Craving Forgiveness

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'Great, just great. Now a man I put away in jail, not regular jail. The pentagon jail. He's out and free and pissed off.' You thought to yourself.
You sighed and realized where you had to go. You got dressed and hopped in your car and drove.
Once you arrived you found a note on the door.
'My time in D.C is over if you need to see me, here is my address.'
You sighed heavily knowing that you had to fly out to New York to see him.
You went home and packed clothes for a few days.
You got a friend to drop you to the airport and you boarded your plane and tried to relax for the hour and a half flight.
Once the plane landed you rented a car and drove the the address you found on the door.
You arrived at a large mansion almost an hour later.
The door opened before you could knock.
"Charles, hello. I apologize for coming so late but I need to talk to you. May I come in?" You asked and entered before waiting for a response.
"I don't think that's a great idea."
"It's Erik. He's escaped. I don't know how but he showed up to my house and nearly killed me. I don't know what to do I need your hel-"
You turned to see Erik leaning against the grand staircase.
You looked back at Charles confused," I don't understand. Are you helping him Charles?! He's a murderer! How could you do this?!"
"Ms. Kennedy please. Hear me out."
You sighed and took a seat not thinking of any other option. "Erik didn't do it."
"How do I know you two aren't in on this whole thing?"
"You're being paranoid." Erik cut in.
"Paranoid? Some one killed my father in broad daylight. Right next to my mother I might add. Everyone knows. People treat me differently. Many of them blame me. I have EVERY RIGHT to know what happened and why."
"I am truly sorry." Charles consoled. "But it wasn't Erik. He was trying to help. Erik can control metal. He was there because he heard someone was going to try and kill President Kennedy. He went to stop it but he was thwarted." At this time there were silent tears streaming down your face. "The bullet was designed by a top engineer. It had one target. And it would hit that target no matter what. Erik was just trying to help."
You looked at Erik," Why?"
"He was like us. A mutant."
Your brows furrowed. "What? No he wasn't."
"He was Ms. Kennedy." Charles agreed. " I would never lie to you. Especially not about this. Your father had the ability to read emotions to an exactness. He could tell you exactly what you were feeling an why. He could use it to his advantage to get what he wanted."
"When he found me." You started in a whisper," I was 7 years old. I was eating a burger in a restaurant. In the colored section. He walked over and his eyes were glossy as if he wanted to cry. He told me that I was beautiful." You gave a smile at the memory," he asked me where my parents were. Like he knew they abandoned me. I told him I didn't know and I didn't care cause they don't love me. Everyone was staring. He took my hand and said I could stay with him and his wife for the night. It probably wasn't the best thing to do being a little girl but he knew exactly what to say to make me feel safe. I went home with him and I met Jackie. She was sweet to me at first but that night I heard them arguing about me. She didn't want me. He threatened to leave her. He said he would do anything to make me happy." You looked up at them," no one has ever said that about me. Eventually she agreed and I moved in with them. I had no idea he knew exactly what I was feeling." You smiled, "I just thought he was a smooth talker."
Charles gave you a soft look," we'll find who did this Ms. Kennedy."
"Atarah. Please call me Atarah."
He smiled and nodded," We will find who killed your father. Isn't that right Erik."
"Why should I?" He responded.
"Erik. Don't be rude. She lost her father. It's the least you can do."
"No one extended this courtesy when my mother died."
"I did. Do it for me. "
He sighed and rolled his eyes before nodding.
Charles turned back to you. "Great. Now let's get you a place to sleep."
Charles showed you to a room that happened to be directly across from Erik's. Great.
"Thank you so much Charles." You said hugging him. "I owe you big time."
He smiled, "It's absolutely my pleasure Atarah. You have a lovely name by the way."
"Thank you. My father named me after he found me. My original name was Mallory. It means unfortunate."
"Atarah is much more fitting. Let me know if you need anything my room is right down there." He pointed to the door at the end of the hallway. Sleep well." He said before closing the door. You unpacked, took a shower and got into bed when there was a knock on your door.
"Come in."
Erik walked in with his signature cold glare on his face.
"Can I help you?" You asked reluctantly.
He rolled his eyes. "All the stuff I have gathered about the man who did this is in Charles' office if you want to have a look at it."
Your face softened," oh. Well thank you. I'll have a look in the morning."
He nodded silently and turned to leave.
"Good night Erik."

Of course he didn't respond.