A question in a shooting range

After that mission, Rex and Vien have been ignoring me, and I definitely know why.

A huge part of me is convincing myself that it is a good thing since I won't be dealing with other people anymore.

It is not my first time losing someone because they disagree with my opinion or ways to deal with things. I've tried to live a normal life before, in my 18, but they are always ridiculed by what I am, what I've gone through, and what I wanted them to see shallowly. They'd always fail to understand me better, to take a couple more steps so they can see through me behind my walls— so I decided to stop connecting with others anymore.

And I guess I have to live up that way for the next years of my life.

I opened my door to inhale fresh air, and found them, unexpectedly outside Vien's room.

Deither, Vien, and Rex are there, talking about something. In sync, they looked into each other's eyes. I am guessing that they are not supposed to walk away but they did as soon as I appeared. I watched Vien and Rex turn their backs and walk away, probably anywhere where they won't see or interact with me.

My gaze remained at Deither, who is still sitting at the edge of the building, no clear plans to move away. Not looking at me.

Isn't he supposed to leave too?

I leaned on the edge far from him, to watch the busy people below us. I woke up late and it is already afternoon when I decided to leave my room.

The sun seems to have its long season again, not yet planning to hide despite the time now. I've spent my time, watching people move and go, because what else could I do but to watch the world alone?

I've seen Rex, Vien, and their added companies below, walking to get inside the cafeteria. Doing their usual stuff.

"Not eating?" Deither unexpectedly opened his mouth for a question.

I didn't turn to him, instead, I lifted my eyes to the third floor, where that scandalous girl who challenged me is. Her eyes met mine just after she glared at Deither, whose back is turned to her. A glint of emotion passed her eyes before she even met my gaze.

I once tapped a finger on the edge.

She is now glaring at me, to which I responded with a colder void expression.

She tends to give off too much reaction, making people learn about her obvious emotions.

"Diet," I excused, although it's been 4 days since I've stopped eating in here, after that mission.

And him, having a conversation with me right now is still unusual. I see him as a silent and reserved man. Within the days I've been here, he is always alone. Doing his activities when almost everyone is asleep. I am aware of that because I couldn't also sleep properly in this place. He also isolates himself and I've never seen him be together with other people except with Rex and Vien, and that glaring woman on the third floor, which also happens rarely. He hardly talks much.

We spent another minutes of silence, focusing on different things, our backs are turned to different scenarios. In front of me, is the view of the building. He is facing my open room.

Until he suddenly went down where he was after a while. Probably to leave now too. I leaned on the edge more.

"Sometimes you should also consider an explanation for something, by that they can also understand. People, if neglected with truths can end up doing something unnecessary, " he uttered before he walked and disappeared to I don't know where.

I stayed where I am, with his words lingering in my mind. I remained in my position and waited for the sunset to happen.

-

After a long sleep again, I woke up and it is already the other day. It is two in the morning and I am now heading to the shooting range since I cannot sleep anymore.

I needed to walk out of the dormitory to reach it since it is in a different location. I can use my motorcycle to head in there fast, but today I decided to just walk.

There are so many things on my mind and I think a good walk alone can accommodate them.

I reached it and another impressive facility is laid in front of my eyes. There is an available shooting station outside, and there is also this large building, endorsing a shedded shooting station.

Now, I know where that man's wealth is going to.

I entered the building. I turned the lights on and I am again impressed on how it is structured. Lke the gym, it is decorated with high-quality equipment and materials.

And there is no single person here. I walked until the middle of it and sat on its floor for a while, inspecting the place. He definitely wants everything under his lead to be perfect and extravagant.

I stood up and walked on where I'll be shooting, the firing point. I opened my bag and pulled out the different guns I brought. I laid them flat on the table in front of me. I guess I can try and practice all of these here. It's been months since German and I practiced. I might turn rusty.

I grabbed the first one and aimed at the target. I shot and it is very near the main target.

A 9.9?

But I don't want that. I needed to target the center, not just an almost.

I pulled and pulled the trigger until I am fully satisfied with my continuous successful shooting. I clicked the button beside me to remove the already shooted stationary target. And clicked another button again to practice on little targets.

I grabbed the next gun, a revolver, and aimed at the target. I shot them all successfully again. I clicked another button. Now it's time to shoot moving targets. I cooly grabbed my AK47 riffle, calculated my targets' movements and adjusted my position.

However, in the middle of my consecutive shootings, all the other targets got shot... but not by my bullets.

Someone is here. I held the gun tighter before turning around.

Rex entered without a gun, while Vien feels extra proud endorsing hers.

"I thought there are too many gunshots coming from here. I woke up hearing it, so I went here with a toy and saw someone..." her eyes rolled on my body judgingly. " who uttered something wrong about the mafia and the people in it,"

I placed my gun on the table to faced them fully. I thought they are not very fond of seeing me, so why are they here now?

Ah, must be because they are the loyal people of the mafia, and they are so into maintaining the order of things in their territory. And I am here, doing all the things I think of doing, out of order.

I waited for her to talk more but she didn't add more so I guess it's my turn.

"By now, I know you know why I did that."

I caught how her irritated disposition change upon hearing that.

"And yes, I've used your temper to kill her. Both of you witnessed it. It is very very effective," I declared to confirm their thoughts, emphasizing how I used her temper as a tool for it.

"But you should have talked or signaled us before moving on your own! We were a team!" she reasoned out, now livid at something.

I glanced at the man beside her. He is just watching me. Now, where is that playful attitude of him? He has also transformed into a serious one?

What a waste.

"I've spent years of moving alone, so why do I need to change that now?"

"I could have killed you!" she hastily yelled.

It made me pause, especially when I realized something in her voice.

Of course, I would be killed if I didn't dodge it at the right time. That's how guns and bullets work.

She's been out killing people for years too. I am very sure of that because I've repeatedly witnessed her killings, and she is always with an extensive smile on her lips. So what change would it bring if she could have killed me? She can just go on in her life, and not dwell on it this way.

Now I do not know what she is angry about.

Is it because I betrayed them? Or is it because I am too independent again, that I fail to consult them about my plan, which could possibly bring me death?

It is a usual scene. I am just another self-proclaimed traitor. Just another futile life staked on a bullet. Why would that take a toll on her?

Did someone just announce that my death is a disturbing thing too?

I restrained my eyes to peek, even a little, into her eyes because I am in fear of visiting unreasonable emotions.

"My life isn't precious just so you know," I finally said before turning back.

I am settling all my guns back in the bag when Rex threw me a question that I never wanted to answer. I am already rocked by Vien's words earlier, now that question added fuel to it.

"Why are you so scared of letting people in in your life?" his voice is too inquisitive that it made me startled.

I moved fast to closed my bag as soon as I settled everything in to hide a visible startle.

"You can ask your boss for that," I ended. I walked casually to the other entrance, to remove myself out of them, their questions, and the effect that question brought me again.