Paul got out of the taxi just a few meters from his apartment. The streets felt empty around him, and once the taxi had vanished, darkness enveloped the world. He tried to glance up, but the stars were hard to see, perhaps due to pollution. The half-moon seemed to follow him wherever he went, keeping a watchful eye.
Slowly, the streetlights flickered on, one by one, as he walked past them. Yet, his mind was foggy. The moment he left Drayden Street, thoughts swarmed his mind about today and what he'll do tomorrow.
" Is that was just a coincidence ? Cops raiding that place, no.... was that cops really there ? but that man voice loud enough to confirm that he was telling us he could've been just ran of too,( slightly exhaling) whatever the case might be, Roxy and those three others probably gonna think ,it's because of me, just think about it yourself, I just went there, my first time, didn't wasted much time with them, and just as I about brought the stuff... cops.. uncles came, all of this directed towards me, Or is it?"
" Maybe it is was just a coincidence , maybe those cops are just petroling the area that's all, and that keeper mistook it, see I don't have any problem if I get caught by cops because of this, but I've to answer others, you know which others am talking about right?"
" I can only pray to ##### that Roxy is kind enough or dumb enough, that he don't doubt me much, I'm just normal student after all, and if he probably think I left in a hurry because I was afraid, then maybe... I can go tomorrow again to check , if I didn't and go after tomorrow then they probably gonna doubt me, or maybe... they'll think I'm scared... "
" Should I go tomorrow ? Ot not , Whd you think, I can easily find another group like this, isn't a issue."
He finally took the elevator to the fourth floor and walked toward his room #404. The hallway was brightly lit with white lights. As he slowly approached his room, his right hand reached into his Jean's back pocket and took out the key and inserted it into the door lock. Turning the key slowly, he glanced to his right at the door to the next room. With a quiet 'cachuk', the door unlocked. He pulled the key out of the keyhole and pressed down on the door handle, pushing it gently open.
He walked in slowly, closing the door behind him. He thought about taking a quick shower before dinner. As he crossed the dark hall, suddenly something ------------
He picked up his pace, nearly running into his bedroom, which was just as dark. He rushed to the wardrobe on the right side of the bedroom door. He flung it open, and a loud thud echoed; his mind turned blank as he felt something calling to him faintly.
He tried to ignore the voices, quickly pulling clothes from the wardrobe, searching frantically. In the next moment, he grabbed a small glass bottle filled with white tablets. He rushed to open it as he turned towards the bed. Once it was open, he quickly took a few tablets in his left hand and swallowed them without counting how many he took.
After swallowing, he exhaled lightly, feeling an unfamiliar relief wash over him. He stepped forward, but everything turned blank. The mysterious voice calling him faded more and more until he collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep.
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Next day :-
Following day Paul woke -up, slightly pressing his temple with his right hand, his head felt little foggy, he also noticed that he is still wearing his hoddie , jeans and shoes from last night, he sat down slowly , and saw diffused clothes in the floor front of wardrobe, and wardrobe is opened wide, he got up from bed and his touched something, he grabbed and lift it up and saw it is some small glass bottle, around the same size as his fist.
Next he picked-up the clothes laying on the floor and the bottle and placed it inside the wardrobe, grabbed the white towel and exiting the bedroom and went towards bathroom to his left, sun is already up and brighting up the hall room, he opened the bathroom, all white and floor covered with white tiles.
He took a long and relaxed shower clearing his head and mind, and went out the towel rapped around his waist, his hair all wet he walked inside the kitchen and leaving all the dirty clothes inside, kitchen room is just to his left , in the corner of hall room , besides the kitchen room is dining table, he walked inside and opened the fridge , but there's nothing left inside besides water bottle, which also seems almost empty.
" Guess I'll have to pick -up some groceries on the way... no.. maybe I should call Simon to deliver it " He thought for second " prolly not.. maybe I should try calling Sara? Nah... Better not.. Yeh Julian but.. if he isn't in a hospital again."
And thinking about this he entered the bedroom , and checked the phone which was laying on the bed, it's almost 8 AM, he checked the battery too, and thought it's enough, and turned back towards wardrobe, took out his school uniform, and wore it, and looked himself in the wardrobe's full-body.
He stood almost taller then average , his face calm , looking at himself he couldn't even read the thoughts of person in front him , he felt that the figure standing in front him inside mirror was someone else, he has smooth pale skin contrast with his dark, slightly messy hair which still had few droplets of water, falling just above his sharp, well - defined eyebrows.
His deep - set eyes, calm and observant, which reading his every thoughts, even if he tried looking sideways it follows him. A straight nose and thin lips, usually set in natural line, not giving any expressions, he tried to opened his lips, but it didn't moved, his posture is of a relax, after shifting to this place he hadn't done any work outs, but his body still holding out just fine, he looks thinner compared to most, not in a slander side , and finally which keeps bugging him, when he matched the eyes with the figure in front him .
He felt some unusual air or aura , he looked composed but also detached from reality, the figure in front him also near but also very far away that he couldn't reach in his whole life time, the distance between them keep increasing, slowly but consistently, like he was standing on endless abyss and keep sinking deeper and deeper and de....
He quickly turned his gaze and said faintly -
" That's not me "
Vanishing all thought aside from his mind pool.
He turned towards the bed , picked -up his smartphone, and walked out of the bedroom, his black bag - back laying on sofa, he picked it up, slanged back in his right shoulder, walking towards the door, wore his socks and black school shoes, and stood up , as he felt like everything is done, he pushed opened the door gently, and locked the door behind, taking the elevator , crossing the small branda and passing the black metal gate, he turned left walking towards the jail, like his daily routine even without committing any crimes.
As he walked in side of the streets, under a bright sun for a few minutes, he felt little hot, thought that if he hadn't wear his blazer, he tooked out phone from his pocket and called Julian.
After three rings Julian answered with -
" Sup! " his voice lively and energetic as always Paul thought.
" Are you busy with something today? " Paul asked.
" Yeh.. kind of , wts tha matter? " Julian
asked his tone sounded little curious.
Paul expecting this answer form Julian said little awkwardly - " Can you deliver some groceries to my place, I'm all out, you know...I ain't good with this typ of stuff. "
Julian didn't replied right away probably thinking of something -
" Sorry man, I can't.. I've been asked by Simon to keep watch on some dude and heading out there... " he waited few seconds for Paul to say something but paul didn't replied so he continued - " Why not ask Sara ?.. She'll probably be free today. " Julian suggest.
" I thought you asking for some info or something. "
" Yeah, I'll try calling her " Though he wasn't do it " and don't tell Simon about this... Oky "
"Yeh.. " Julian replied and Paul ended the call and thought that maybe it's okay to pick up some groceries on the way home after school, because he had nothing much to anyway , since he already have one job " To monitor some girl ".
Suddenly his mind clicked while looking sideways , a small coffee shop , he had remember Sara buying coffee from this shop, he walked up to coffee shop and ordered large cold coffee, the man inside around late 30's wearing all black dress , half covered with white colored apron , nodded his head, and filled the large plastic cup with cold coffee, put the white straw in it and closed it , and set it down in front of Paul.
Paul scanned the QR code and paid for the coffee , and grabbed the cup while putting back his phone in pocket and in his usual pace, he walked towards his destiny, while sipping cold coffee.