Dark At It's Brightest

Chapter - 13 - What color socks am I wearing?

"What are you doing?" I asked Emily as I entered her room. 

Earlier I was walking upstairs when I heard strange noises coming from her room so I went in.

She clearly didn't expect to see me. Her head shot up to my face in realization the situation we were in.

I saw her in a strange position. Her one leg was behind her head and she was trying to put her other one too. From the shock of seeing me she fell on her back. I could only imagine how painfull it must've been.

"Please help!" She managed to squeek.

I quickly helped her to un-hang her leg from her head and finaly sit in a normal position.

"What were you trying to do?" I repeated myself trying to hide my laughter as best as I could.

"I was doing yoga..." She confessed massaging her legs

"It looked more like you were murdering yourself in the worst kind of way - by torturing yourself and breaking your bones one by one." I suprised myself by my own answer. These last days it seemed like words flew out of my mouth before I could even think them through. I wasn't expecting this kind of an answer from myself. I guess it just reflected some of the feelings which I was trying to avoid - fear, depression,sadness... 

I don't know why, but I felt like I would use the exact punishment method for myself, if something bad did happen to my family while they were kidnapped.

Emily looked at me with a confused expression on her face. She was thankfull for my help, but I sensed that she didn't understand my last "joke". To be honest - I didn't either and if she would have understood it, it would make things a little creepy.

"Do you want to order pizza?" I tried to guide the conversation into another direction.

"Yeah...ok!" She answered forgetting our previous conversation. Talking to her was as easy as putting butter on a toast.

"I'll go order it then..." I gestured to the door and went out of the room.

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We sat on the couch and watched Emily's favorite soap opera. For a moment I just sat there eating pizza and watching TV. It was weird to compare my life with the drama going on in the soap opera.  I think my life would make an excellent idea for it. It surely has enaugh of the amount of drama in it to make one.

I looked at the pizza box. There was only one slice of it left. I shared aglance with Emily and started to slowly move my hand towards it. She jumped knowing what I was doing and slaped my arm griping the pizza from the box. I managed to move my arm onto her face and when she was showing the pizza into her mouth, my sleeve stood in it's path. The pizza slice fell from her hands to the floor. I looked at the expression on Emily's face and started laughing. She wasn't expecting me to move my hand towards her face. Now I realized that that was a bad idea afterall looking at the pizza slice on the ground and my dirty sleeve.

We both started laughing.

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" I looked at her still holding back my laughs.

She looked at the slice of pizza on the floor and turned back to me.

"I think I'm fine, but the pizza isn't..." She replied. I couldn't hold back my laugh anymore and I started laughing with a big snore coming out of my mouth. We realized what I just did and started to laugh even more.

I finaly managed to catch a breath from the intense laughing. I helped Emily to clean up.

"I'm going to the park. Are you going with me?" I asked.

"No... I need to do some work for the exams. I haven't done anything yet and it's do to Thursday morning."She replied and went to the kitchen. I grabbed my coat and went outside. It was cold, but I liked the little bit of extra coldness which was bitting in my bones.

My eyes were looking at my feet and my hands were stuffed into my pockets.

I went to the park and sat under the big three. My thoughts were everywhere. From questions like - what color socks am I wearing? - to - will I get my family out of this mess? Now I just wanted to concentrate on one inmportant thing - how to get back at The Man.

What if I find their hiding place and brake into it? Well...I'm one and they're tens, hundreds or even thousands... who knows how many of them are there? So...it wouldn't be such a good idea?

What if I don't do my mission on time? That wouldn't be such a bad idea unless...my family wouldn't be kidnaped.

What if I just forget about my family and start to live my own - independent life, without my parents? I slaped myself mentaly in the face. How can I think of that? They are my siblings. I can't just leave them in trouble like that... I have to save them.

I heard someones footsteps behind me and turned around to look for someone. There was no one there. I looked for someone around me, but I didn't see anyone whose footsteps I would hear from where I was sitting. I looked around again and I noticed a familiar boy sitting on a bench near the pond. He looked young. I sat up and went closer to him. The closer I got, the better I could see that the young man siting on the bench was Toby. He looked pale and his eyes were looking around and searching for someone or something.

A man came towards him, grabbed him by his hand and said something to him. If I wouldn't know him I would think his father grabed his son by his arm and dragged him home. Toby immediately shoot up from his seat and answered him. There was something strange going on with them.

Both of them turned and walked away. I didn't know what to do so I continued to walk after them. The next thing I knew, I was hiding behind a tree trying to be unnoticed.

Now this is looking more like stalking. Great! Just great.

They came to an old, sad looking building. It looked more like a ruins of a building than an actual building. The man let my brother inside first and then said something to the guards. He went in and the safe-like-door closed with a big "bang".

In the mean time I was hiding behind a trash can and some stinky boxes. I knocked my head against the wall I was leaning on and I fell to the ground.

What just happened?

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Sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes. My english is good untill you have to write something like this. I hope my story kept you interested to read further.

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