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The Very Next Day

"Yes mama………. Yes mama………..Yes mama…… Yes, I got some clean clothes…….. Yes mama……… yes mama…… look, mama if ya keep tahlkin' t'a meh on the phone ah'll never get out, they'll have changed their minds……. Ok mama…… see ya soon……bub bye"

I put down the phone and smiled. This was to be the last time I ever use that phone. I walked outside into the sunlight and looked at the walls that had kept me in for so long. Well, it was only a year and half. Compared to some guys that's only a tenth of what they're doing, but it was a lot to me. The walls seemed less intimidating some how as I looked on them now. It was almost as if these walls didn't keep the public safe from me. They kept me safe from the public. Suddenly I was scared. What would happen when I got out? All I was to the people out there was an ex-convict. Would they hold it against me? I had always dreamed about leaving, Id thought it would be amazing, but now, I was scared.

But as soon as I saw Remy leaning against that foreboding wall, basking in the sunshine, I knew I'd be fine. And there sitting beside him, in my spot, was his old friend Jake. What a pair they made. Ever since Jake had arrived the two of them had been nothing but comedians. Making everyone nearby burst into tears of laughter. At dinner Jake had told me all the adventures him and Remy had shared in the past. From what Jake told me, it sounded like the quite man I knew was actually quite a charmer. When I looked ay him now though, all I saw was a tortured soul.
I walked towards them grinning and said, "Trainin ma replacement already Remy."

"Yo' kiddin' Alex. Nobody could be as annoyin' as yo'." I watched as a smile played across his lips.

"I rather resent that remark. I can be extremely annoying." Said Jake huffily. I sat down beside them.

"So when yo' leavin' kid?"

"An hour, still gotta say gidbye t'a Bruce and Peter, but ah thought ah'd come see ya first."

"Oh I'm honoured kid. Jake?"

"yeah."

"Scram."

"but-"

"I said Scram."

"Ok, Ok, I'm going. Nice meeting you Alex. Maybe I'll call on you when I get out."

"SCRAM"

"I'M GOING! Mr Bossy boots." Said Jake sticking his tongue out at Remy, and walking away.

"Don' get me wrong kid. Jakes ma friend, but I be t'inkin' I should jus talk t'yo' alone."

"Course. So."

"So."

"Ya gonna tell meh"

"Tell yo' what?" He said looking shocked.

"Well….the thang ya were gonna tell meh."

"Oh right. Oui. Look Alex. I been meanin' t'tell yo' dis fer a while now. It's jus, well. Yo' see. I um. I am…………" He just stared at me. Not finishing his sentence. I looked into those dark brown eyes. I saw those brown eyes everyday when I looked in my own mirror. They were exactly the same, but every mutant with the standard chip all had those brown eyes. He wanted to tell me something. I could tell, the way he shifted nervously. But he didn't say a thing. Well, I was never the quite type. "Yer what?"

"I am, I am……………………………… Really gonna miss yer company Kid." He finally said looking away from me.

Then it hit me. Id probably never see this man again. Never hear his advice. Never sit beside him again. I was going to miss him too.

"Well, don ya worry bout a thang Remy, Ah be coming back t'a this here shit hole an' getting ya out. Ah promised an' I still hold t'a it. An' when ah get ya outta here, ya can come live wit ma mama and meh. Ok."

"Was dat a question or a statement kid?"

"Statement, naturally." He laughed, his eyes shinning in that peculiar way they always did,

"Alright kid, whatever yo' say. Yo' better be sayin' bye t'Bruce an'Peter."

"Yeah. Well." I stood up, as did he, I held my hand out for him to shake it, "It's been real nice neetin' ya Remy."

He looked up and down the empty courtyard and then pulled me into a hug, "Take care o'yo'self kid."

"Ah will Remy, don worry." He quickly let go of me and smiled, "One last piece of advice kid."

"yes?" I said eagerly.

"Dental hygiene. It's important." I laughed as he sat back down against the wall and closing his eyes, "Now Scram kid."

"bye Remy." I walked back into the stony building that had been my home for the past year and a half.

And there, waiting at what I liked to call "The final curtain" was Peter and Bruce. And of course the ten guards making sure that the two of them didn't try and escape. Peter walked up to me and said, "So your bailing on us Alex? Well that's just too bad. I was gonna get you a leaving present but due to the lack of a gift shop in here, I couldn't."

"Oh well. Ya can get meh a 'got-ya-out-o-prison-present when ah get ya out."

He laughed and said, "Yeah, whatever. You watch your back out there Alex. Alright. Its more dangerous out there than it is in here. Oh and buy the way. Did you never think I'd notice?"

"Notice what?"

"Well, the fact that you're a mutant."

"Well, I tried." We laughed again and shook hands, " say hi to your mom for me."

"Alright." I turned round to look at Bruce, who stared blankly back, "Bye Bruce."

I was preparing myself for the long wait before he said anything when he said, "It has been nice knowing you Alex. And I hope your law degree works out. I don't really want to stay here any longer."

He smiled at my shocked face. I turned round to look at Peter who was also smiling, "You knew?"

"Course I knew. Bruce here is anything but slow. In fact he's probably the most intelligent mutant I know. He was a doctor before he ended up here. Just cause he's a mutant."

"Yes I rather think it wasn't fair. What's that saying Peter? Oh no wait, I remember, 'Lawyer fucked me.'"

This was too much. "but, but why do you act slow then."

"It works as a defence mechanism. I act slow. People think I'm stupid, but because of my size I am also dubbed dangerous. And of course my mutant persona helps too. So I'm a big, dumb mutant. Altogether, people generally leave me alone."

"And since I hang out with him. They leave me alone too. Got it?" asked Peter.

"Ma head hurts but ah reckon ah'll figure it out. Well. It's been great known ya'll. An' don worry. Ah'll come back fer ya'll."

"Bye Alex." they both said in unison as I walked towards the final curtain.

As I walked through the door one of the guards removed the chip in the back of my neck. It was painful, but worth it. I looked in the mirror only to see those demon eyes I had been born with. Most people were afraid of them, but I thought they were fantastic. The guard then gave me some clean clothes to get changed into. The material felt weird against my skin. I was used to the ruff cotton of the prison clothes. And then It was time.

As I walked out the door the light hit me so hard I had to close my eyes for several minutes. When I was finally able to open them again, I looked at my surroundings. No more grey, no more walls. I was free. I smelled the fresh air. Freedom. I looked straight ahead of me, and there standing beside her old car was my mother. She was wearing her best dress and her hair was all done up. She smiled at me and opened out her arms. I ran into them. She held me to her tight and kept stroking my hair and saying things like, "Ma little boy, yer back, oh, don ya ever do tha' again d'ya hear meh."

"Ah missed ya mama."

"Ah missed ya t'a sugah." We stayed like that for a while. Just holding each other, me breathing the fresh air. And then she shocked me by saying, "Did ya say goodbye t'a Remy?"

"Yes ah did an- wait. I nevah told ya his name was Remy!"

"Ah know."

I looked her straight in her green eyes, "How d'ya know his name was Remy?"

"Cause ah know him."

"What?"

"'fore he went in, ah knew him. Ah knew him very well. He was an X-man."

"What?!"

"uh huh. An he, he was ma, ma fiancé. But then he disappeared." I couldn't believe what I was hearing, "An Alex. Oh Alex. He's yer father."

"Ma WHAT?!?!?"

Hee hee. Nice cliffy.