One Mystery One Life

Chapter 45

Alex P.O.V.

She looked at me with eyes filled with amusement and I glare at her. Is she enjoying my cluelessness. Well, there's no doubt about that if we look on her face. Since, she's Annie's friend, it's okay to tell her. But I also have to make sure she doesn't tell Annie, too. I had this urge in me to tell her about it and that stupid joke of Uncle Derek. I have it in my room right now. I wonder if that guy, if I remember correctly, 'Chase' was his name. Is Annie really his daughter? I gave a thought about it.

Maybe it isn't the best idea to tell her about it, but if I want to know about it I would have to bring him up somehow. I have this gut feeling that she know about Annie and can actually tell me allot about her. Somehow, I want to know about Annie. The aura of this person, it's same as Annie but guts tell me she as somewhat of a evil side to her, making her not really trustworthy, but enough worthy to be a safe person. So, I plainly decided to brush the thought off if I didn't want something bad, really bad to happen.

There are some people I love to hear to; that is my heart, guts, instincts and above all brain. Though sometimes heart may over do it.

That picture of dad and knife on his face. Uncle Derek, that must be the reason for him to hate dad. That he treated mom like she's mom- second thoughts tried he to kill us. Or it may be even that he must have tried to do something to him, Uncle Derek, or maybe even his self-proclaimed love, it could be that. For Uncle Derek to hate dad, that was uncalled for.

This person too, she said something about knowing him namely and mom through some source I am uninformed of. Maybe she has some kind of enmity towards him or a grudge. The fact that she called mom, 'Anaya' she must be old I wonder what lies beyond that mask of her. If it's even there, maybe it's makeup. Nah! Doesn't seem like it. Who knows?

Annie, she is- seems to be the calmest, kindest and friendliest person I ever met. I guess, I can't tell what I can tell her to anyone else. If that makes any sense, to me it does. But still the brain isn't informed of this, my heart is.

I have weird thing in me that I can tell if to trust a person just by come close to them physically. I can sense pressure from them very often. Like this person, she has a strong one. I guess she is the protective kind or a bossy one, either one of them.

If I could meet mom now, I could have known something or even Annie. If only I could have known. At least Jack is safe, safe from them. 'Them' I even don't know 'them' myself. Now, there another goal and my heart goes pounding. These people, who hurt mom, they aren't going to live. If I just find them once, if I could just find them once. I could ask what will they get from hurting my mom- killing her? If only I could get my hands on them once... I could live my life peacefully and my Jack would be safe once and for all. 

"You want to kill them so bad?" She asked out of nowhere. I don't know how she reads my mind but, I guess as Annie said 'I am just so readable' that is.

"I just want to find them." I say unsure of what I will do to them for myself. I just want to ask them once, 'what did they do that for?' It's okay to if they killed mom, everyone has to go one and for all. But to kill her so heartlessly, so ruthlessly. It's not something that has to happen.

I just want to find them, any of their kind and ask them 'why?' do they do this to people. If they want to kill, that's fine, everyone has to die. but why torture and hurt. I despise this kind of people.

For a few coins taking away precious lives. But I can't blame them fully can I, not until I know their intentions or that they weren't mentally ill. Sick excuse.

"So, why do you want to find them? She asked bringing me out of my world. I don't know how the world works do I? A thought, a random thought passed by my mind. How the world works? Now that's a complicated question.

"I don't know?" I ate the last part, 'how the world works?'

She chuckled and I realized that I stared out into space once again. I tilted my head and gave her a questioning look. As, in asking 'What'.

"It's not important to know how the world works, you just have to know one thing, 'you have to live no matter how things work'. This is how life works, if not it, is simply death you could be alive but dead, nothing beyond that." She told me again by reading my expressions. I think, I got something.

Simple isn't idiot, you got nothin' ya' know

Again that voice, something I would like to call 'Catty, 'Roch'.

Even though what it said is the truth but not totally. I got a piece of it, that's a hunch.

Yeah yeah make yourself feel better- 

"Well, stop stressing yourself out thinking about the current affairs. You seem very tired, get some rest." She tells me and I look at her, as if she's serious. I can't trust her completely.

"Rest assured, I won't go meddling anywhere in your stuff, promise" She says stressing the word 'promise'

"Well, I could take that" I said, revealing me insecurance to her and she looks at me with that one eye she has. 'You wanna try' She wears that look.

"What if I don't?" I ask her as a matter-of-factly and she looks at me with a sly smile on her face.

"You'll regret it, then" She informs me, what I am already informed of.

Huh! I guess I have no choice but to trust her, after all I am in no mood to stay awake. This cooled room will be the best place to rest. I take her advice and put my head off her chest, but she pulls me back.

"Rest here, it'll be more comfortable, you know." she says and I look at her if she's serious. Least she won't go meddling around would she? Without a question, relaxed positioning my body in a position, I like. I seem to be so helpless right now, I can't help but pity myself. I have to rely on other people. All I seem to do cry. I have to do something, I wish I could. I don't even know what is happening right now. Once, I feel I am so close to knowing everything and the next second, 'boom' confused. I don't know anything.

"There you go-- to sleep." She says and I bury my face in her, feeling her collarbone rest against my head.

I don't get it if she could do anything to me, you see she's kind of a candy person.

I open my once closed eyes to take a peek at her and she looks at me as if asking what is it. I guess, she can't read this thought can she. I close my eyes, I can't help but get amused.

She says a lot of thing with expressions- nearly all of them....

Live in this world she says......... now that's something-

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Have a nice day!!!

                                                 - sherry-heartfelt