Dark At It's Brightest

Chapter - 12 - We all are freaks.

The football game - tomorrow. There you'll see a maried couple.  You will recognize them from your earlier mission. Your task is to make sure they stay at the stadion the whole game. I don't care how you do it - do it. ~ I.R.

I promised myself that this was my last mission. The Man used my patience too well. Sometimes I think he knew me better than me myself. This whole deal was so difficult, but it brought up some kind of bravery in me.

I carefully looked at the football match ticket. It felt vulnerable in my hands.  I felt like this whole situation was relying on me. I was scarred to make a wrong move.

After putting the letter back under my pillow I took a long shower, trying to avoid my hurting anckle and thinking of a million ways of getting The Man back for what he had done to me. To all of us.

I tried to calm my brain down by huming a song to myself but it's like my brain had it's own(I know strange right?). I couldn't bare standing in the middle of everything and not able to do something. Once I got out of the shower I thought my brain was fried. My head was hurting from the intense thinking and my stomach was hurting from not eating breakfast. I looked at the time on my phone. It was already 12:43 p.m.

I looked at the phone again and noticed one missed call showing on the screen.

It was from an unknown number. Two years ago I wouldn't even be worried about it but in this case I was a little bit scared. I hoped it was someone mixing up the numbers, but I knew it was too good to be true.

I went downstairs to make a coffee and a sandwich for my late breakfast.
When I finally ate my breakfast and made myself a coffie, I spun towards the kitchen door and saw Emily. I was shocked. She was wearing a light blue sweater, ripped jeans and sandals. Her brown hair were running down her back.  

"Hey!" I nearly dropped my coffie mug. The hot liquid spilled as I tried to balance it. It runned down my hand.

"Oh! Sorry I didn't mean to scare you..." We looked at each other in  confusion. My heart was still pounding from the shock and I was suprised that it still did that. I thought I couldn't feel anything else than empthyness, but as my heart calmed down the empthyness in me returned.

There was nothing I could feel anymore. One thing that kept me living and fighting was the thought of revenge and the thought that atleast one of my family members was free. But safe? Is he really safe outside the cell? At this point I couldn't even think about it, I was just thankfull to know he was still alive and breathing.

"Here you are." Emily handed me a paper towel.

"Thanks."I replied and put the coffie mug on the kitchen counter. I tried to clean my hand which now- was smelling like coffie.

"I never asked you how your date went..." My attempts of making the situattion a little bit lighter weren't working.

"Ohh... don't even mention it." She rolled her eyes and started to make another coffie.

"Why? What happened?" Curiosity took over me.

"Umm...first of all - he took me to this Chinese restaurant..."

"What's wrong with that?" I maned to cut in.

"There is nothing wrong with Chinese, but it was so hot in there. Me stressing out didn't help much either. I had to ask for atleast three glasses of watter before the food was even delivered to our table! It probably made him think I was some kind of freak. And the frequent excuses to go to the bathroom made it even more awkward that it needed to be. I was a total mess..." She told as she laughed to herself, holding a hand to her face in emberassment. Good thing she can laugh about herself not become depressed about it.

I laughed with her not saying anything.

"Did he say anything about that?" I asked again.

"No, off course he didn't. Who would? I really hope he doesn't think I'm some kind of a freak."

"I don't think so... he doesn't even know you that much." I tried to comfort her as best as I could. I wasn't used to giving dating advice. I never really had been on a date and I surely wasn't going to say something about it and emberass myself.

"Imagine yourself in his place, what would you think?" An awkward silence occured between us and I looked at my hands again. I picked up my mug not sure what to do and went to the living room. Just before I was going to exit the kitchen I turned my head around and made a model worthy pose.

"Just remember - we're all freaks. It doesn't matter what he thinks as long as you know you're great as hell...When you'll know it, he will start to notice it too." 

I don't know from where that come from. I thought to myself as I exited the kitchen for real this time.

It was weird but it felt good to know I have something in me like that and it hasn't dissapeared.

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I know, I know...This chapter is kind of suck-ish!
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