Chapter 7: Well, Told You So

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When I came back Della was waiting at the door with a worried face. As soon as she saw me she looked relieved, but as she caught sight of my face it quickly turned to terror. I don't blame her though, I'm willing to bet if looks could kill, she'd be six feet under. "Hey," she called out softly;
I ignored her. It was better that way because I don't want to kill her now and then end up regretting it. 'As if that's possible. I'd probably end up having to take her ass to purgatory with her nagging the entire way.'  I stalked past her to the door I went to get my keys out of my pocket, I then realized that I forgot them. "Missing something?"

"Shut up, open the damn door. I'm not in the mood."

"You're never in the mood. I don't even know why the hell your mad!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP AND OPEN THE DAMN DOOR DELLA OR I'LL BREAK THE DOOR DOWN!"

"No I wil-. WHAT THE HELL!! ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

Why did she think I was crazy? I broke the door down in a flash of anger,that's perfectly rational. I am so pissed my face is probably a tomato. "You want to know why I'm mad?" I stated calmly.

"Yea, I do!"

"What do you think you were doing in the restraunt?! You could've killed someone!"

"No I wouldn't of. I am not stupid."

"No,  but you sure are reckless. He's just messing with you, you could've hurt someone!"

"Yea, so what?!"

That was it. I am going to mur-. My phone went off; reaching for it I pulled the cold,  smooth device out of my jacket pocket, then walked into my room, locking the door behind me then answered. "What?"

"We might have an idea as to what he's planning"

"What is it?"

"Looks like you were right. He's planing something big,  and kinda super bad. Like apocalyptic kind of bad."

"Dammit. Anything else you got?"

"Yea, there was one thing"

"What"

"You need to report to The Academy."

"Why?"

"We need you."

"No, no you don't."

"An army doesn't work without it's general, ma'am."

"..."

"Fine...."

"Ma'am, yes, ma'am"

I ended the call at that.

What was occurring finally hit me. 'Bad? Apocalyptic? I have the feeling this is going to end pretty shittily. And I have to head to the Academy in New York? Beautiful. Not only that but, what about Della? Or my bike, or hell even Chance?'  Truth is I have been expecting this ever since he started to fool around; my jerk of an inner angle was taunting me with a 'Told you so.'                                   Dammit all to hell.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 24, 2017 ⏰

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