Uncontrollable(HUGE REMAKE)

Chapter 9

We get to our house now. Hugo is not dizzy anymore. However, Atticus is still carrying me.
"What now? You're smart right? I hope you know what to do," Hugo said then he looked Atticus.
"If I'm smart, I won't have this situation right now," Atticus said then he looked down.
"Can you tell me what really happened to you in the woods?" He shriek, then he puts me down.
"Well, I went to Felix's backyard then I heard a scream and I saw a light rotating around, it construct me to do something, so I went through the woods to see what was really going on. Then, when I reach the woods, the light fades out. I don't know what to do. A minutes later, a motorcycle was moving towards me. Now I know where did the light came. When the motorcycle was moving towards me, I didn't shift, I did nothing, then the guy saved me. That's what happened," I said, then Atticus just nods, his eyebrow was curling up.
"Who do you think the guy was?" He asked, his eyes are looking at straight way, thinking.
"What guy? The one who almost killed me?"
"No, the guy who saved you," he said.
"I don't know his name. He told me that he's not allowed to tell anybody about his name. I don't know what's his job. He's wearing all red, but not entirely. He has a black color on his bandana and some black on his head wrap," I said, looking at him, slacking off.
"Now what? Clever head," Hugo said to Atticus.
"I don't know! You're making me panic!" Atticus shouted
"Just entered the god damn house! What's the deal! They're not going to kick our butt off!" I said, screaming. I'm weakening and I just really want to sleep. "Come on! You guys acting like a coward!" I said, then walk.
"Let me carry you," Atticus said, but I ignore his request then I walked. I'm the one who's on the front of the door. My feet hurts, I just want to lay down on my bed and sleep, but my gut says that if we enter this house, a lot of drama is going to happen. I finally opened the door. My mom is sitting at the bench that is closer at the counter, and dad is standing with her, like they are talking about something. When the door creaked opened, mom and dad shift their eyes on us. Their faces was serious.
"Hey guys," I said, then my mom and dad walks toward us.
"Where have you guys been?" My dad asked.
"We've been on a. . ." Atticus didn't finished his sentence because dad interrupt him.
"Okay, go upstairs and take a shower. Kezia, come with me, in my office, now. Christine, after the boys takes a shower, talk to them about where they have been. Come on Kezia," dad said then carried me. I think he already saw my knee, but why he didn't reacted? My body bounces when my dad is carrying me, rushing to go to his office. I think something weird is happening. I wish this is not about Uncontrollable thing again. Being this person is insanity. I mean, why me? There's a lot of people could be like this, but it's me who is. It makes me horrible, and it makes me sick to think all night if tomorrow is going to be as safe as I know. Living in this personality makes me think that maybe, I'll be killed, maybe on just the road, or worst, in stage where people can see me dying. I didn't expect to be like this. I don't want to be like this. We've already reached my dad's office and he put me on the chair. He sat down on the front desk, then his eyes shift to mine.
"Kezia, what happened to the school this day? And, where have you guys been?" My dad asked. Tension rises up into my mind. My heart is pumping so hard. What am I supposed to say? Nothing weird happened on the school, but there's a weird thing happened on the party. I'm so done, I'll be grounded.
"School? Nothing odd happened in the school," I said, shivering. Then, he takes his laptop out and and he put it on the desk, so hard that my ear pumps.
"I received this," I opened the laptop and read. I'm gaping and my eyebrow is going up. "What the hell is this!?" I said, pretending that it's not my dad in front of me.
DEAR MRS. AND MR. KNIGHT,
THIS IS MRS. PETERSON, HEAD COUNSELOR OF OUR COMMUNITY SCHOOL. I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT YOUR CHILD IS SO SMART. WE DON'T KNOW WHY AND WHERE DID SHE HAVE THIS TALENT. HOWEVER, WE TOUGHT THAT MAYBE YOUR DAUGHTER IS DIFFERENT. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN BY DIFFERENT, WHICH IS UNCONTROLLABLE. I DON'T WANT TO THINK AHEAD BUT, ME AND THE STAFF JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE.
THANK YOU.
"I don't know," my dad said, looking down, holding his forehead.
"Dad, what are we going to do?" I asked.
"What happened to you at the party?" He asked. He knows we went to the party. But how?
"I got injured," I said.
"How? Be specific Kezia," he said, curling his eyebrow and looking straight at my eyes. I think I'm going to explode. I can't tell him what happened. I will be grounded. But, is being grounded is the most important right now? This is not the right situation to be stagy, my life depends on dad. I should not lie to him. With that, I explained what happened. The lights that I saw, the guy who almost killed me, the guy who saved me, and what is he look like.
"What is he wearing?" He asked.
"Red bandana, red leather jacket, black shirt, black pants, black rubber shoes, red and black head wrap, and he has a lot of weapon with him. I have his bandana on my knee. He put it on there so that it'll stop bleeding," I said, then he stands up and he looked at it. He pick a chair and sat down in front of me, looking at the bandana on my knee.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked.
"He's the great assassin," he said, then sniffled.
"Assassin?" He's assassin? He doesn't look like it.
"Yes," he said, then he looked at me.
"So, he's the leader of the assassins?"
"He's the only one. He lived here before, in our community, but he's gone when his parent and everybody knows he's Uncontrollable. He hide, then he came back. He stands at our main stage at the government's commisary, to speak his opinion, hoping that people would stop hunting down Uncontrollable people. But then, something happened. The main Governor knows that he came back, so they went to the commissary and look for him. Then, they saw him on the stage, speaking. One police shoot him, but hopefully the bullet goes the wrong way. He used his Uncontrollable power to control the police, then the police stop shooting instead, they shoot themselves. Everybody thought that he made them do that. Then, everybody ran after him, and he hide again. After that situation, he started to be more powerful. He learned how to manipulate people. Sometimes, he's here with disguise, to communicate with his parents. But, the disguise thing was gone, 3 years ago. He was planning to get all the Uncontrollable people to fight with their freedoms. That's the reason why police are hunting him, until now," he's Uncontrollable?
"Do you know him?" I asked.
"Kezia, I am not allowed to tell you. But I can give what's his age," he said. "He's 17 years old now," he added.
"Seventeen? He's not that old enough to be alone? And, and, w-why are you not allowed to tell his name? It's not fair!" I complain. "Why do we need to be alone? Why do we have to be gone? Am I going to pretend, all my life?" I asked, beginning to cry. He looked at me, he's pail as the apple that's on his desk. "I don't want a fight," I said, sobbing. He holds my chin, then my eyes shift on his. I can't see him clearly because my eyes are filled with tears. I blink my eyes a few times to make it not blurry then I sniff hard. He smiled at me, and I removed his hands on my chin and stands up. I look away from him, to keep my anger.
"I'm going to my room," I said, looking down, not valuing my tears on my eyes. Then without a permission from my dad, I went away. I'm jerking away, going up stairs to my room. Atticus and my mom saw me, they try to stop me and say "what's the problem?" but I just ignore them, and I shut the door on their face.

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