An Unexpected Bend

Nightmare

After Ryan left the room I made my way towards the bathroom. It had been such a long day. I had learnt that Ryan is just another criminal; 'tried' to trick a guard; almost got killed by Ray (again) ; so I needed a shower. I went into the bathroom wish was equipped with shampoo, soap, towel and hot water. I was not even surprised then. I'd expect nothing less from that luxurious plane.

After having a nice hot bath I felt a bit light and quiet sleepy. I wore the dress which was given to me by Ray and sank into the soft mattress of the bed in my room. I covered my body with sheets and just laid down. I was asleep before I could remember but I do remember the thoughts that ran through my mind just before losing my consciousness.

It is pretty obvious what I have to do tomorrow when they call Prude. Tell him that he needn't come back and that I am fine. If I tell him that I am being tortured then he would be here in no time. Well that is not the issue, the problem is am I really OK with seeing Ryan get skinned. I know he turned out to be an asshole but still some part of me likes him......NO How can I even have a doubt about that. He is a criminal. Remember. CRIMINAL. Well so was Prude. GOD NO MIA. Stop confusing yourself. Prude. You have chosen Prude. Its Prude McHatem.

And so I fell asleep in full confusion. And then another dream visited me which confused me even more.

                      ***

I was in a huge room. I huge empty room. I had a gun in my hand. My finger was on the trigger and the gun was loaded. In front of me, at some distance, there were two guys. Prude and Ryan. They were tied to a pole. They had a bit of distance between them. I looked at the gun and all of a sudden Ray appeared out of nowhere. He stood behind me and said

"The gun has only one bullet. The bullet will either hit Prude or Ryan. And you will get the privilege to chose." He said with his lips close to my left ear.
"I had given you a day to think about it. Well now, shoot!"

Tears started brimming up. And my hand started trembling. I couldn't even point at anyone.

"What haven't you decided yet?" He started circling around me. His voice was ringing in my head.
"Are you still confused Rench? Do you not know whom to favour? Both are criminals and both of them mean something to you but you should have known by now who is more important to you. Do you not?"

"I do. I DO! " I yelled in frustration
"Well Mia, then shoot." He said it again like a cold whisper with a crude smile.
Prude. It is Prude. I will have to shoot Ryan. Shoot Ryan.
I looked at Prude and smiled
"I am gonna save you." I said. Prude returned the smile.

I raised my hands and pointed towards Ryan with the intentions to shoot him. I tried to pull the trigger. I looked at him for the last time. He had his usual attractive smile. It made me cry even more. But I knew I had to do it.
"I am sorry." I said to Ryan with my voice breaking in between.

"Oh don't be. It's rather necessary right?!" He replied with a wink.

Then I got a flashback of when I was in pain because of losing a finger. At that time when Ryan had come to dress my wound he said the same thing about Ray and I replied my shouting
"ITS NEVER NECESSARY TO HURT ANYONE."

Then I looked at the wound and then towards Ray.
Will this act make me a criminal too?
That was it. That was my breaking point. I couldn't handle that thought. My brain couldn't process it. It was too horrifying for me.
Me a criminal? No no how the hell did I reach here. I was a normal teenager who helped everyone and anyone in need. Now look at me. I'm holding a loaded gun ready to kill someone. It doesn't matter if it is necessary or not. I can't do it. I can't give my soul away. I CAN'T DO IT.

With this I broke down on my knees. My hands dropped the gun. I was crying terribly. I was trying to figure out how I almost became a criminal.
"I can't do it" I cried. "I CANT DO IT. NO."

*GUNSHOT*

Prude was dead. His blood was now flowing like a rain fed river and painted the room red. I looked at him in absolute horror. I wanted to shout but just couldn't believe that sight. My eyes and mouth were wide open. I turned and looked at Ray. He had his arms stretched out with smoke coming out of his gun. He was the one to shoot Prude.

"Oops! too late." He looked at me and said.
"You didn't kill that air hostess, but you surely be the murderer of one of these fine young men. Look you killed your best friend" He pointed at the lifeless body of Prude and laughed hystericaly.
"And you were about the kill a guy who was kind enough to heal your wound even tho you meant nothing to him. Oh wait! You are cold enough to keep a guy you have feelings for on the gunpoint."
Then he laughed hystericaly again. I was hearing and analyzing every single word. And with every syllable, I felt more miserable.
"Well Mrs Rench, welcome to W.P.C. Hahahaha! "

After hearing that I immediately looked up but everyone disappeared. It was black now and I could still hear Ray's laugh. Then a door appeared in front of me. The door had the sign of W.P.C. on it. I walked towards the door and kept my hand on the door knob. I do not know why but just automatically did it. Then as I opened it I came back to my conscience and woke up from that nightmare.

                            ***
I woke up panting. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and rested my back against the pillow behind. I vividly remembered every single bit of that dream. It made me question every fucking thing. Then I heard a knock on the door.
The person on the door didn't wait for my reply and entered.

It was a Stuart with some thing of breakfast in bed. He looked at me and said,
"Oh good! Your are awake. This is your breakfast."
"Who-who are you" I murmured ,still trying to get back into reality.
" I am the official Stuart of this plane. I serve all the officials of the W.P.C."

Am I really a W.P.C. official now?! NOOO!