I am gonna die. My knuckles are getting red from my tight grip of the steering wheel. Speed will kill me. I might as well go to prison again for crossing the speed limit as I rush to Wilson's house. I park my car and get out of it as I face a mansion in front of me.
I knock on the door. In fact I bang on the door. My anger will eventually break the door and set it on fire. Maybe what I'm feeling is not anger but is a mixture of Sadness, tiredness and feeling powerless; its like a tsunami meets a hurricane.
The big door finally opens. Wilson stands in front of me, holding a cigarette and is dressed in a suit "come in" he says. Sometimes I wonder how could the tone of his voice be so chill at frustrating moments ; unlike me.
His house is big and vintage, the furniture reminds me of the Shakespearean time, he leads me to what I suppose is his office. He has shelves of books. Too many books. We both sit down. "I- I finished listening those tapes, so you can stop bothering me by telling me To listen to them " I tell him. "Great. You know the instructions after listening to the tapes, Young man he says.
A tornado of curiosity appears on my mind.
"B- b- but your name is nowhere around the tapes. Grayson never mentioned you" I stutter to speak.
"So- I- who- how do you know about those tapes?" I ask with all curiosity.
"In fact who are you? You never told me who you really are and how you know me too well" i exclaim with a huge question mark on my brain
Words do not escape his lips. He's silent.
He sighs. "We live in a world filled with unsolved answers. But they are better off as mystery" he says calmly with his deep voice and British accent.
"Why would they be better off as mysteries?" I ask in confusion. "Because if the truth is revealed. Chaos will be made, so it's better off as mysteries" he says again.
Jesus Christ. My mind is even a bigger mess and confusion with curiosity.
There is something big happening with my eyes closed. I'm unaware of something important.
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Sorry for not updating often anyway hope you liked this chapter, school is starting pretty soon lol
-Alaa
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Fanfiction2nd book of 'Criminal' "When you're suicidal nobody cares about you, people think you want attention, but when you commit suicide everybody suddenly loves you"
