I figured that psychological violence would. I was also lucky. I pretended to know about his wife so that he would think I was tracking her or something. We were lucky he didn't have a husband because if he did this whole thing would be pointless... I had to stab him too though."

Their eyes widened at my last revealation. "You stabbed him?" Mick exclaimed. He obviously didn't think I was capable of doing such thing. None of them did. "I did... Listen, during those twenty years I have witnessed many fucked up things that have affected me. I've told you countless times that I'm not innocent. I mean that. If anything, I'm fucked up myself to the point that seeing a man getting tortured doesn't affect me. Of course the fact that he is the bad guy makes it easier for me but still."

They nodded in understatement. They all had different expenses that had affected them in a bad way. They knew that such experience could be traumatizing so they didn't ask anything else and I really appreciated it. I didn't necessarily loved to talk about my past.

Actually I hated it.

It made me feel weak. I felt like a failure. Maybe it was because everyone said that that's exactly what I was and of course I believed them.

"What else can we do?" Lincoln asked. "So far nothing. We can't even talk with Kevin. He's hiding after Clark's recent threats." Harry responded. "Clark is smart every movement can turn against us if we don't plan it well enough. We have to find out more until we decide to attack. For now all we can do is defend ourselves."

Harry was right. From what I had seen Clark was incredibly intelligent. He was messing with our mentality to make us weaker and he had enough information to destroy us. He was one step ahead of us and if we'd try to keep up right now we would fall and destroy ourselves.