After The War
Chapter Six: Security
Hey, I'm finally updating, yay! I won't be able to update at all during the weekend as life is being a bitch, I'll try very hard to update Monday, okay? Okay. Now, time to answer reviews:
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Onward with the story!
I gently knocked on the door, I'm shaking a bit and my stomach is curled tightly in knots, I'm so nervous. But nothing happens, I knock again, a bit louder then cringe, scared of what will open the door. Nothing happens, okay this is odd. I bang on the door and nobody comes to the door.
I grab the doorknob, turn it and the door swings open. I step inside, looking around for any signs of life, there are none. I close the door and step inside, walking towards the living room and looking for anyone really. Nothing, everything is quiet, I wonder where everyone is.
My stomach grumbles, so I get up and walk to the kitchen. I open the fridge and look in awe at everything inside, it's so...full. I see a bowl of tomatoes on the third shelf, I take one and close the fridge.
"Oh hey, I didn't know you were awake"
I jump, turning to face my sleepy fratello who only has his boxers on, at least he had the decency to put them on. I take my hood off because if you remember correctly, I put on the hood of the Assassin's Creed jacket so no one could see my face when I left.
"Yeah, heh heh" Why the hell did I just add that nervous laugh?
Fratello grabs a banana from the fruit bowl on the counter, turns and walks back up the stairs without another word, how odd. After I inhale my tomato, I walk up the stairs and look down the hall, I walk to the end where a door that is so dusty it looks like it hasn't been opened it decades.
In messy scrawl, I can see the words "Romano's Room" engraved on the door, I didn't put this here, this is the first time I've ever been in this house, our old house was destroyed by World War it hits me, fratello did this, he gave me my own room even though he knew I was dead or at least that's what everyone believed.
I twist the doorknob and swing the door open, a dust cloud flies out, making me cough and my chest to hurt. After the dust settles I step in and look around my room, a bed with faded pink blankets sits in the corner of the small room, A desk sits against the opposite wall. The walls are cream with images of tomatoes painted on them, they look nice.
A silver lamp with a green lampshade sits beside the desk and a window on the back wall shows off the neighbors house. And all of it is covered in dust, I wonder how long ago fratello put this together. I sit on the bed, causing a flurry of dust to spring up, I cough a bit, but soon the dust settles and everything is good again.
After sitting there for awhile, I stand up and take off the jacket, shirt-sweater and jeans. I lay them on the bed and leave the room, closing the door. In my boxers now, I walk down the hall and quietly open Spain's door, the bastard is still asleep. I walk inside, shutting the door silently and slide into the bed beside him.
I am not doing this because I want to, know, I'm doing this to make sure that nobody will know that I left last night. Soon enough, I close my eyes and fall into a dreamless sleep.
I'm wake up awhile later, it's dark outside. Spain's not beside me, I guess the lazy ass finally got up. I get up with ease and walk down the hall, down the stairs and into the kitchen. Everything's dark, that's a little strange. I turn on the light and the kitchen lights up, as I get closer to the fridge, I see a note. I rip the note off the fridge and read it:
(Le Note)
Hey fratello! If you're reading this, you must've woken up, I left pasta in the fridge, just heat it up in the microwave if you want it. Me, Spain, and France went drinking with Germany and Prussia, we'll be home whenever. The security system is up and running again, so don't try to leave like you did last night. The doors and window are locked and if you try to break them, a sheet of metal will come down and the house will go into lockdown. I know it sounds like a lot but it's for your own safety, the outside world is dangerous. Anyways, have fun figuring out how everything in the house!
Love,
Fratello
(End of Le Note)
Okay, one, what's a microwave and mutherfucker. He fucking knew about me leaving and now I can't leave, I wonder why I can't leave? Also, dangerous? I've been through wars, the outside world is nothing, I was a an assassin for fucks sake. I throw the note down and stomp it, stupid fratello, stupid France, stupid Spain, leaving me alone and putting this overdose on security.
God, I feel like I'm in prison, I kinda want to escape just to see what would happen or what they would do. Actually with this kind of security, I'm a little scared of what they would do if they caught me after I escaped.
I walk to the living room and look out a window that shows the front yard, a fence surrounds the house, when did that get there? The fence looks like it's about nine feet and I can see the blue sparks at the top, it's an electric fence, I really am trapped.
I don't get it, why do they want me to stay in here? What is going on here?
After a bit, I start getting fidgety and bored. I get up and begin pacing, this is scaring me, this security, it's making me feel like a zoo animal. I need to get out. I feel a flutter of panic in my chest, the walls feel like they're closing in on me, I run to the front door and try to open it, it's locked, fuck, he wasn't lying.
I begin banging on the door and just as fratello said, a sheet of metal fell over the door and as I turn around, I see the same metal fell over the windows. A mechanical voice comes from the ceiling, saying "House has gone into lockdown, Feliciano Vargas has received message of this". Oh shit, fratello knows, what is he going to do when he gets home? Oh God, oh God, I'm so scared.
My head whips frantically back and forth, I feel all panicky as I look for some way out or somewhere to hide. Then I hear the front door open and the metal on the windows have retracted, I can hear the voice of someone I do not want to see right now.
"Fratello, why did you try to leave?"