The Memoriam Files: Hearts ✔

| Chapter 20, Trouble

|Will you wait until it all burns down, will you hide until it all burns down

|Let it burn, Red

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Lisa's P.O.V.

Saying goodbye to Hans was harder than I thought it would be. Everytime I looked at him I felt so many unexplainable emotions going through me.
I know how I used to feel about him, he had been like a father to me. And now he helped me remember who I was.
And even though I hadn't wanted my memories back, now that I did, I was glad it happened. Things were more clear now and I could imagine the future like a path before me. And that honestly felt like a relief to me.

Everyone had made their way out of the house but I turned back and looked at Hans. 'Are you absolutely sure Wicked can't control me anymore?'
It was strange because I could clearly imagine the notes I had made and a part of me knew that it was right. Wicked couldn't control me anymore now that I had my memories back, but still I had to ask.
He nodded, not a single hint of doubt on his face. 'I think you always knew that whoever that device was going to be used on, it was going to be bad. So you told me you built an switch that could only be triggered by remembering your past.'
I gave him a weak smile. 'So you're just going to believe everything a ten year old told you.'
A smirk appeared on his face. 'The smartest ten year old I've ever met.'
I wanted to supress the glowing feeling in my chest, but I couldn't and so I decided for once to give into it. 'Would it be...weird if I gave you a hug?' I asked, my voice small.
Hans laughed, it was a deep laugh right from the pit of his stomach and before I could say anything he took me in his arms. They were like a strong wall around me, embracing me like a real father should.
I bit my lip before the tears would start to flow. I had to let go, think about the future and not let anything in my past stop me.

Hans let me go and smiled at me.
'Be careful,' I whispered at him.
He nodded. 'You too.'

Then I turned around and let Thomas and Minho say their thanks.
I didn't turn around to give Hans one last glance, my eyes were already burning. I knew what I had to do and it wasn't gonna be easy. If I was the person who built the Right Arm, I was going to be the person who would finish their work. No matter the cost.

After our goodbye to Hans, Benda and Jorge took us to a lunch café where we could eat something and think about what to do next.
We were all silent while eating and I was much too busy with my newly returned memories to focuse on anything else.

'Lisa?' Thomas finally asked.

I looked up at him and frowned at his pained expression.
'Did I really help to,' he interrupted himself and nervously bit his lip.
I smiled at him, already knowing his question. 'Yes you did, you turned your back on Wicked, Thomas. Whatever you remember, just know you never believed that killing innocent people was the way to get the cure.'
He nodded and he truly seemed relieved.
'Tell me,' Minho started. 'Was I just as handsome back then as I'm now?'
I rolled my eyes, ignoring the slightly uncomfortable feeling that suddenly settled in my stomach. 'Sure you were.'
A smirk appeared on his face, making me smile.

'Apart from all of that,' Brenda began. 'You know what this means right?'
I looked at her, knowing what she was going to say, but I really didn't want her to.
'You're the true leader of the Right Arm. We have to go back to Gally.'
All eyes were on me and I slowly nodded. 'Yes, but please don't tell them who I am.'
Jorge raised his eyebrows at me.
'I'm just-' I started and took a deep breath. 'I can't be a leader of an organisation that has functioned perfectly well without me for the past three years.' I looked them all in the eye and sighed then. 'I'm a soldier not a leader. I'll help the Right Arm defeat Wicked, as a soldier.'
It was silent for a couple of seconds, everyone thinking about my words. Then Minho clapped his hands. 'Alright that's settled then.'
I smiled at him, my heart glowing.