Ethan
I watched Ivy fall in line with Roman as they walked away from my view. Just then, I knew something was fishy.
I knew she promised to keep the Inc a secret and I knew she would, but I couldn't help but feel uneasy about their closeness. He could manipulate her into telling him. Ivy might be bold and sensible, but she is gullible as well.
"You both think she won't find out? Two insiders' in an outsiders' life, and not just any outsider, but a smart one. And you think she wouldn't figure you out?" Caramel voiced out, gaining my attention again.
"We're here to protect Ivy from you, Caramel." Fiona said.
Caramel smirked, moving closer to us. "You're only putting her in danger, trust me... She's going to figure you out, and when she does, I'll wipe her out before she can even open her mouth to speak."
Fiona frowned. "You wouldn't do that?"
Caramel gave an humourless chuckle. "Oh, trust me Fiona, it's all I want to do. I mean, that's my job anyway. And I'm gonna make her realize it sooner, I'm gonna put the both of you in situations that would make her ask questions. Questions that'd required a particular answer, an answer that'd would make me get this over with once and for all."
I frowned. "Stay away from her, Caramel, if you touch-"
"Oh please, we all know you're the all talk and no do kinda guy. Now though, before your threats would have meant something. So don't even try to threaten me Ethan. And besides, you also promised to protect Lacy. Where's Lacy now?" She gave a sweet smile.
The unwanted memories tried to dig their way out of my mind.
"Back off Caramel." Fiona gritted.
Caramel held both her hands up. "I'm not trying to pick a fight with you guys. Ya'all are my buds. But just like you guys, I'm on a mission of my own. To eliminate anything that poses as a threat to the Inc. once Ivy Fisher finds out, it's my job to wipe her out, along with anything that stands in my way. And I hate the outside so... You can't blame me for wanting to get out of this mission as quickly as possible." She grinned, "... catch you guys later." She saluted us before walking away.
"She's trouble." Fiona voiced out.
I watched Caramel's figure disappear down the not so crowdy hallway. "You think I don't know that?"
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Ivy
"No way." Roman's eyes were as wide as they could get. "You were there? You saw it? Like saw it, saw it?"
"Yeah." I said, relaxing on my seat at the library. "I saw it. It was amazing Roman, everything was so bright and beautiful, people were happy. They were happy, Roman. Families, children, teenagers. Everyone looked so alive." I said, giving a far off look.
I trusted Roman, and honestly, I couldn't just keep it all to myself, I might just explode! Roman was smart, he knew better than to tell anyone about the Inc, and that was exactly why I trusted him.
He knew more about this organization than I did.
"Wow... That's really vivid. How many people are there?" He asked looking awestruck.
"Hundred, thousands, millions. They're uncountable Roman. It's like a whole new world out there. And that was just like a sector. There are three more sectors in that place, three more worlds. It's fascinating. But what I don't understand is how it's guarded from our view? How is it on earth and no one knows about it?" I asked.
"Magic?" Roman said in question.
"Magic? Magic isn't real Roman... I mean, where is the magic coming from?" I laughed it off.
But he still had a serious look on his face, almost like he was figuring things out.
"The magic of science, Ivy. Science is magic, magic is science. The space between two worlds, alternative universe, dimensions."
"Okay okay okay, slow down there Roman. Dimensions?" I asked, raising a brow in question.
"Yes, don't you see it? It's in every sci-fi movie ever. It's vibration, friction, the mind. Senses... Your mind sees what it wants you to see. When you focus enough energy in your inner mind, apply a bit of vibration and- and- yes... Yes! That's it!"
His brain was really working ahead.
"What? What is it?"
"There was this pill."
"Pill?" I asked, furrowing my brows in confusion.
"Yes, it was mentioned but it was never worked on. It creates that vibration in you, it lightens up your mind and brain cells. You would be able to see the closest dimension to you. Maybe he gave you that pill and... And you are able to cross over. Maybe you had enough, I don't know, vibration? Just- was there anytime he gave you a pill? I don't know, it could have other work in the body or- LT wipe- yes. Yes, it's in the LT wipe."
"What?" I asked. "You need to slow down Roman, I'm not getting a word you're saying."
He exhaled, a smile on his face. "The LT wipe contains a decent amount of the grey pill."
"The grey pill?"
"That was what they called it. It enhances the mind and does whatever it is you want it to do when mixed with the designated substance for different functions." He let out a breath, then continued.
"It should have been in the LT wipe. Or is there any other pill he gave you?"
I stopped to think. My mind immediately went to the day in my room when he gave me that pill. "Uh... Yeah... After I spaced out because of the LT wipe. He gave me a pill, he said something about um... It, calming my, I don't know, mind?"
"That was the pill. If we take it, we're supposed to feel this um... This kinda vibration if we are close to a dimension here on Earth."
"I didn't feel any kind of vibration."
"I know, but you felt something?" He inquired.
I nodded. "Yeah, I felt warm all over and the atmosphere shifted. I felt it."
He smiled. "The Inc isn't here, like here... It's in some other dimension. It's magic science."
"When do we go for the pictures?" I asked, eager to get concrete evidence.
"Not now. We have to get more details before going, we have to be prepared. I'll let you know."
I nodded. "Any news on Nathan Murray?"
"None yet. I'm going to contact my sources today."
"Sources?" I gave a sly smile.
"Yup. I know some guys who specializes in fake IDs and stuff. I can get the word out there for Nathan Murray. I should be able to get somethings out before the end of this week."
"Okay... That's great. Ethan is going to be so glad. He's gonna get mad at first but when he sees the real reason why I'm doing this, he'd thank me."
"That's if he doesn't kill us before then."
I laughed. "He's not like that... Trust me... I live with him. I sorta know him."
"I'll hold on to that."
I smiled.
Grey pill. That's a new one, guess I'd have to do some sneaking today.
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I pulled my curtains to a corner, peeping outside to see if Ethan was still working on his bike. And yeah, he was there.
He was wearing a black tank top with a blue jean trouser as he checked whatever it is he was checking.
I closed the curtains softly, taking in a deep breath.
I needed to find the grey pills he had, and now was the perfect time.
It was eight in the night and I had told him I'd be going to bed really early and when I heard the noise from downstairs, I knew he wasn't in the house.
After school today, I had acted as normal as possible, I didn't want him to figure anything out. I also told him I had an headache and I had taken something to help me feel better.
I peeped through again to find him there.
Now Ivy.
I slowly sneaked out of my room and went straight down the hallway to his room. I pulled open the door slowly, made my way in and shut it noiselessly behind me.
His room was a bit dark due to the light being turned off, I could have just switched it on, but that would only pull his attention straight to the house, he would catch me red handed.
I stood still, looking around, then I walked hastily to his drawers, pulling the first one open. I searched frantically for anything that looked like the pill he gave to me the other day. I found nothing like that, just bunch of random stuff.
I closed it, opened the second one. I found only a brown paper bag. I brought it out, inspecting it carefully, before checking its contents. I found bunch of papers.
With furrowed brows, I checked them out.
Sketches.
The papers were of sketches. Sketches of a girl. A really good artist must have sketched out this girl's face. She had the most brightest eyes, according to the pictures in front of me. Her smile was really wide.
Who is this?
The question rang in my mind immediately.
Whoever she was, she must mean a really big deal to him.
I looked at a few more before snapping out of it, remembering my main mission for coming here.
Picking up the brown paper bag, I was about to put the papers inside when a picture slipped from between the papers in my grip.
I bent, then picked it up.
The picture was the same as the girl from the sketches. Her hair was really dark and her blue eyes were extraordinary.
Why does he have so many pictures of her? Was she like his ex girlfriend?
I was tempted to just take one sketch of her, but I stopped myself. I turned the picture to the other side, to see if there was a name written at the back. And yes, there was.
"Lacy." I whispered. "Who the hell is Lacy?"
I turned the picture, studying her face again before putting it inbetween the sketches, placing them back into the brown paper bag and shoving it back into the drawer.
I closed it and opened the third one. I searched frantically but all I found was some hair brush, shaving cream and some other stuff. I closed it. Raising to my full height as I tucked my hair behind my ears to stop them from getting in my face.
I moved to his bed, raising each pillows. I raised the bed also, the wooden was empty.
I crouched down, checking beneath the bed, but I found nothing.
I stood up again, sighing.
"If I was a robot, and I have a really important pill that can make me cross into several dimensions, where would I hide them?" I asked myself.
I went straight to his bathroom, opened his close in mirror. I didn't find anything, I checked behind the bathtub, nothing.
I walked back into the room, looking around.
Maybe he ran out of grey pill.
I was about to check his table when I heard footsteps.
"Shit." I whispered to myself as the footsteps grew closer.
Where do I hide now? I considered hiding under the bed, but that never seemed to work out in most movies, or does it?
My mind was too shaken to think, so when my eyes found the wardrobe, I rushed into it, shutting it from within as I tried to calm my unsteady heart.
Why was I even hiding?
The door to his room pushed open.
I could have just made up a lie saying I was only looking for him.
My instinct told me to hide and I went with it.
From the peep holes in the wardrobe door, I watched him walk into the room, shutting the door behind him.
He raked his hands through his hair, took off his tank top and dropped his bike keys on the table.
He opened his first drawer, then paused.
I gulped.
He raised his head, then looked around his room.
Slowly he closed the drawer, checking his surroundings again.
Oh God oh God oh God.
Slowly, he walked towards his bathroom, opened the door, peaked in, then closed it again. He turned slowly.
Suddenly, his gaze dropped to the wardrobe. My heart fell straight to my stomach.
Please just go to bed!
Slowly, he made his way to the direction of the wardrobe.
With every step he took, my heart gave an unsteady thump.
When he finally stood in front of the wardrobe, he tilted his head to a corner as his hand moved slowly to grip the door knob-
Riiiiiiinggg
His attention shifted to his phone on the table. He walked away.
I let out a breath of relief.
He picked his phone from the bed, answering it. "Hey Rider, you down yet?" He asked.
Rider?
"Okay, um... I was just about to call it a night. I'll get the keys- yeah... No- okay... I can't come to the shop now- it's late and I can't leave my girlfriend home alone- I'll grab the keys. See you in a bit." He said, while grabbing his jacket and keys.
One more glance around the room, he walked out.
I let out a breath of relief.
When I was sure he was out of the house, I walked out his wardrobe and straight out of his room.
When I was back in the safety of my room, I rushed to my window, pulling the curtain aside to see what he was doing.
He was outside with a guy who now held his keys.
They talked for a bit, before the guy mounted Ethan's bike, and drove off.
What's going on?
He turned around, just when I thought he was going inside the house, he raised his head directly to the direction of my window.
Immediately, I closed the curtains, feeling my heart jump against my chest.
Do robots have sharp earing senses?
I gulped down, making my way under the covers.
I didn't find the grey pill, and I almost got caught. If he had found me, there was no way of stopping myself from telling him that I knew everything.
I'd just ramble and get my brain wiped again.
Next time, I'd try not to get caught.
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