Hey guys! How's it been? I've been busy and just trying to avoid this for a while since I couldn't think of anything. So I took a break, and the ironic twist is that I started to rewrite this when I have little to no free time, so yes I'm a little tired. Anyway, enough about me and on with the good stuff.
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Today's the day. Jay's heart kept leaping out of her throat when the seconds crawl closer to the agreed time. For the whole morning, she's been jumping at every little surprise out there. The slight movement of the curtain, the small creaks going through the walls, and every common noise possible made her pale. Red even noticed her nervousness, but she waved it off with a half smile saying that it happens sometimes.
Jay wasn't sure whether he bought it or not, but her mind's already occupied with something even bigger. Something that might as well change the rest of her life.
Checking her watch for the millionth time today, she makes it to the said meeting place and sits at the bench as instructed. As she waits, she looks around at the peaceful scenery in front of her and feels jealous of the others' normal lives. To be able to walk around without a noose around one's neck was something she's not even allowed to dream of.
Looking to the sky, she prayed to whatever god up there for this meeting to be her chance. "I just need one chance." She whispered to anyone listening with her eyes closed.
"And a chance I'm giving you."
Jason gets up at around noon to find that he was alone. Sometimes he'd wake up this late and Jay would be there just finishing cooking the food. However, there wasn't any noise, save for the usual city tune, and that got him bolting out of his bed. Stepping out of his room, he scans around to see everything was still intact and nothing out of place. It didn't take long for him to spot the only difference in the room, a bright yellow note stuck on the fridge.
Relaxing a little, Jason heads towards to see the note holding a familiar handwriting. 'Going out for a bit. If you're hungry, there's some food ready for you in here. Make sure to clean up after. Jay' was all the note said, but it was enough for him to know that she was fine.
He takes the food out and puts it in the microwave. While leaning on the counter as he waits, he lets his mind wander to past the time. Without his consent, his mind plays an image from a few nights ago. The image of Jay in a fettle position comes here and there from time to time, and it hurts him to see someone who normally has a strong aura to show a vulnerable state. Before the timer rang, he makes a decision that he was going to do something. And there's only one way to do it.
"And a chance I'm giving you." A strong, confident voice responded to her plea. Jay's eyes fly open, not expecting to get an answer from anyone. And a response that sounds right beside her. She turns to the direction the voice came from and is shocked to see it belong to a girl who seems to have no self esteem at all. The most shocking thing is that a normal person wouldn't have gotten closer to her without her feeling their presence. Even when relaxed, she would have at least heard something.
Looking around to see if she was mistaken, the girl sitting beside her is looking her straight in the eye, hiding a strong will. If one didn't look this girl in the eye, they would have mistaken her for another emo kid. Half of this girl's face is covered by her bangs and she's dressed completely in black while also having headphones hang around her neck. "Um, can I help you?" Jay asked, still uncertain whether this girl was talking to her as a joke or not.
The girl in black rolls her eyes like this happened every time this girl talked. "It's not what you can do for me, it's what I can do for you. You need my help, and it's not the other way around." Jay looks at the girl with an even more confused look on her face, and the girl in black rolls her eyes again. "Just give it a minute." The girl sighs out while placing an elbow on her knee and become the Thinking Man statue while keeping eye contract with Jay.
Jay replayed what happened in that minute and she finally came to the meaning of this strange event. "You're Aria, aren't you." The words crawled out slowly and a sly smile paints itself on the other's face. That was all the response Jay needed to know that she was correct. Eyes wide, Jay almost toppled over at the news. "There's no way. You look so different."
Aria shrugs her shoulders and stands up. "It's a trick I learned since I was young. It comes in handy when you're in my shoes." Aria puts her hands in her sweater's pockets and turns to the opposite direction, losing her high class posture. "Now we go somewhere else to talk." Still a little awestruck, Jay follows the prodigy down the park's path and gets lost in her own thoughts.
It's been a while since they last saw each other in person, and she couldn't help but compare Aria to herself. They both had shoulder length black hair and it seems that she's taller than the heiress by a good few inches. Aria also looked different now than when they met in the hotel room. Right now she looks like a regular kid on the street, while before she had on the greatest brands that any girl would die for. However, there's one thing that didn't change and that was her eyes. They were the same midnight color, a time where anything could happen and no one would ever know. They're still unreadable and every step they took farther away from the park bench does her willingness to follow falls.
"I suggest you don't run away." Came Aria's voice, clearing Jay's thoughts away in a second. Aria stops walking and faces Jay who looks at the woman standing a little ways in front of her and the look on the heiress' face killed any doubt she had in following the former assassin. Aria sees the transition in thoughts and continues to walk to whatever their destination was. Finally able to register their surroundings, Jay notices that they left the park and are now walking beside the busy streets of Gotham city.
Aria easily weaves between the people walking in a hundred different directions while Jay, though she hates to admit it, is having trouble going through the crowd of people. She almost lost track of Aria, but she would find her in the last second and hurry to the direction she last saw her. Happily for Jay, they finally turn to a quiet street with few people on the sidewalks and start to go through different alleyways. They walk through the slums for a few more minutes before Aria stops in front of a door and opens it for Jay. "Here we are. This is a safe place to talk." Jay looks up to see a sign for a vietnamese noodle house. It wasn't until she saw the neon noodles does her stomach finally roar from her skipping breakfast in fear of upchucking. "And don't worry, I'll be paying." Aria smiles as she waits for Jay to go in. Jay walks in and her nose is soon invaded by the smells from the kitchen.
They soon get a table and order their food. An air of silence surrounds the two and the silence slowly kills Jay, while her questions beat into her skull as every second pass. Aria looks at Jay with a kind smile on her face, "Ok, now that everything is settled. Time to get down to the problem."
Jason stands in front of the iron gates again. The only difference now is that he feels more confident than yesterday. Knowing fully well that he can't just waltz right in, he scans the lot to see if he could spot any changes to the security. To his luck, there seems to be none and starts to head to a less public area.
The only quiet shaded area in the sunny busy street was not far from his previous location, and Jason quickly checks his surroundings for any curious eyes before scaling the wall to the land beyond. Landing softly like a cat, he takes careful steps to avoid alarming the owner and heads to the front door. Usually that would be the last choice, but this is a different matter all together.
The moment he stands in front of the door, is the moment he gets cold feet. However, he's determined to help, and a little fear wouldn't stop him. Swallowing down the knot and taking in a breath for good luck, jason brings his hand to the heavy knocker (thought it'll be cooler than a doorbell) and waits for a response.
A few minutes past and he turns to leave, only for the door to open. At hearing the door open, Jason turns his head to face the man who answered the door. "Jason?"
Ya, it's kind of short but I've been pressed for time and just want to move on from the going around in circles bit. And thanks for reading through what came out from my sleep deprived mind. Reviews are nice and you could even say what a bad writer I am, it'll help me to improve so go do it! Hit the review button! I like to know how you guys think about it so far, you could even try to guess what happens next on this all too predictable plot! Have a great day!
