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Part 121 - Bargain

Morning ☀️❤.
The next chapter has Delirious in it (finally, huh?). We've hit 80k view 😱😱 INSANE! Thank you so so so much! This means so much to me, it's like a motivation for me 😊☺️. Enjoy ^.^
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(Evan POV)
I walked around the house, looking for the ladder. I had prepared some excuses, if things would gone bad.

Grabbing the ladder, I put it against the wall, making sure it was stabilized. I remembered my childhood, how I used this ladder every time I went out without my parents knowing.

I wasn't scared at all. At least not from the scenario if my father would have caught me. It felt like any other day for me, but I was terrified about something else.

The idea of failing, made my hands shake, my heart race. The idea of never see Delirious again, was too real and too close for me. And I knew I couldn't fuck anything up.

I climbed through my window, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness inside my room. Quickly, I ran through my plan, making sure I remember where my father was keeping all his money.

I opened the door, listening for any sound of the intruders. After a few seconds, I bravely took a few steps into the hallway. Walking silently and steadily, I somehow made it to my father's office. There were so many things, from books in the bookshelves to papers on the table.

I didn't waste my time on the unnecessary things, even though this was the first time I had an opportunity to be in his office more then a few minutes. He had never let me into his room, always saying he had a lot of work. But I was disobeying person, curious kid, and I remember where he put his bags full of money.

I slowly pushed the old closet, hoping nobody would hear a thing. There was a painting on the wall, so I removed it. Like a shining treasure greeted me a safe with a number lock on it. There was an eleven number written on the small paper, maybe so the old man couldn't forget.

Fuck! Alright, let me think about this. So the code is 11 number long. How the fuck should I guess this?

I tried so many combination, frustrated that it didn't work. I knew I was wasting my time, and with each passing minute my vision of Delirious was slowly disappearing into the mist. I felt like I was failing him, not good enough to save him and be by his side. And with each passing second I felt more and more desperate.

Eleven numbers! You old fucker! Wait a minute... wait a minute! 2,9,1,2,0,0,5,2,0,1,4! That's it.

I heard a satisfying clicking sound, smiling like an idiot. I felt new hope flowing through me, determined to do anything. I opened the safe, quickly putting all of his money into my bag. Not wasting any more of my time, I closed the safe, returning the closet back to its place. I turned myself, just to met pair of eyes.

"Really?"

My heart skipped a beat and I gripped the bag in my hands even tighter. Like a plain gesture that I was willing to fight for it.

"I'm sorry, mum. But I need it more than him," I whispered, trying to walk around her.

Her fingers wrapped around my arm, like a spider's web around the fly. Looking down at her, I saw so much disappointment in her eyes.