12 Chapter 12: Obey (1/2)
”Damn, she really just shot him cold blood?”
I nod,
”She didn't even blink man.”
”I can't really say i'm surprised about though, she is the highest ranking assassin on this continent.”
”Mhm, I guess.”
Carlos and I finish cleaning up the room as two more of our members get rid of the body.
***
”Yo Negative, you in there?”
There's no response.
”Ok, i'm coming in.”
I open the bathroom door and see that she's passed out.
”Negative!”
I pull her head onto my lap.
”Ricky?”
My breathing eases up,
”What the hell happened to you?”
She rubs her head,
”I was too messy again...”
She sits up,
”Too messy? What does that mean?”
She gets up,
”If i'm messy, i'll be punished.”
Her hands are shaking.
”How about you take a nap, that sound good?”
”...”
Her face is pale and she can barely walk. I pick her up and lay her on the bed.
”I'll go fix you something to eat.”
She pulls on my arm,
”Ricky, don't leave me.”
”I won't,”
I sit down on the bed and she lays her head in my chest,
”I'm right here.”
I've never seen her so weak before. She strong, and hard-headed, and she gets what she wants. Seeing her like this, just doesn't feel right.
I play with her soft curly hair until she finally goes to sleep.
I carefully get out of bed and walk downstairs for a beer.
”Rough day?”
”Rough is an understatement.”
I chug the can.
”Something's wrong with her.”
”With who? Negative?”
I nod,
”Yeah man, i'm not sure what exactly, but something's not right up here.”
I tap my head.
”Well nah dip. I mean you can't expect her to be normal.”
I scrunch my brows,
”Eh?”
He joins me at the counter.
”Think about it mane, for starters, she doesn't have a name but a number, actually not even that. Her name is Negative! Then she had no childhood. She was trained to be a weapon, i'm sure she didn't go to school, or have friends, or-”
”Ok, ok! Damn, I get it. But still, I feel like...”
”Like you should help her huh?”
I finish my drink.
”I guess.”
”Ricky?”
We both look at the staircase.
”Well speak of the devil, hey Negative.”
”Hey Carlos.”
She walks over to me,
”Can I borrow you for a second?”
She wraps her arms around my neck and rest her chin on my shoulder.
”Uh yeah, what's up?”
”I uh, I need some help.”
”Help? You?”
”I know, I know, but I really do.”
I get up and follow her upstairs. When we get to the room, she shuts the door.
”So, what did you need?”
”I think I know who's actually behind this whole thing.”
”...what?”