Foolish Heart //Danger Days//

10. Mistakes of Proving a Point

  "There's a panic in this house and it's bound to surface
Just walkin' through the front door makes me nervous
It's creepin' up the floorboards, got me wondering where I stand
I cannot put out the fire, I got a book of matches in my hand."  

::A Matter of Time- The Killers::

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(Freia's P.o.V)

"Why were there no Dracs?" Party pondered aloud as he began to drive.

"That was weird. It's like they didn't care if anyone got in." Ghoul commented.

"Are you serious right now?" I scowled. Party looked surprised at my anger.

"We abandoned my parents! They're still in here and they need us!"

Party shook his head.

"Freia, I'm sorry. They're gone."

"What do you mean 'gone'? They were right there! I touched them!" I felt my face quickly turn red in anger.

"That was just a shell. BLI killed them. They killed their soul, their being." Party explained.

"What does that even mean?!"

He sighed, trying to find a way to explain the complicated situation to me.

"No one gets taken into BLI and comes out the same. They give you this... Medication. It takes away your personality. You aren't you anymore. That's what happened to your mom and dad. I would love to save them, trust me, but we can't save someone who is part of BLI's control."

I sunk back down into the passenger seat.

"You knew. You knew this would happen, and you never told me." I couldn't even look at him.

"Because I wanted you to see first-hand what the outcome of BLI's control was like. I knew, right when you first asked me for help, that your parents were dead. I didn't want you to see that, but I changed my mind. I thought it was best." Party pleaded with me.

"Go to hell." Was all I said.

Ghoul leaned over to talk to me.

"Freia, I didn't know. The rest of us had no idea-"

"Shut up. Just shut up!" I screamed at him. Ghoul's expression was hurt. I felt bad for yelling at him, but I didn't know what else to do. He sat back down in his seat. I rested my head against the window, and it wasn't long before my anger and sadness turned into tiredness. I let myself fall asleep.

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When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar bed. It wasn't my usual place in the diner, but an actual, legit bed. The ceiling was an off-white, and the paint was chipping off. A green duvet was pulled over my body. I shot up out of bed. The room screamed teenage angst. With old band posters hanging on the dark red walls, and a mess of clothes on the floor.

"I haven't changed it much since I got here." Kobra said, humor lacing his voice.

"Were you watching me sleep?" I stared at the tall man in surprise.

"No, I walked in five minutes ago."

"Where the hell am I?" I asked.

"My bedroom." Kobra responded.

"No shit." I rolled my eyes.

"Underneath the diner. Everyone has a room down here, except for Party. He thinks that it's his duty as leader to sleep on the surface, in case of danger." Kobra told me, sitting down on an old leather recliner.

"Why am I in your bed?" I tilted my head, letting my feet drop onto the grey carpeted floor.

"So many questions." Kobra smirked. "You fell asleep, and everyone was tired except for me, so I let you use my bed."

"Thanks." I smiled, scratching my head.

"Before you ask, which I'm sure you were about to, Dylan and that other girl are with Ghoul right now." Kobra told me, leaning back in his chair.

"Oh yeah. Where did that kid come from?"

"Dunno. She hasn't explained much. We think that she was kidnapped by Korse and his guys. Obviously, she was important to them. We're keeping her here now."

"What's her name?" I asked.

Kobra just shrugged.

"Well, everyone is awake now, so I'm gonna head up. You can stay here for as long as you want. I know this is hard for you." Kobra stood up, leaving me alone in his room.

'Jee, who knew he talked?'

After Kobra had left, I decided it was best that I went back up to the diner. I had to face the group at some point. I was still mad at Party. He lied. He could have just told me what happened to my parents, and maybe I would have been happier.

But he was right. I was better off knowing first-hand what happened. I was wrong to be mad at him, he just wanted what's best for me. But my parents were still gone.

"Well, look who decided to wake up." Ghoul grinned at me.

"I'm sorry I was such a bitch in the car." I apologized to my new friend, who sat with Jet, Dylan and the little girl.

"Hey, it's okay. A lot of shit has happened to you. I don't blame you for getting upset."

I sighed in relief.

"Thank god. I thought you would hate me."

Jet laughed.

"Trust me, we've been through much worse than your anger."

I walked over to the group, and sat next to my little brother, who was chatting away to his new friend.

"He seems to be doing okay." I commented.

"Yeah, I don't know how he does it." Jet responded, scratching his messy hair.

"Where's Party? I need to apologize to him." I asked.

"In his room, I think. He's not in a great mood, so be careful." Ghoul told me. I nodded in appreciation, and went to go find the Killjoy leader.

With immense caution, I knocked on his door. It swung open, almost slapping me.

"What?" Party spat, but lowered his guard when he saw me.

"Oh, sorry Freia. I thought you were one of the guys."

"Um, no problem." I looked down at the ground awkwardly.

"Look," I began to speak "I'm sorry for telling you to go to hell. I didn't mean that, I was just angry and confused."

Party smiled, but it was a sad sort of smile. I'd never seen him do that before.

"You shouldn't be the one apologizing. I was a complete idiot who lead a mission straight into the deadliest corporation in the world to prove a point. I should have just told you." He admitted.

"I should have known. I just wanted to believe that they'd be okay." My throat grew heavy, and it wasn't very long until I found myself crying. Party pulled me into his arms.

"Please don't cry. There's nothing we could have done."

But I couldn't stop. My back shuddered with every breath I took. Party just held me, waiting until I calmed down.

But even though he was right there, I felt utterly alone. I didn't belong here. I should have stayed with what was left of my mom and dad. That's where I was meant to be. I belonged to Battery City. Once I calmed down a bit, Party let go of me.

"Sorry." I let out a small laugh of embarrassment through my sniffled.

"It's fine." Party reassured me.

"We have some things to discuss in the diner." He told me, going back to his usual, professional self. I followed his lead and nodded firmly.

I knew what he was going to ask me.