The Third War

Chapter Sixty Three: Kristy

Once at Zoe's room, I knocked on the door. No answered, but there was a slight clatter from inside her room. I kicked the door, "Zoe??"

I heard my name be softly called, so I opened the door and walked in, "Yeees?"

Zoe sat on the floor with her headphones and keyboard.

"Heeey," she looked nervous making me automatically nervous.

"Well, if it's not the other half, I was wondering when I'd get relieved of babysitting."

I turned my head to see a girl sitting in a chair that leaned against the wall. She looked slightly older than me and had a sneer on her face.

I crossed my arms and took a step forward, "And who might you be?"

"Veronica, I'm Jeremy's friend, he asked me to watch the five year old."

She stood up and handed me a folded piece of paper. "Excuse me?" I snatched the note and it read: "Kristy, don't freak out. Veronica's a friend who I trust completely."

I muttered, "Jeremy, find better friends." I ripped the note before putting it in my pocket. "Okay, well, one, find yourself some respect. My sister has saved lives. Two, I also don't appreciate your attitude."

She muttered something else about a five year old.

"What was that?"

She sent me a cold smile, "Nothing dear, please continue your pointless rant."

"Wonderful, you can tell your bestie all about it when you find him. Go, now."

She ignored my order, "In case you didn't know, the flower said he leaves the same time very day. So, I'm not the first babysitter."

"Fun, bye now!" I grabbed her shoulder and pushed her toward the door.

She turned around using the door frame to keep me from completely pushing her out. "Listen, I don't know who you think you are, but if anyone deserves respect it's Jeremy. He wastes his time, and really his life, in order to protect a flower."

"She is not flower," I hissed.

"He gave up everything for you people, any chance at a normal life gone, because of the both of you."

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"He turned his back on his sister, who he loved, and trusted, who actually cared about him. She only got in trouble because she knew that, thing," she threw a glance at Zoe, "was dangerous."

I was getting ready to break someone else's jaw, "Well, I'm sorry, time to go."

"I'm not done. I'm warning you. He has never chosen the hard path before; he has always gone with what easiest. That's me, not her."

I cocked my head to one side, "You don't seem so easy to me. You take hits pretty hard."

She sneered again, "I've learned how to go around obstacles, like the lifeless freak sitting in there."

As she turned and left I slammed the door shut. "Evil."

I walked over to where Zoe sat. She had put her headphones back on, but when I walked over she took them off. "Hey," I forced a smile.

"Hi, did she leave?"

"Yeah, she's gone."

Zoe looked relieved. "She just watches me the entire time. Haley talks."

I nodded, "She's scary, and ruuude."

"She called me a defenseless flower."

"Very rude."