Chapter 18: Inner Thoughts
Why are we here?
For a peace of mind. His eyes never leaving what was in front of him.
I can tell by that large book of yours.
Easy on the sarcasm there. It was bad enough when I saw people do it. No need for this.
Both inside and out, it was quiet. Nice enough for the boy to read on. Those in his better nature, he would have never broken into a place. But, with how things have gone for his life so far. One selfish thing wasn't going to get anyone killed.
Or himself for that matter.
Reading seems to make him forget the pain that burned through his body.
Cody, did you hear that?
I am not falling for that one, again.
No! I mean it.
A thunder strike came at full blast, lighting up the area. Casting shadows that would make children think they were ghosts and goblins.
It's the weather.
Yes, maybe, but the weather is always close to feelings of others. Even you know that. From that night.
In anger, Cody slammed his book closed. In hopes to silence the inner voice of his. And thank to the gods, it did.
"Really . . . Just one time, I like to be alone."
Getting up from his seat, away from the table and moving over to the tall shelves of books. Using the sliding ladder to place the book he was done reading and looked for another. When one didn't match what he wanted, he used his leg too, pushed him to another shelf.
His finger skimmed over the hard cover binds, tracing out the names and authors of the books. Leaving a slight trail through the thin-film of dust. As one arm kept looking for a book, his head relaxed on a level ladder step, with his other hand gripped the bar from falling off.
Soon finding a new book. Taking a chance with the title. Eyes squinting to see what was before him, until the lights started to flash.
"What the . . . " Cody was stopped short, when his book burst into flames. "Ah . . . " Dropping it, the flames didn't even have time to burn his hand. "Hello?"
Showing no fear and started to climb down the ladder. Once to the floor, it awoke an eerie moan.
I know you told me be quiet. But, may I just say this. A short pause was made. Let's get the fuck out of here!
I will take your additive. And started for the nearest exit.
The neon green lights were only a few feet away, but the force of the strongest wind knocked far from where Cody wanted. And it went silence not long after.
"Cody, what are you doing here?"
"Barbara?" Seeing it was who matched the voice. "You shouldn't be here? Come on."
"What? Why?"
"Just trust me, please."
The eerie moan, came back. Meaning another attack was coming.
"Cody?" Her voice sounding with worries.
"Please, Barbara, keep going." They were almost to the door.
"Cody!" She stopped him from moving any further, then turned to face him. "What is going on?"
"I don't know, come on." Passed her and reaching for the handle.
"I think you do."
"No time for crazy talk, let's go!" His arm contacted with hers and pulled her outside. In time when the blast came back.
Breaking the glass, sending everything in its way into a great distance from the building.
Cody, who found himself on the empty streets, his lungs begging for air and fast. Pain inside and out, exalted higher and higher with every move he made. Vivid gore left like rivers from his body. Eyes drawing something to nothing of what were in front of him.
"Barbara . . . " Horsed voice coughed out, as he tried to stand. "Barbara . . . "
"Cody . . . " Her voice made him looked to the large entrance of the library.
Barbara stood there, not a scratch on her. As if the blows never extend to her, when Cody got full eruption of it.
"Barbara, you're . . . "
She only smiled as her dark eyes watch Cody fall back to the ground. Showing no sign of getting up.
Oh no . . .