The Pariah

Chapter 37

Chapter Song: P!nk - Raise Your Glass (I know, it's a bad song for the ending part of this part, but I think this fits well with the whole "exercise scene")

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Day two in the Silent household. I wake up, first looking up into the ceiling of the loft. I had trouble sleeping last night. My anxiety of what Silent had been planning, mixed with the fact that I was freezing cold in the room didn't bode well. So when I woke up, I was shivering, hugging myself and using my jacket as a thin blanket. But there was some kind of warmth emanating from my stomach. I blinked a few times when I realized that there was something warm keeping me warmed up. 

When I raised my head from my pillow, I was surprised to find the Mamid in the wall curled up on my stomach. It was busy snoring away. I grinned slightly and carefully lifted my hand from my side to poke it. It didn't react at all at first. When I poked it again, it still just continued snoring. When I poked it a third time, the Mamid's eyes opened slightly and turned its head to me. It stared at me for a couple of seconds, like it didn't register what was happening. 

Then it squealed and jumped off of my abdomen and climbed back into the small hole in the wall. I sit up, but can't see it anymore, since it has already hid itself away. I slip my shoes on and tug tight on the laces. "You know," I am talking to the Mamid, "I won't hurt you." 

No response. Not even a squeak. I roll my eyes. I didn't mind that the Mamid wasn't talking to me. It didn't bug me. Maybe I should ask Myrina to come up here and get this thing out of the wall for me. I stand up, out of my bed and take a look around the generous place I've been given. With its broken windows, cluttered space and the cold draft. But, hey, it wasn't horrible. 

I took a second to put my shoes on. I reached across the cot to grab my jacket, when the door burst open and Silent was glaring at the floor, though I'm sure it was for me. 

"You slept in." He barked at me, as if I would know that myself. He pointed at me. "Downstairs. Right now. If you want me to train you, you will obey. Are we clear on that, Pariah?" 

"It's Erin," I say. "But yeah. I get it. No sleeping in and obey your orders. Sir..." 

His facial expression remained not pleased. But he took it and glided out the door, slamming it on his way out. I stared at the door and then did the most childish thing I could think to do. Stick my tongue out at the door. I scoffed at the dudes serious strictness. I looked back at the hole in the wall, at the Mamid staring at me with its nose twitching and beady black eyes watching me. I could see my reflection in its small eyes. 

I sigh and motion at the door. "That guy... can you believe him?"

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Myrina joined me on my way outside to meet Silent on whatever mission he had set up for me. I'm not particularly excited about the whole thing, to be honest. I mean, who would be? The guy seems like a total stick up the ass. And he doesn't seem to like Angels all too much. Plus, I'm a slacker. He's, well... he's not. 

"Are you prepared for this, Erin?" Myrina asks me. 

I shake my head. "Not really, no. But how can I be?" 

She looks at me as if to say, "that's not good enough". But there's no suitable answer for this. Silent was going to do whatever he could to make me strong enough to fight Cerberus. And I guess... if that means I'm gonna have my ass kicked a couple of times, then so be it. Myrina grabs my arm and stops walking, effectively causing me to stop walking as well. "Erin," she sighs, then slides her pale hand down my arm. I can't tell if I shudder because the natural low temperature of her body or if it was because of this suspecting crush on Myrina. But I have no validation to back it up, so really... I could just be overreacting. "I'm sorry."