
" Do we have to check your artificial heart? " I have no other words.
He spoke a thousand languages in front of me. He looked down and seemed to want to cry.
" What do you think?"
Now I am silent. Whatchu think? I don't know I don't know.
" We can try."
Yep. That's all I can say.
The sun is back on the earth. The day went on as usual today. Even so I still feel uncomfortable with yesterday's events that make Eliza really helpless. The meek girl had to face this alone and I couldn't help her. I still think of a plan though. How do I teach that man a lesson? And make a flight to the Netherlands as scheduled tomorrow morning. At least I have 1 day. That is today. It's pretty hard. By teaching the man a lesson, and just meeting the light to talk about something I haven't had time to say. And make sure that Eliza's really okay.
I went into class.
" Steyf... Here's your picket schedule. Your part's taking out the trash and wiping the windows."
Actually quite presumptuous the girl yelled at me who was away from many people. I'm working on everything. At least until the first lesson bell rings. Bu Rena's. My math teacher was coming into class when I was just about to put a bucket and a washcloth into the school shed. Suddenly he called me.
" Steyf... Where you going?" Ask her. All I know is he's a pretty friendly math teacher.
" To the warehouse. " My answer is short.
" Can you ask for help?"
I just looked at him for a long time. He pushed the sheets of paper towards me.
" Please pass this to class 10-3. Actually, today my schedule is teaching grade 10, but because your math teacher is not feeling well and you will soon be trying out, I was given the task to teach you. So please give it to 10th grade, and say it's collected immediately on my desk after the break bell rings."
Who cares what class he wants to teach. I'll just take the stacked papers. I walked to the barn. After that I walked to 10th grade which was quite far away with my class. Come onl. It had to go down the tiring stairs to get to the 1st floor. Why does this school have to be high?
Well. I got to the 1st floor at a slow pace to buy time. I entered that room. Class 10-3. Sure oes. Classes are so crowded. The bell has sounded. Maybe they're happy because Ms. Rena doesn't teach in their class. Who is not happy when the math clock is empty? Despite that. It was no ordinary pleasure. A crowd filled with teasing. I can hear it from a distance. I stepped into the room and went inside.
" Hey! You think Emmi's a pretty girl who loves that many guys want to be with a kid like you?" It seemed like that was what I had heard before I stood in the doorway.
All eyes immediately turned towards me after I entered the crowd. Their looks were shocking. The boy whose body was short (in my opinion) looked at me with a slightly jerky face then smirked.
" Wow! Looks like Aggy's gonna meet the expert."
What does he call an expert? Expert in pondering the past? Yep. That me? What's with that boy exactly? Is he still sane or is he in a trance like a rumor that has just spread?
" Expert?" A girl with... Oi. Just sec. He was convicted of being late to school. And of course what I saw when he became the library's volunteer guard and had a fight with some boys.
" yes. You don't know this guy? He's the son of a murderer, man. "
Uh. Again and again. Those words kept appearing when I appeared in the crowd. Astoundingly. And this makes me a little sick. All eyes were back on me.
" Are you not the perpetrator of Emmi's murder ?" What kind of question is that? After all who Emmi was I actually never saw the look on her face for a second.
" What are you guys doing?" No. gabe. I have to manage my emotions. I don't have to invite much trouble at this school right now. There are a lot of schedules I have to work on. Especially about teaching that guy a lesson.
" To be honest, I'm sick of that Emma-Emmi." I put the paper on the teacher's desk. I looked at the girl. His face is so tangled. I approached him. Wh why? I don't know. No. gabe. It was bully. From what I heard, the boy cornered her. After all, she looked like a real quiet girl. I can't stand to curse either.
" Bully case again? Bare, boring. "
" Who are you?" The boy asked me. I don't want to answer. Later also know. Who does not know me? Exile son of Marcues. Well. Everybody knows. I left the class without saying a word. I have a lot of work to do and finish as soon as I can. Eliza is waiting for me at home and this is a very important condition.
" The murderer! Hahahha.." she could have said that while laughing. Of course it made me look. Still strong on me. I am not a murderer.
I approached them. One of the children I knew as the first boy of the school bullies, I giggled and I lay his body in one hand. I feel like I want to vent my emotions right now. Especially in addition to my problems with Sinar. It would be something amazing if I killed him among the crowd.
" That's a math assignment, collected at Rena's desk today."
I stepped out, and returned to my endless reverie. I walked out through the doorway leaving the boy lying in pain in front of the cracked wall. On the floor covered in his nosebleed blood. I don't give a shit. At least if you don't want to stop ransacking my emotions.
All of my thoughts ended when I actually went home and saw him again. A silly man with his body full of bandages. And Sinar, that disgusting woman. Eliza. No. gabe. He was just lying on the floor with his weakened body. He only cried silently with his body trampled. Idiotically. Why isn't he fighting?
I immediately ran towards them while reaching for the cutter in my school pants pocket. I threw it into the man's head. Then the blood rolled with its swiftness. It was like rain falling from a very dark cloud. Puddly red. And Sinar looked at me and his girlfriend with surprise and fear?
" What do you think? You still dare to come to my house when I threaten your dark boyfriend with all the wounds on his body. "
He looked at me slowly and just fell silent. He pointed at me with the knife he took from the table behind him. Since when was there a knife there?
" distant. I'll kill you this time. Just like I killed my parents and brother that night. Getaway! I warned you."
" You killed your parents and brother after the incident at the restaurant?"
He looked at me like he wished I was afraid and bowed to him. It really isn't.
" And you're proud of her?" My question made him flinch.
" I understand how you feel. You're proud to kill them. Both your parents and your brother. Because I'm proud of you too. I killed everyone who told me. I killed the city's son of corruption that time. I also killed the sons of the officials who described me as the son of a murderer and spread slander everywhere. You know me? Son of a murderous scientist. Edward Marcues's. You can't possibly not know. "
What does he know about her? She's just an innocent girl who never keeps up with the world.
" Even with just one stab in the chest, you'll die. Then why are you so arrogant? "
I threw the knife at him. No. gabe. Eliza squeezed my leg.
" Don't do it, Steyf. You can't do it."
What does this girl mean?
" Don't act stupid Eliza. He even trampled on your body mercilessly. Wounded you with a knife. You want to let him go without taking any of the consequences of his actions?"
The girl was just crying. Uh. He was just wasting my time for free. I turned back to the light. Uh. I lost her. He had already fled to save himself before receiving an attack from me. I too was going to run after him. But Eliza still continued her foolish actions. He held my leg which eventually caused me to fall.
" enough! I beg you, Steyf. Just let him go."
" What do you mean, right? Does your brain hurt as much as your heart? Basic useless."
What did I just say? I accidentally cursed him. It's really out of my control. He just looked at me crying. What did I just say? I really hurt him.
" Sorry. Excuse me. I didn't mean it that way. Sorry."
I crouched down to reach for her fallen tears. What am I supposed to do? He was crying and I couldn't calm him down. How do I say this is a misunderstanding? I grabbed that little body. All I did was hug her. Until he stops crying and leaves only a snarl.