CHAPTER 14

I FLOPPED down on the table as soon as I arrived at the cafeteria. I ignored the two witches who had stopped talking and were looking at each other with their eyebrows furrowed. I took Em's food and immediately ate it.

"What's bothering you, girl?" Em immediately asked, her forehead still furrowed.

"Yes, your face is delicious," Vicente interjected and pointed to my face. They just stared at me and waited for an answer. I just looked at them with pity, taking a bite of the food, I sighed. "Nothing" was my only answer.

"What 'nothing' are you!? Look at your face! It's like heaven and earth are wrapped around you." Em. Tss snarled at me.

It's been a few days since that incident with Drexel happened, but what's surprising to me is that Mom and Dad seem to be doing nothing. I don't want to be scolded by them, but it's just really strange.

Once I tried to enter their room hoping to find something, but suddenly Dad came and caught me rummaging through a drawer for some stupid reason.

"Ah, dad, I was just looking for a comb because I lost my comb so I wanted to borrow one from mommy he-he-he." He put his hand on my head. Dad raised one eyebrow as if in doubt.

"Okay, you know that all of your mom's things are always kept in the walk-in closet, why are you looking for them on the bedside table?" he said, still with a hint of surprise in his voice.

"I said so." I immediately went in as Dad said and took my alibi and immediately came out of the walk-in closet and Dad was still there where he was standing at the door of the room. While leaving the room I still couldn't help but stare at Dad I just smiled at him and immediately closed the door and ran into my room which was right next to Dad's room and closed it.

"Woooh! That was close, good thing I was smart enough to sneak in." I whispered to myself.

I only now realize that my excuse is useless. Just one day I started on my mission to find information about what they are hiding from me. Because I am itching to know what they are hiding, 'curiosity kills the cat' you know.

I guess I won't lose anything if I follow my human curiosity, right?

I snapped out of it when Vicente suddenly shook me. I immediately removed his hand from my shoulder.

"What's up?" Vicente asked me.

"Nothing," I simply replied because I didn't want our conversation to drag on.

"It's so stingy to share." he simply said. And returned to his conversation with Em.

Someone POV

After my class today, I immediately headed to the place where Black and I earn money, the person who has taken care of me since my family was killed 11 years ago. I hate the person who killed my family, and right in front of me.

Black. No one knows his true identity. He is only known as black. He is such a mysterious person that none of us know who he really is.

Sometimes I doubted him and searched for information about who he really was, but it was too difficult to find information about him so I voluntarily stopped.

I am now walking down the hallway whose only boundary is a door, the place is dark, only the lamps on the wall provide light in this place. I owe him. So I will do everything even if it means sacrificing my life for him, I will do it.

When I arrived, I knocked three times and entered the big old door, as if it were from an old movie. I found myself talking to someone, and on their faces it was a very serious matter.

"Good," that was all that was heard when the two of them talked.

They looked at my behavior, then immediately looked at the behavior of the woman Black was talking to. Beatrix Amella McKlien, or known as Lala, the reaper of the Black Mafia. She just smiled at me and left.

When I heard the door close, Black immediately spoke before me.

"How's your mission?" he asked. He stood up and grabbed a whiskey from the nearby table. I just followed him with a look.

"It's still the same, black." I politely replied.

He nodded while drinking his whiskey. "Hmmm, so, how are you, shadow?" He diverted the conversation and sat down with his hands on his hips and stared at me with a gentle smile.

"Good as shit, black." There was no emotion in his response to this and the irritation in his voice was not noticeable. He knew everything about me, he always had one of his men follow me, I'm not stupid enough to not notice that.

I heard him silly laugh. It irritates him like that.

"So how was Jackie, by the way," he asked, diverting his question earlier, as soon as I heard that name, the expression on my face suddenly changed from irritation before to hatred now. I just tolerated him being with me, being an innocent in his eyes, but deep down, I wanted to take his life.

"As always, she's a f*ckt*ard sh*t" I said reluctantly. "And they're already moving," I added.

"Watch your language, honey," he warned seriously and glared at me.

"Sorry" I sincerely apologize.

He just nodded in response. And he stood up. Suddenly someone entered. Daemon Ash. Known as shade. His right hand. His face was serious as he approached Black.

"Sir Black," he said as he approached and bowed in respect. "The car is ready."

"Okay." Black looked at my behavior "I'm leaving, I have something to take care of, don't divert your attention from Jakie, always remember that." He reminded me and left with Shade. Shade looked at my behavior first and nodded and followed Black.

I just stood in that room for a few minutes, never taking my eyes off the door they had left behind, leaving many questions running through my mind.

What is it about Jackie that makes you so interested in him?

Jackie's POV

"Mom, what's that?" I asked as soon as I got home. I found her holding a paper on the sofa, stunned and shocked by that thing.

"Oh, It's nothing, honey." he said but the worry still wouldn't go away from his face? I just stared at him for a few seconds. Not speaking. My gaze was only interrupted by mom when dad arrived. Mom followed him and were talking seriously to each other in the garden.

I saw Dad nodding and I turned my gaze to where mommy had been staring earlier, a black piece of paper in an envelope that she had now left open. I took it out and took it out from inside. My forehead furrowed as I read it. It was the same as the letter I got from that weirdo of Naruto's race.

She's mine. Only.

What do they need?