Chapter 17 - Sophia

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Yesterday was so much fun. I get to watch C.M. work. I got a little bored so I sat next to him and my little theory seemed to make him question the watch. I know that his ex-lover gave him that watch. What is her name? What was she like? All I know is that she is a wasteland girl, C.M. seems to love her, and she left him in a dress store leaving him alone with her watch. That's quite a mystery to find out what happened to her. 

You know what also a mystery? The real reason my dad died and C.M.'s actual identity. Ever since I was young, I knew my dad didn't just accidently get hit by a car on the way home because the wasteland doesn't have many cars in here. I already have been aware that the wasteland government is full of crap. They always have been full of crap since Joe Tumbleweed took a stupid control over wasteland. 

C.M. hides his identity maybe too well. I can only see his eyes and his veiny hands. Besides rich guys like Alexander Herrington for example, C.M. would save me and put his life behind me. Rich dudes are too full of themselves to notice anything. Yes, C.M. is my type but do I like him yet? No. I don't know if he is attractive under that mask yet. I need closure of what he is like. He opens a new tab and searches for information about the watch he is wearing. 

"Fuck, nothing," he grumbled. All the tabs said that the watch was waterproof, expensive, and not prone to damage. How did Alexander's ex get that watch when it was so expensive? Did her mom steal that watch because that's what my mom would do? Steal until her heart is content. Well, her heart is never content so she steals a lot of shit from the city. Oh forgot, my damn mom is a bitch. A bitch who would like her daughter to get raped for her benefit. 

It was 8:30, I told Cloak Man that I might have to go home early just in case my mom came home early. C.M. drove me back to the bridge and crossed the bridge with me. He walked beside me and I stopped in my tracks. He turned around probably wondering why I stopped walking. I look at his jade eyes. When are we ever going to meet again? I can't wait for years. I need to see him at least every day. I decided to catch up with C.M. 

C.M. brushed his fingers against mine as we walked we gave each other a short stare. A STARE. I don't know what I am feeling. Maybe a bit of interest? Who knows? I feel like I can just trust C.M. in everything in my life. My family situation, my hobbies, and my goals. I hope one of my goals is to see him soon. Maybe holding books instead of flowers on my front porch. Maybe he will chuckle the same next time we meet. I waved goodbye to him as ran home. 

Present- 

Yes, it was fun that I hung out yesterday with C.M. both in the wasteland and the city. I couldn't wrap my brain around C.M. With everything else I can wrap my brain around but not C.M. He is like an unsolvable problem. Am I missing any signs that tell me who he is? Why he doesn't want to openly show his identity? Maybe he doesn't want to show me the real him since he is famous if he is seen with me he would probably get canceled. Maybe!

I yawned and got out of bed. My mom was still asleep and probably went on a stealing spree. I see new bags and food on the counter. I went out the door to get fresh air. I was then greeted by Mayor Tumbleweed's soldier at the door. Oh fucking great. This shit again but, this time I am not getting kidnapped. I'm going to be greeted first with kindness. Mayor Tumbleweed wants to marry me so badly that he is willing to make all the soldiers nice to me. He is so dumb. 

I don't like Tumbleweed, he is handsome with dark hair, tall, and shaved at the sides. Strong brow lines the ones that look like he is all grumbly, lanky,  and intense eyes. He is handsome in that way. Of course, he looks like that because he is 32. Anyone, please hit him up because I'm a minor. I don't like him. Make him fall in love with you please and make his soldiers leave me in peace. I was dragged to the car by the soldiers when I refused to visit Joe. 

I made it to his doorstep and Joe was surprisingly already at the door. "Hi Sophia," he said as he opened the door for me. I cringed. I nod. He grabbed me by my hand and I pulled it away from him. "Oh, so you are feisty," he ridiculed. I cringed harder. He looks like those hot male teachers but I don't want to fall for a dude that looks like he is really to give me another lecture over history or math. He notions the soldiers to close the door as they leave. 

I stood still knowing that he still won't kill me since he wanted me so badly. He cups my face and I just stand there pretending that I like it. I wanted to leave the door but his front door has 3 different locks so I'm screwed. "You like my gift?" he hinted. I gave him a confused look. "What gift?" I wondered. He chuckled. "The furniture of your house," he confirmed. I rolled my eyes. "What? You don't like it?" he said. I sighed loudly. 

 I don't care about the damn furniture, he destroyed all my books I saved up thanks to his stupid war. You know what has been a great gift? C.M. coming over to see me with books. The books that he managed to let me keep after all my books were destroyed by one dumbass. Ahem yes, Mayor Tumbleweed. Joe placed his hands on my waist. "What do you want then?" he said looking desperately into my eyes. 

I pushed his hands away from my waist. "I don't need anything but to go home at the moment," I chastised. He sighed loudly. He unbuttoned a few buttons so I see his chest. "Sorry the whiskey got to me," he said while fanning himself out. Is this supposed to be some prank or joke? He cups one of his hands on my face and the other on my waist. I flinched. Then I see C.M. out of nowhere just replacing Joe Tumbleweed. 

Fragments of C.M. appear through C.M.'s face. I don't know what I am thinking but I don't want Joe Tumbleweed to kiss me. I know that C.M. at the moment is just an illusion. C.M. is probably taunting me. I know that Joe Tumbleweed is still there. "Sophia." Ilusioned C.M. soothed. He held me in his arms. I stand there like I have nothing to do. I got back to reality when I realized it was Joe Tumbleweed's arm I was in. I'm in deep shit. 

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