A few weeks pass by and everything has finally calmed down between me and all the guys, although I am still unsure about what Paul said to me that morning. As I get up, relieved it's finally Saturday. I shut my shades and hop in the shower and when I'm done I walk out of the bathroom in my towel with my wet long black hair. I sit on my bed and pick out some clothes from my new wooden dresser next to my bed. I don't really feel like doing much today so I lay back down wrapped in my towel and roll up in my sun warmed blanket and drift off to sleep. I wake up and gaze at the alarm clock to see it's only 9:30am, I let out a loud moan of laziness. I got up and got dressed, when I finished brushing out the last tangles in my lengthy hair I headed downstairs with my laptop in hand. I can't help but get excited at my new found love for writing about the recent crimes in new york. When I step into the living room I look around for Paul, but he is nowhere to be seen, I bet he's in his room. I take my chance and scurry into his kitchen with a giddy feeling rising up then I open his fridge to see an old pizza he bought last night and grab two pieces. After my little thievery I sit on the couch and plop my laptop onto the table and open it up enjoying the last few bites of the cold pizza, just as I take the last bite Paul comes out of his room hidden away near the stairs. I look down at my laptop feeling a little guilty as he walks up to me and pokes my cheek. I attempt to say something snarky but can't talk because my mouth was full of his pizza.
"Wow, I can't believe you did it again. I mean come on every week!" he says in a sarcastic tone as I swallow. I turn to him with haste
"Well, if you could cook you wouldn't have to always order pizza and tempt me with it!" we look at each other dead in the eyes as if daring the other to say something. Next thing I know he goes from behind the couch and hugs me and whispers
"I've got a surprise for you" in his deep boss voice he uses at work. After saying that he let's go of me but quickly says "But you'll have to wait until Monday" in an evil voice, I make a deep groaning voice and slump my shoulders to try and get him to tell me, he doesn't budge and I say
"Fine okay I'll wait mr. meany" in a drawn out voice. I love joking around like this when we are at home, it's like I get to see a side of him nobody else knows about! As he walks into the kitchen and pulls out the rest of the pizza and sits down next to me on the couch I have grown so fond of while living here. I lay down on the couch and rest my head on Paul's lap, as he eats his pizza I gaze up at him enjoying how we do this every weekend. When he finally looks down at me his sharp chin hitting his chest and I look to the side to see what's on TV and it's another news report about the attacks that have been happening and I shoot up with urgency to look at the TV hitting Paul's nose on the way up then he shrieks
"Hey watch it" and I quickly pat him on the shoulder to comfort him so he'll quit talking. As he finishes up his last comments I turn the volume on the TV up and hear the news lady say "As of now we do not have any word if these cases are connected in any way" I give a scoff and yell
"Obviously they are dip shit! Haven't you seen the masks you amateur?!" just then Paul gives me a concerned sideways glance. I continue to watch the lady speak with rage as she makes goo goo eyes at the camera and I whisper to myself "Jesus even the news people are clueless" just then Paul takes my shoulder in his big hand
"Hey, you're getting pretty worked up about this. Maybe you should leave it be for a while"as he says those words. I stare at him with confused thoughts running through my head but can only manage to say the one word
"Why" with a longing in my voice. He suddenly takes a deep breath and practically whispers out
"My company got a threat and I believe the other people who got attacked were some big shots in other companies. So please leave this be" I ignore that last part for a minute and go to look at my laptop, I quickly pull up my notes I had been stacking up about the whole thing and realize all the people who were attacked not only were from two different companies but as I look through my notes I see that none of the victims were hurt just threatened and robbed of all their valuables. I jot down my new findings and look over to Paul with the happiest look on my face I've had in awhile
"Thank you Paul, thank you so much! As soon as I put all this together I can give it to the police and -" just then he interrupts me with a booming voice
"Leave it be Max". I shudder at his sudden announcement and jump back from the couch
"why" I say with a loud voice and continue "Isn't it our duty as people who live in this city to help where we can?" he looks at me and gets up from the couch then hurries to his room with a strange way of walking. When he enters his room I grab my laptop and rush upstairs to my room with tears forming in my eyes, I jot down a note saying I'm going out on a walk and not to follow me or I won't come back for real this time. I put my laptop in its case and strap it around my shoulder, when I pass by the table I slide my note onto it and tape it down. I leave the house holding back some tears and slam the door behind me, I find myself walking towards the grocery store we shop at every so often and quickly pass by it to see where the sidewalk would take me. I look up at the street light excited to see how far I can go this time, I've been going on walks to build up my endurance while I have free time. When I get as far as I can go I sit down in front of a fancy apartment building and watch as cars go by. Soon after I sit down it starts to sprinkle, then downpour. I see a small shop across the street with a lit up sign saying "Open 24 hour" and make my way over to it. Once I get inside I see some guy looking at the magazine rack. I quickly make my way over after seeing a headline "Attacks in new york" and pick it up, as I'm reading I see tons of flaws in their logic and scoff to myself thinking about how they're going in at the wrong angle and not looking for details, the cops were being shady. The guy standing next to me was also looking at the magazine and speaks up,
"Something wrong with that story?" I look at him and start spewing out how the people being mugged are all businessmen playing a big role in their companies and the attackers wear a mask but as I talk about the masks he asks me with a confused look "How did you come to that conclusion? That they are wearing masks' 'I look at him with a grin
"I have an insider and they get clear pictures for me and give the bad ones to the news reporters. I mean it's not that hard to see they are wearing a mask but nobody thinks to announce it" I look back at the magazine and nod in agreement
"Are you big into crime articles?" he looks at me and says in a deep gentle voice
"Something like that". I go to look outside and see it's stopped raining "Oh yay! The rain stopped, if you wanna talk about it more i can give you my number. Maybe we can help each other uncover this mystery!'' I said to him with an excited voice. The guy takes out his phone
"My name's Jax" and gives me his number, in return I tell him my name and send him a text saying
"Nice to meet you Jax, I hope we can talk soon!" with that I take my leave as Jax continues to read the article. Now refreshed and ready to continue I walk and start to talk to myself "Now that I have someone to talk to I don't have to worry Paul~ I can't wait to meet up with Jax, I hope he has the same opinions as me about this whole thing" with that I go silent and start worrying about if he doesn't think of them as acts of justice or revenge "I wish I were a reporter, then I can go scoping around getting more into the action" and I let out a sigh. I can't go back there tonight, just then I think about what I would have done if I were back home and an idea pops into my head and I think to myself "I'm going to spend the night in an abandoned factory like I used to do when I would fight with my parents". I head towards the outskirts of town and as I get there I see a factory that looks old and not very well taken care of surrounded in greenery so I head in it's direction. As I get closer I see a fence fast approaching " Oh great I also get to brush up on my climbing skills, yay me" I get a running start but before I get to the fence i throw my messenger bag over the fence landing on the other side in some mud and quickly jump onto the fence ripping my skirt in the process. Once I get to the top I jump down and scoop up my bag. I check to see if anything fell out "Nope. I got my dagger, my phone and my throw blanket. '' I look into my memories growing fond of that visit with professor Creak, he had brought me to an anime event going on in the next town over as a thank you for letting him stay with me. I give a sigh of bliss and make my way to the building, I open the rusty door and walk inside wiping off my hands. I go to get on a ledge and make camp for the night when I notice there are a few cots around the big room, I count a total of five in all. Just as I turn to one of the beds I see the Froggo version of my Ghosty blanket, I quickly take mine out and put it against the other "Oh my god! It makes one picture!" as I am saying this the bed looks like it's been abandoned for a while seeing as the blankets are hanging off the bed and the pillow thrown onto the floor. I start to gather the spread out blankets and pillow then lay down in the cott, as I lay there my consciousness fades. I started to dream about that anime. I was so fond of thinking I had been teleported into their world when I was suddenly woken up by a loud shout
"Yo Kye! Looks like you've got a visitor!'' I look up to see a man in a baggy black shirt and some skinny jeans. As I stare at the guy I come to realize what's going on as he's about to shout again. I jump on him from behind and cover his mouth with one hand and hold my dagger to his throat. I whisper
"Don't say another word" into his ear, He slowly nods and puts his hands in the air. Just as he reaches up another guy runs into the small space by the cot from the other side of the door "Stay back" I scream at him. Not long after two more guys show up and I glance at all their faces and through the moonlight I see Jax's white hair glistening. I shout at him with a controlled voice "Oh my god Jax! Run! I can take 'em! I swear!" Just as I scream that the one I'm holding grabs my wrist and twisted it so that I fell to the ground with a thud "Now you can't hold the knife little miss" then he pauses and looks at Jax and calls over
"Care to explain dude?". Jax comes over and looks at me without realizing who I am
"No idea man" I sit up and grab my phone
"Hey give me that" jax shouts down to me and as he tries to take my phone I quickly dial his number and a vibration comes from Jax's back pocket then I scream
"Look at your phone dude!" he reaches for the phone in his back pocket and holds the screen for the others to see. As I steal a look I see what it says "Nosy reporter... is that what you thought of me you cow?!!!" and exhale a deep breath, the other guys come walking up and I quickly grab my dagger with my other hand but as soon as I reach for it the first guy kicks it across the room with a skittering noise. I look around at the men in the room as they talk in a circle not paying attention to me, I crawl around the back side of the bed and grab my laptop and start typing out what each of them looks like "First man: Tall, brown hair, skinny, white, scar on chin" and go to start typing about the Jax next "Jax: white hair, white, scar on right arm about five inches across" as I'm typing I don't notice Jax walk up behind me and as he is watching me we waves over to the others and one after another they circle around me as I'm off in my own world typing with joy. As I look up to see the rest of them they seem to have disappeared, then just as I see them towering over me just staring at the screen "Um… may I help you? hehe" I say with concern. Jax giggles a little and one of them speaks up
"Are you a fan or something?" I nod my head and go to type about the one who just spoke "Second man: deep voice, red hair, dark toned skin, no visible scars" next I look at the one to my right side take a glance and start to write "Third man: black hair, white, scar on lip (most likely from a dog)" the man laughs and I add "high pitched voice" then all the others laugh at the words on my screen. Jax reaches his hand down and grabs my laptop,
"Hey don't touch my blog!" I scream and grip onto the laptop as if it were my life, without realizing it I let out a growl like a mad dog.