The Untold Truth

Language Barrier

I found this notebook  with notes on the way home  and it looks like some sort of words in another language.

I contacted my friend so that I could decipher whatever this is.

Daniel Moore is the same age as me,
He is taller than me, has blue eyes, blonde hair and gets into fights very often but when it comes to things such as translating characters and confoguring jumbled letters and words,he's probably the only person you need to call.

It took him 3 calls before picking it up and greeted me with the most bored tone like always.

"What is it this time grey-head? Need some help with your stupid research again?" He uttered in boredom.

I respond with a, "Yep, and this time I found some notebook with strange looking characters. Could you translate them for me? It might contain some helpful information about what's outside the walls." In a way he's gonna know that I am serious with this.

"Characters? Aight, I'll be there in 30 minutes." He says and I hear him stumble over and something breaks.

"Ow..." He groans

Cute.

"I'll be right back." He responded and ended the phone call.

2 hours have passed and that bastard isn't here yet, and I am starting to get impatient.

My mind is overflown with 'What if's and I decided to go out and see where that guy is.

Speaking of the devil just as I was about to open the door, he barged in and slumped himself on my couch.

"You came here lookin' like that? How disrespectful of you." I said and slammed the door shut.

He looks like a mess! Blood on his nose, bruises and scars on his face,and with that look on his eyes?

He looks hot to be honest.

I shake my head with disappointment and also to get rid of my thoughts about this rubbish man.

I don't like him, I hate him.

"So, What's the thing you're blabbering about?" He said.

"Here." I hand him the notebook and sat beside him.

Before Daniel could even check what's on the inside, knocks were heard from outside the door

Daniel hid in my room together with the research,I fixed my living room as neat as I could and then finally opening the door.

{ Hey this is Daniel,do you hear me? What's going on down there?}

"Good Day Ms. Buenaviś, I am are here for our weekly inspection," He smiles and asks, "May I come in?"

"Oh sure! Please make yourself comfortable," I made my way to the kitchen, "Do you want some coffee?"

"Sure Ma'am."

{Hey you grey-head, why aren't you answering me?!}

[ It's Mr. Matthew for the weekly inspection, get out of here as fast as you can and don't leave any of my reasearches here. The bag is under my bed, pack things up right now.] I whisper and went back to the living room.

"Here's your coffee Mr. Matthew." I place the cup of warm coffee infront of him.

"Don't be so formal, Call me Matt instead. We've been friends eversince we're kids." He laughs and takes a sip of his coffee.

He asked me a few questions and inspected the first floor, and then proceeded to the second floor.

{SHIT IS HE NEAR?}

[What?Why?]

{ I HAVEN'T FINISHED PACKING YET! HOW COME YOU HAVE SO MANY PAPERS ON YOUR DESK?! I CANT GET THEM OFF THE BOARD AND THE SAMPLES CANNOT FIT IN THE BAG!
I- }

[Shit.]

Matthew proceeds to check the rooms, slowly approaching towards my own.

If he opens this door all my researches are doomed! What should I do?! Think Alexia.
T H I N K.

I try to convince him that nothing is in there but this   hard-headed man still doubts me and turns the knob.

"Do you have anything that you're keeping from me?"

"No..Nothing at all."

"Then I shall continue." He responded,

My heart almost skipped a heartbeat when he opened the door.

Shit.