Chapter 13 - PAINFUL DEATH (1/2)
Time: the healer and the killer.
-d.j-
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The rapid sounds of Blue's small fists bumping against the door seemed to drain Knox's last ounce of patience.
At first, it was Chaos and now this little annoying girl.
”I WILL KILL THIS GIRL!” Knox swore, infuriated when he heard the noisy sounds and jumped off the bed to open the door.
Behind it, was Blue, standing in her stupid strawberry pyjamas. She lifted her head and looked at Knox straight in his eyes, without any fear at all, though his expression was so dark.
”I want to see Chaos,” she said and without any permission, she walked past him and found the man that she had been looking for, sitting on the couch. ”I found you!” she said happily.
Knox walked back inside, toward the two people and glared at both of them fiercely. ”Did you two just make my bedroom your meeting point?!” he asked incredulously. Not even bothering to think how ridiculous it sounded.
”I found you!” Blue said cheerfully, she grinned at him, showing her white tiny teeth, waiting for a praise from him, but Chaos only stared at her, while Knox continued scolding her. ”I found you…” she repeated her words, only her voice was slightly low this time.
”You really can smell my scent?”
”Yes,” Blue said enthusiastically, she was now standing beside Chaos.
”What about him? Can you smell him too?” Chaos nodded his head toward Knox, who had stopped nagging her when he heard Blue could smell Chaos. It was an impossible feat.
Blue cocked her head and glanced over at Knox briefly, ”Yes, I can smell him.”
”What does he smell like?”
”Coffee.”
It was almost the same scent that she smelled from Chaos.
”Impossible.” Knox walked over and sat on the sofa opposite Chaos.
”The same scent as me?” Chaos asked again.
Blue then looked at Knox. ”Hm… almost… he smells like coffee too, but a little bit different.”
”What is the difference between us?” Chaos leaned over to hear her answer.
”It's like…” she looked up, trying to find the right words to say. ”It's like coffee with a different flavor.”
Hearing that answer, Knox looked at Chaos, whose attention was totally on the little girl. Blue was sitting on the other sofa now, looking at Knox and Chaos back and forth, waiting what their reaction would be.
Blue thought she had done a great job, but no one from them was saying anything about it. Or maybe, she had done it wrong?
”Chaos, it is not possible,” Knox said, but even so, he slightly doubted his own words. ”You don't think she can find you because of your scent, right?”
”I found him,” Blue interrupted him quickly. ”I smelled his scent. Both of you have a scent like coffee,” she was annoyed because she needed to say the same thing again.