Chapter 104

We arrive at the little suites of apartments that consists of Aron's house. His house is set in between a roll of similar houses, all finished and nice.

It seems it was almost yesterday that I would be coming here with glee and happiness in my heart. It seems it was only yesterday that i would be coming here with elation at possibly getting the chance to just stay and hang out with him.

Right now I'm walking towards his house with all the fury that my heart can muster up, and I knock as politely as I can, don't want to scare the little boy off now.

Sure enough, it doesn't take in two minutes for him to come answer the door, and he seems, he seems none the less surprised that I am here. He doesn't seem surprised that any of us is here, and as is always the case in this sort of things I realise that I am being lured here.

I go into his apartment with Clay and Scott trailing right behind me, Eras is probably on his way with the little ropes I had told him to buy at a nearby grocery store.

What I had in mind, was tying him up to a chair, and keeping him in the same cellar that he has probably imprisoned my best friend, while we watch movies in his parlour, and then when it's time for us to go home, we release him and will take leave him barely alive.

It seemed like a solid enough plan, but I don't think I will be more or less executing any part of that.

The lack of suprise in Aron's eyes tells me he had expected all of this. He has expected my anger, he has expected my fury, he has expected all the hate that I can muster, and is ready for everything.

I find myself slapping him before I can control the urge, and his face snaps back in surprise. I think this is the first time I have ever raised my hand on anyone, and I think it shocks me as much as it should say.

I've never done something like this in my life, but I think it is the anger that fills me. It is the anger that makes me at this irationally, and I feel impressed that I can actually summon up this sort of anger.

I walk my way into his apartment and I take a seat on my favourite chair.

"Where is she?" I ask, and his eyes relay shock and embarrassment. I had just slapped him in front of two guys like him, and yet he could do nothing about it.

I get my thoughts in order and calm my breathing, it would be wrong to seem weak and unsure of myself in front of him. Aron gazes at me with the intensity of a thousand suns, and I think I actually see a tear slide down his cheek.

That breaks each and every resolve that I have set up in my heart. Sure enough, the single tear trails like that, and I think it is my heart also going sore.

I realise this is the person I had loved for so long, the time I had been down he had been there for me, before I can stiffen my resolve once more, one word comes out of his mouth.

It's enough to make me shocked and unsure of myself at the same time. "I'm sorry"