New Life

Chapter 5

Marty's POV:
Thud thud thud thud.

I can hear the bed rapidly hitting the wall aggressively. Even that was drowned out by their moans. I just stood there, dumbfounded. What am I supposed to do in this situation? Should I leave? I still need answers though, he's obviously different, his hair was never that long, his voice was higher, he was scrawny, and I know he wouldn't be doing something like this.

At that moment, everything was stopped by the sound of Veronica satisfied gasp. They must be finished now. It wasn't even three minutes. I was still contemplating whether I should go or stay. Well, I guess that aspect of him haven't changed.

I heard the door open and Lizack emerged from the room, fully clothed in a different outfit. A red dress shirt that had the first three buttons undone and some black jeans. He was mumbling about something not being enough as he walked past me.

"Hey Lizack." He halted in his tracks but he didn't turn around.

I walked up to him and shook his shoulder to get his attention. The look he gave me, when he turned around, was of extreme anger and I unconsciously backed away. He instantly grabbed me by my collar and whispered in my ear.

"I'm not here," he growled in my ear and disappeared in the kitchen behind the counter. I jumped the moment the doorbell rang. I looked at the counter he was hiding behind and back at the door. Did he know someone was here before the sound of the doorbell?

I slowing made my way to the door and looked through the peephole. I could only see the top of this person's head and they were standing as still as a statue, showing no evidence of leaving. I took and deep breath and opened the door.

"Hello?" The person is a woman wearing a white gown with a white staff and a seemingly permanent scowl on her face. She could reach the middle of my stomach in height. She almost looked like an angel.

"Good day, mortal," she said in stern voice. Mortal?

"I'm looking for a man by the name of Lizack. He's here, is he not?" My body stiffened and my hands became sweaty.  My head thought about only speaking the truth. I don't know what it is but I feel like it's against the law to lie to this woman. I could only manage to shake my head no and her scowl deepened.

"He's. Here. Is. He. Not?" she asked slower this time. It feels like the truth is trying to being ripped from my throat. My head is pounding and my vision is fading. I can hardly breathe anymore.

"Ow, my body hurts." In a second, the force that was smoldering me was gone and I was able to breathe again.

I bent over, heaving in and out, trying to regain normal breathing.

"What's wrong with you?" Veronica placed her hand on my back and bent down to my level. I pointed to the door where the lady was standing. However, when I looked up, she was nowhere to be found.

"What're you pointing at, the street?" Where did she go? She was just standing there.

"No, she was just here," I ran out the door and looked all around but I couldn't find her anywhere. She couldn't have gotten far, but considering what I was just feeling, I don't want to go after her.

"There was no one here, darling. Marty is just seeing things. You want some tea?"

We both turned around and saw Lizack sitting there on the couch like nothing happened. With tea too!