I hope you guys like this chapter. It took a lot longer to write than the former. I hope it is a bit more descriptive than the first chapter. I don't write descriptions well in first person narration. Enjoy!
Nobody's perfect is something I learned from a young age. Along with life is not like a fairy tale. My mom made sure of it. She wanted me to live in her legacy. To own the family business, but I couldn't do that. I kind of rebelled, in my own way, and because of that I was always told that I was worthless. It became worse as I got older. At that time I was sent to an institution because I heard voices that weren't there. They said nothing was wrong with me and it was just stress. Stress was an understatement; when I got back she just put more and more pressure to be the perfect daughter. I finally gave up on the rebellion and tried to be what she wanted, but what she wanted was something I could never be, she wanted me to be her.
"Are you okay Katy, you seem a bit off ever since I opened the door." Cass said while looking concerned. I shook my head. I was fine. Nothing was truly wrong. But I could feel that an answer like that would not fly here. But I can always try.
"I'm okay, I honestly am," I said in the most convincing tone I could manage. I could see that he saw straight through it, but said nothing about it. I guess that it comes from having a secretive roommate that became the most evil person in the spiral. I walked into the room and the door shut behind me, leaving me alone.
The room was literally golden. I mean it, everything was gold colored, including the bed. Well, the only things were not gold were the posters of rock bands and the mirror. The mirror was at the end of the room and wasn't next to anything. The strange thing about the mirror was that it had a cold presence, almost as if it were alive. Which it can't be of course, right?
I moved toward the bed, which was on the side opposite to the mirror. I didn't want to be any closer to that thing than I had to. I didn't have any extra clothing so I had to wear and I truthfully didn't want to open any of golden dresser drawers to find anything. So I laid on the bed trying to sleep, but the rooms golden glow made it difficult. I don't know how anyone could sleep in there.
By five A.M I gave up and started reading a book that was on the nightstand. The book was truly boring and about balance and how to achieve it. That's when something odd occurred. The mirror started to glow and a dark shape came from it. The shape started walking toward me. It was a shade. I panicked; it was just like the creatures I used to see in nightmares. It straightened itself.
"I have a message ShadowSword from Thorn himself," the shade hissed. It started to change in shape. And by the end of it's transfiguration was a white haired, brown eyed boy who looked about 15. He didn't seem a threat, but you never know, so I kept myself towards the door, readying myself to bolt out of there.
"Don't bother Katy. The doors magically locked, plus I don't want to hurt you. Like the shadow said, I'm here to talk and… I'm not what you would consider the 'bad guy.' Only half of him, and I'm asking for help." He said calmly.
"Why are you asking me instead of Cass? Weren't you two close?" I said trying to sound calm, but failing. He shook his head and smiled.
"Cass and I were close, but I don't trust him quite the same way. He might tell someone about this, but you won't. It's not in your nature." He said. "How can you be sure about that." I responded. How could he be?
"Because I know you and you keep secrets. Lots of them." He stated. He was right I do keep a lot of secrets, and tell a lot of lies to keep them. But do I really want to keep this one. "Fine, it's not as if I had much of a choice anyway." I said.
"No, you had a choice, it's like I said, it's in your nature to keep them." He told me while shaking his head. "So what do you need help with?" I asked. "Right to the point of this little chat then. I need you to do something for me. Since I can't do it myself. I need you to kill me. Not today, but when it's time." He said with a hint of sadness. "I don't think I can kill anyone. I'm not a killer." I told him.
"I know you're not a killer, but I also know that you will do anything to preserve your interests. And this is your interest to save the world, to keep others safe. You are a hero, in a way, but also a villain. Just like your a good person and bad. I can see why you are like you are." He said and paused. "I'd better leave, and for FYI Thorn kinda poisoned you so you're going to be sick for a couple days." He disappeared back into the mirror. What the hell?
"Chaos," I whispered to the door. It opened. I walked across the brown tile to the white couch. I laid down and finally got some rest. I could already tell that the next few days were going to be like hell. But what I didn't know was how true that was going to be.