Physical Damage (discontinued)

Chapter 9 - All about the lights

Chapter 9

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

The thing under my bed was a jewelry box with a card taped on it. Ah what the hell? Might as well see what my mystery stalker gave me this time, and then maybe I’ll find him/her/it and kill them! First I took the card of the box and opened it.

My fire,

A gift for you.

Love the light.

Well that was… interesting. Shrugging I peeled of the rest of the tape that was holding the box and the card together. Should I brace my self before looking in the box? What if the weirdo got me earrings? Or a belly ring stud or some other weird jewelry item. Well only one way to find out.

Shutting both my eyes I slowly opened the box. After a few minutes of just sitting there and feeling like an idiot I opened one eye then the other. Inside the box there was another card covering the gift. How many damn cards is ‘it’ planning on giving me! Might as well read the card before seeing what ‘it’ got me this time. While looking away I pulled the card out of the box and read it not once glancing at what was under the card.

Dear Blaise,

When hard times come,

I’ll be in mind.

Love the light.

Hmm this time I get two notes and three sentences, nice, short and weird just ‘it’s’ style. Now to see what’s in the box… in the box, in the box, what's in the box today? AHHH what’s with all the damn nursery songs I’m singing lately? And yes I did see the tape of Lucianus carrying me inside while I was half asleep singing rock-a-by-baby. I think it’s safe to say that Mitch has finally found the best blackmail material at my expense. Finally I turned around and looked in the box.

“Oh, wow…”

In the damn box was a necklace not the girly necklace but a guy’s necklace. The necklace had a stainless steel cylinder pendant about 3.5cm long. On the pendant there was a design that looked oddly like flames spiraling. I kind of actually… like it… no wait I love it.  I took the necklace out of its box to get a better look at it. The chain was long and had no clasp. I put the necklace on; the chain was big enough to slide over my head with no trouble. Quickly I scrambled over to my mirror to see how it looked on. Because the chain was so long the pendant sat comfortably in the middle of my chest, it looked great against my skin.

Well, well, well you my mystery stalker can pick out some awesome jewelry. No doubt about that. Snapping out of my awe-coma I went back to picked up the box and cards. As I reached down to pick up one of the cards that something else caught my eye. It was another card. I must have missed it or it had fallen out from one of the other cards envelopes. I picked up the card and read it.

My flame,

To keep you safe,

Love the light.

This isn’t right. Why would ‘it’ give me three cards with only a sentence or two on each? What is ‘it’ trying to tell me? What if I…

Moving the box and my shirt out of the way clearing a space on the ground I placed the cards on the ground in a row. Now to see if I can put these cards in order.

…A gift for you…

…When hard times come,

I’ll be in mind…

…To keep you safe…

That doesn’t sound right. I looked at the cards again and I noticed that on all of the cards were addressed differently, and that two of them started with ‘my’ while the last starts with ‘dear’ and it also has my name on it instead of a pet name. I think I might put that one first. Looking back at the other two cards I noticed that one of the pet names was the same as when ‘it’ had first given me a gift and card. So I placed the card with ‘flame,’ next and I placed the last card last, obviously.

…When hard times come,

I’ll be in mind…

…A gift for you…

…To keep you safe…

I guess now my mystery stalker thinks ‘it’s’ a fortune teller, fantastic. Okay whatever I don’t care no more the cards have confused me. Shrugging I picked up the cards and the box then stuffed them in the draw where the first gift it gave me was. Time to go watch TV, as I made my way to the lounge room I heard a few bangs and grunts coming from the kitchen. If a damn asshole thinks that he can come in here and rob us he has another thing coming. I crept quietly over to the umbrella bucket and pulled out Mitch’s huge ass black umbrella and crept over to the kitchen.

I peeked around the doorway and found Mitch rolling on the floor in what looks like a straightjacket.

“Mitch… What are you doing?”

Mitch stops and gives me his deer-caught-in-headlights face, I laughed at him. Mitch then looks up at me from the floor with his puppy eyes. “Help”

“And why should I do that?” I hid a smirk that was begging to break free.

“Please Blaise! I’m going to be late!” Mitch begged.

“Late for what?” I asked as I helped him get out of his lab coat that doubled as a straightjacket.

“Work! Penny is giving birth early.” Mitch called over his shoulder as he ran out the door. “Love you!” and slammed it behind him.

“Love you too.” I mumbled to the closed door.  “Well I guess it’s just me and you buster…” I looked to the empty space to my left. “…or it’s just me, myself and I tonight.”

While I was sleeping blissfully a loud banging rattled the front door instantly jolting me from my sleep. I groaned and rolled over. Seriously who the hell is that! And what the hell do they, fucking think their doing banging on the, fucking door at… I lifted the pillow off my head to check the time… AT THREE FUCKING THIRTY AM!! Wait it might be Mitch, he must have forgotten his keys… again.

Grumbling I made my way to the front door in my sexy smiley face boxers. At least one of us is happy. I unlocked the door not bothering to look in the peep hole and swung the door open.

“Gee Mitch! Did you have to be so loud?” I mutter while rubbing my eyes.

I got no reply so I looked up and BANG a nice fist came and hit me right in the head rendering me unconscious.

…..That’s not Mitch…

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