Faded Formality

Dinner Date

"So you finally know I exist. I've been waiting for years. I'm trying to find out what or who are you are. So where's that fire in your eyes I saw years ago. At that time you just wanted control. Control over your life. Your destiny. And your future. What do you want now." said a voice in my head. I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if this voice was actually real if so then...

"I want...."Absolute Control" I said.

As I said that I woke up in a cold sweat. I woke up to smell something. I got up and as I got my boby felt different. I walk to kitchen to Karla with her sleeves rolled up, dicing chicken.

"Do you like chicken Xavier?" She asked while still dicing the food. I walked further into the kitchen and took a seat on a stool next to all the alcohol in a cabinet.

"I mean a little. I'm more of a steak person myself." I said with a smile as I took up a bottle of 1951 scotch.

"You drink?" she asked still facing away from me.

"Well after all I heard I might as well." I said as a laughed. There was an empty silence.

"Why do you do that?" she asked.

"Why do I do what?" I said still smiling scratching the back of my head. I started to see an angel with a white cloak standing by her.

"You can see it huh? I was wondering how long it took." She said still not looking at me.

"I'm gonna guess that your formality is sense other people's emotions. That's why you didn't have to look at me this whole entire conversation." I said.

"Bingo. Although I don't just sense other people's pain...I feel it." She said finally turning around to face me.

"Why is that your formality?" I asked her.

"When I was young I didn't really understand emotion. In fact for a long time couldn't even feel pain, sadness, happiness, love, or excitement. I was just an empty shell. Our formality is manifested by the thing we want most...or the thing we don't have." She explained.

"So I guess you know how I'm really feeling huh?" I asked her.

"You're feeling useless...like you can never do anything right." She said.

"Well really I can't. Anyway let's get off this topic." I said. I look up at the ceiling until I feel a fist to my jaw sending me flying out of my chair and crashing into the marble wall behind me. That hurt like hell.

"What the hell is wrong with you. People like you piss me off. Always feeling sorry for yourself and then pretending to be happy. Stop lying to yourself, you jackass!" she yelled. I look back at the marble wall to notice I crashed into it so hard that it cracked. I stand up and brush off my shoulders and smile still.

"Well if this smile is fake then I guess I've never really been happy." I said with a huge grin on my face. Her eyes went wide open as she stepped closer to me.

"What's going on with you....I can't read your emotion anymore...or...do you not have any emotion at all?" She asked as she stepped back.

"You're halfway right. It's not that I don't have emotion...it's more so I can turn them off." I said with a blank smile. She stood there in silence for one moment.

"Are you human?" she asked me.

"Yeah. At least I think I am?" I said finally not holding any emotion and smiled. She smiled and pat me on ny shoulder.

"See? You look better with a smile." She said as she smiled back. All of a sudden there was a crash from in the hall way. We heard a scream and ran out of the kitchen. There was a man with a black blazer and black jeans and black boots. He was holding up one of the body guards with one hand and the turned around to look at me.