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Chapter 18 - Perfectly imperfect

I´m lifting my right arm up into the air, equally I kick with my left leg sidewise into the punching bag. I breath in short takes in and out, my sweat is running down my forehead, about my face and dropping down onto the floor. I can feel each exercise in the affected body part. 

After my workout, my face drops down near to my knees. I´m trembling. Not only because of my sport unit, but also what happened today at noon. 

I opened the door; my eyes met the figure of an old acquaintance. She was one of many bullies in my school years. Earlier, before she decided to betray me in the worst way possible, we were like Timo and Pumba, best friends. We shared everything, did tell us stories of what we dreamed of for the future and wished our deepest yearnings will get true someday. I wished always for a good paid job and somebody who do really likes me. Back then I was a positive person, my mind was in good faith with everything, I didn´t mind the malice of the others around me, decided against it, only focused on the way in front of me. 

"Can I come in?", she asked with a guilty facial expression. "Yes", I gave a short answer. I´m warry of her sudden presence, nobody minded to visit me after my school years, why would she? I hoped I´d be forgotten long ago, so my brain has rest from the bad memories I had collected in my teenage years. 

I admitted to myself, my mind likes to repress all the negative stuff, and the worst person was standing before me. Nobody would have thought of such an event happening. I couldn´t register it at this time. My emotions were overwhelmed completely.

"First, before I start, I want to excuse myself. You know, for all my failures in the past, now as a grown person, I think otherwise. Back in my teenage years, I didn´t consider my actions as bad. I wanted to be a part of the `cool gang`", she tells me with a guilty pitch. Should I trust her? I don´t know, so I only nodded that I understand her apology. Maybe she did change, maybe not, who knows?

"Do tell, why are you here", I came fast to the main part. There is no time for wasting quality time. Also I´m pretty curious about her motives, I acknowledge my inner motivation. In that moment I didn´t notice leaning forward towards her body. Maybe it was my subconscious, which wants me near her. Eithers it´s because of my curiosity or of our common past. Actually, I don´t know, but the need to know her motives is bigger than ever. 

"You know, I didn´t consider my actions back then as stupid and terrible, now I wouldn´t even think about such cruel things. I´m here to apology and beg for forgiveness, hoping for it." I don´t believe her one bit, for sure. 

"You have your apologies recognized, it´s in the past, I really don´t care about what happened. It doesn´t matter to me anymore. But why are you here, I don´t see any sense in travelling such a far distance and only coming for forgiveness. So speak!", my patience was getting thinner and thinner by each passing second. 

Her mouth stood a little open, she seemed surprised by my reaction. I thought of my teenage years. Then, I was not such a mouthful, I was quite shy. "Okay, I get it, I get it. Please, don´t understand me wrong, I only want to help. I came here to warn you; you are in danger." Oh no, that was a poor excuse for being here. "What danger?", I was playing her game and showed a shocked expression on my face.

"You were photographed by the Daily VIPs, the greatest magazine on the earth. The picture shows Mr. Watson and you sitting together in one car, smiling to each other. I can only warn you, he´s not what he seems to be. He´s far more dangerous than you think of." Her comment stirred a little bit of distrust in me. Even if I didn`t like her speaking to me, I listened to her, of course. You shouldn´t underrate other people opinions, you never know what´s right or false. 

"What kind of danger?", it needed more to persuade me. Oliver had always seemed to be the nice guy next door, the perfect example of working hard and getting far. Maybe, to perfect in a way, I didn't understand. 

"The bad danger, you can say. All the illegal stuff, drugs, cigars and prostitution, the whole package. You need to protect yourself." Okay, I got it.

One main question was forming slowly in my head. "Where did you get this kind of information? I mean, you didn´t speak to me unless it was something to bully me. What´s the motive of your change, it couldn´t be out of goodness and light hearted intentions?", I hoped my question was going to show the truth of her presence.

"I can´t tell you. I only wanted to inform you, like an act of kindness." An act of kindness? This human being in front of me has no kindness at all left in her black bottomless heart. All the bad Disney characters are combined in her soul. 

Next to my distrust for her, there settled distrust for Oliver down. What should I think of, now? I can´t get a grip, even if I thought to know Oliver after this short amount of time. I´m ready to collapse on the earth, if I train further, I´m not used to so many sport units. 

Yeah, what should I really think of. I can´t ask somebody, I don´t know how to say it correctly. They would laugh about my emotional chaos in my old days, better they would say bad things, because they don´t know the person I´m speaking of. No, I should decide on my own, you can get information from other, but you must decide on your own, nobody can take your own stones from your shoulders, you must lift them again and again. You must be your own person, I learned within the years.