Deadly Sins

Part 6

8am. I joined breakfast with my brother and my father. As always, my father had a look of disapproval as soon as he saw me.

"Good morning." I greeted both of them friendly, but only Harry wished me a good morning as well. My father just nodded and read something on his iPad. I decided not to care and start eating, as I was hungry and felt very weak. I ate so much, that my father said I had to keep it down. My strange eating habit started to worry my brother.

"Jenny? Is everything alright? I mean, you eat much, but that much? What happened last night? Why did you call me?" He asked concerned and stopped eating.

Suprised I looked at him. "I called you? I don't remember doing that... I called Liv but I went to bed straight after it." I said confused and snacked some of the grapefruits standing on the table.

"Well but you did call me. I was so worried I walked to your room, but you didn't open your door and didn't answer any of my calls" He insisted, totally freaked out. "You worried me to death! I couldn't sleep at all!" 

"I am sorry Harry! I don't remember any of that. Maybe I went sleepwalking? I don't know! I just remember going to sleep and waking up in pain!" I answered outraged, still eating grapes.

Even my father looked at me now in suprise. "Pain?" He asked and raised his eyebrow.

"Well yes. My body hurt and I was really hungry. Maybe it's the jetleg." I answered quickly. "But it's gone so..." I suddenly hurried to get some tea.

"We will talk about it later." My father said "The meeting starts at 10am. We will return for lunch."

I nodded "Got it." My excitement returned, I grinned "I will take a first closer look on Tokyo!"

Harry smiled, but his worries were too big to be happy with me. "Take care of yourself, okay?" He added gently.

"Of course." I answered, trying to make sure he won't worry anymore.

After breakfast, I went to change clothes. But what should I wear? I decided to wear my black ripped Jeans, a dark red merchandise pullover of BTS, a korean boygroup, and added black converse. My blonde hair ended up in a messy bun and I only added mascara. I grabbed my little black leather bag and went outside.

The city was beautiful. The skyscrapers reminded me of New York and I smiled. I really like it to be alone, but sometimes a big city is the only thing to remind me of my existence. I am a part of something. I am alive. I need that knowledge to keep on going.

While going through the park, I had the strange feeling of knowing this place. Of having been already there. If it wasn't strange enough, I got the feeling of being watched. This resulted in paranoid behaviour of mine. I looked back every ten metres, but there was nobody following me. The birds were chirping and I could hear the sound of the traffic in the distance. I stopped at a lake and took a quick look around. Only a few people were there and were looking at me strangely. I wondered why and decided to leave immediatly. I turned around to walk back the way I came, but I ran against a small man in a white suit.

"Oh I am sorry!" I apologised "I uh I didn't see you..." I bowed  to show my respect, but he just grabbed my arms and pulled me towards him. 
"Are you feeling anything yet?" He asked, with crazy eyes.

"What?" I asked confused "What are you talking about? Who are you?" I pulled my arms free, as his grip was not really tight and I was stronger than him, and pushed him away from me and made a few steps back, to build up distance.

"Ahh good. You don't remember." He said, smiling to himself "Well, if..." he couldn't speak more, as he simply fell on the ground. Now I was completely freaking out. "Hey! Hey!" I shouted and ran towards him. I turned him on the side and checked his breathing.

"Help!" I screamed "Somebody get an ambulance!" I grabbed his shoulder and shaked him. As a larger crowd build up around the weird man, nobody really noticed that I was pulled away by a stranger.

"Excuse me! Would you please let me go? The man needs help!" I said harshly and tried to get away, but as I punched the arm, I only hurt my hand. Ouch! What was that? Has this man got a fake arm? That hurt!