The Elementals II: Knit of Fate

I've given them enough to gnaw.

“Have you seen it?” I asked Jaray as soon as his head popped out the door.

He closed the door and replied, “Yeah and someone needs to do some explaining to me.” He shot me a blaming look.

I don’t like this. My mind did an instant recap of events, which is a total pain to my ever sharp memory, course, I was being sarcastic. “You don’t seriously think I’ve leak your plan, your amazing plan to that guy-Lou over there?”

“Well, the connivance to him and both your opinions regarding Nai’s death or Nai’s village are not accidentally the same. I can’t help but think you did it.”

 This is so wrong. “I never told him about it Jaray. If I were to tell someone for sure it’ll be someone close to both of us; someone trustworthy and someone who’ll not ruin your plan.”

Just this time, please, give me software that can show how our conversations overlapped... Geez... I only remember what I’ve said and some portions of what Jaray says at the same time.

“Then explain things to me...” Jaray started.

“I’m trying to explain but you-”

“-I’ve trusted you!”

“And you think I’ll break that trust?!”

“I’ve treated you as a real brother!”

“And so do I!”

“I miscalculated you!”

“Yeah?”

“I thought I know you.”

“Yeah, if you knew me then you should’ve known I’m not going to share it to someone we don’t trust!”

He paused for a while; rage closed his eyes, and anger clouded his reason and tears of hate roll down his face. He lunged at me and pinned me at the wall beside the five-dragon portrait.

“Tell me, Elly.”

I was standing on tip toe, his right forearm crushing my throat and his left hand fixing me to the wall. There’s a cracking ache on the left shoulder and I’m starting to struggle for breath.

“J-Ja-Jaray...” I tip toed higher trying to pull my throat up his stiff forearm, “I can’t breathe.”

“Tell me. Look at me... Straight to my eyes.” His dark brown eyes, I can see his anger ablaze inside. The last hope of finding Nai’s slowly disintegrating. The hope he’s only clinging for. The last ace he has at hand is now at stake. He took one sniff of the air and said, “Did you inform anyone of it?” each syllable a dozen times heavier than normal tone and he shoved me even harder to the wall.

I got the back of my head knocked on the wall really hard. This time, I could barely speak a syllable with the force he’s putting on my throat. I was worrying too much by being killed by D5 or some monsters out there but the real monster is here. I don’t know him anymore and from the way he’s acting, he has forgotten who I am.

“No, of course!” I said like a soft mouse’s squeaks.

 And I thought this will somehow put him back to himself but it seemed to trigger a bomb inside him. He pulled himself away from me, freed me from his deadly forearm and choking, I went to braced myself near the sofa.

“Are you going to kill me?”

Then it exploded, he grabbed a vase and threw it at me. I duck behind the sofa and the vase missed my head by less than an inch and it shatters itself on the wall. He kicked the sofa and I fell on my butt and he continued kicking it, until I was cornered back to the wall. This time the weight of the sofa pushing me and the force of his right feet that’s keeping me trapped.