Run Away

Chapter Eight

"What are you going to do with him?" I asked.

The lord looked at me and smiled, then said, "We're just going to make him forget that he was a villain."

I got really confused. Isn't he dead? I thought. "But he's dead," I said finally.

"No, he isn't. You didn't let him," he said. I got more confused. This is getting more fucked up. What does he mean by I didn't let him?

"What do you mean?" I asked. The lord didn't answer. He just smiled at me. I need answers, not smiles. Is Ryan just being unconscious instead of dead? Why do they have the need to make him forget that he was a villain? He wasn't a villain in the first place? A lot of questions are surrounding my mind right now. I'm so confused of all these shits. When this shit is over, I'll go home immediately and go take a nap and pretend that this was just a crazy dream.

I was waiting for Halder to bring Ryan out of the room. I was sitting on the chair the lord has given me. An hour later, Halder came out with Ryan. I stood up and said, "Halder, how was he?" Even though he was a villain, but he's still my best friend that I could never asked for. I wanted him to live but I wanted him to die at the same time. I have a mixed feeling about Ryan. I love him, I hate him, I miss him, I want to kill him, etc. It's kind of stressing me out. Sometimes, I feel bad about Ryan but at the same time, he's the dick who killed my boyfriend. Ryan must be glad I didn't kill him, I only knocked him out. But, he killed my boyfriend and that isn't unfair.

"He's back, Claire," Halder said. Ryan was still standing beside Halder. He looked really confused and I think his head hurts.

"Ryan," I said. He looked up at me and said, "Claire." I slowly walked toward him and held his cheeks. "Why?" I said as I cried a little bit. I wanted to slap him but he would be so confused since Halder had erased his memory about being evil. I'm sure he doesn't even remember how he killed Austin. I realized it was no use to ask him why? Because he wouldn't remember anything that just happened.

"Why what?" He asked back, confused.

The lord walked toward us and said, "Ryan, Claire, it's your time to go. I'll send you home." I was glad he would send us home so I wouldn't have to walk alone to home. It was, like, 12 A.M or so and I can't walk home all by myself.

"Thank you, my lord." I smiled.

The lord created a hole—or something likethat—and Ryan and I both walked in to that hole.