Chapter 10 – Jealous of the one whose arms are around you…

A strong gust of wind blew past, with large flakes of snow following it. A strong snowstorm had swallowed Geffen. The sky was dark, and even with all the lights open, and a few orbs of light floating around, it was still too dark to see. I snapped my fingers as I used to. A blue light began to circle me.

Then, I began to think: Where was the most likely place they would go?

I really had no idea, because the guy decided where they would eat, in this case, Gustav, who I knew nothing of.

I slowly went against the current, my coat fluttering wildly behind me. I struggled to keep my hood on, to keep whatever essence of warmth I had left. I was going in the exact opposite way the wind was blowing. Why? I had no idea.

Then, a sense of accomplishment came upon me. In front was a small building. A restaurant to be exact. And by one of the windows were the two: Gustav and Nadine.

I hastened my walking, and kept my hood tight, making sure its shadow covered my eyes.

Slowly, I came closer and closer to the door. Closer. Just a little bit more.

I reached out for the knob with one hand, the other held to my hood, careful not to let my identity slip. I slowly turned the knob and walked in.

It was warm inside. I dusted the snow from my coat as a waitress attended to me.

"Table for how many?"

"One."

"This way, sir." And she led me to a small, one-person table near a window. It was only how many tables away from Nadine and Gustav's, and I could see them perfectly.

"May I take your co—"

"No." I hastily said, "I mean, it's chilly. No, thank you."

Still in shock at how quickly I responded, it took her a while to hand me the menu.

"No, I'll just have some coffee…" I slowly said, shoving the menu away.

She just stared into nothingness. Strange.

"If you…. I slowly said, emphasizing the word "have", as I snapped my fingers.


She snapped back to reality, saying, "I'll be right on it!" Putting a smile on her face.

Strange waitress, if you ask me.

Now, I had to get back to my agenda. I suspiciously eyed the two. It was as if Nadine sensed me. She turned around. I just kept looking, confident my identity was cloaked.

Apparently, she couldn't stand my glare, and turned back to Gustav. She mumbled something to him I couldn't hear, but that was her plan. I tried hard to hear, without looking suspicious, but I couldn't hear anything.

The waitress came back with a cup of hot coffee. She set it down on the table in front of me, and I bade her thank you.

I took the small spoon and began stirring the coffee. Then I once again eyed them.

This time, Gustav looked at me, with a look of suspicion on his face. For some reason, I couldn't help but think he was staring at my arm. I looked at it. It was bleeding. A lot. It penetrated my coat and made a deep, red mark on the coat, where the opening was. Did he know?

Like Nadine before him, he mumbled something to him. Then, he stood up and head outside. Where the hell was he going?

I stopped stirring and placed the small spoon on the plate. I then took the cup and sipped the coffee.

Then I spat it out, embarrassingly.

I FORGOT TO PUT SUGAR! DAMN!

As I was choking, I sensed Nadine look at me. I quickly pulled my hood lower, grabbed the blunt knife, and hid it in my cloak. I knew what I had to do. I hastily stood up and head outside, still coughing.

The guilt inside was terrible. It was devouring me. But I had to do it. I had to. Nadine….Nadine…she was my muse. My source of inspiration. My one and only.

I once again stepped into the cold storm. My cloak once again fluttered behind me. I slowly closed the door.

Funny though, I thought I heard the voice of the waitress saying, "Wait you haven't pay—" before I closed the door. Must be my imagination.

In front stood Gustav, staring blankly into my eyes. He knew I would follow him, and used this information to his advantage. Smart.

"What do you want?" He asked. By the window, I saw Nadine watching intently at what was about to happen.

"Why? Why do you do this?" I asked, slowly inching forward.

"What?"

Slowly, I took the knife and dashed towards him, stabbing him in the chest. He choked out some blood, and began to kneel on the cold snow.

"You took her from me. So shall I take your life from you." I whispered in his ear. Back at the restaurant, Nadine was leaning against the glass window, staring in shock.

I stared back through my newfound murderous eyes. She, on the other hand, stood up and walked outside. Her clothes began to flutter wildly, as did my coat, as we stared into each other's eyes.

Though this feeling wasn't the same as when we first met. Her eyes were full of anger, yet clouded with sorrow.

"Why did you do this?" She asked, crying, "What did he ever do to you?"

Slowly, she walked up to me and pulled down my hood. "Re."

This shame was unfathomable. I couldn't stand it. I turned away from her and ran towards the gates of Geffen.

A bright light met me. I squinted, shielding my eyes from it. Later, I realized what it was: A hoverbike used by the guards of Geffen, hovering meters away from the ground, allowing passage through any terrain.

In the distance, I heard sirens. Both the guards and ambulance sirens. Apparently, they had found out my grave sin. Without hesitating, I struck again.

Drawing my shotgun, I pointed it at the driver of the hoberbike, and pulled the trigger. He instantly fell off, yet the hoverbike was still headed towards me. I grabbed the handle and mounted it, then turned around, headed towards the exit.

A few minutes of driving, and I reached a big river, with a large bridge laid out to cross it. The guards were hot on my back. The snow was disappearing, and I soon found out why.

I turned around a split second. A dark cloud loomed above Geffen, with snow falling down from it. I once again drew my shotgun and aimed it at the guards, then pulled the trigger. Their apparent leader waved his hand, blocking the bullets.

Magic nullifies magic. These bullets I bought were enchanted with magic! How could I miss the colors?

One thing was for sure, though: I had committed yet another one of the seven deadly sins, as well as go against the fifth commandment: Thou shall not kill.