Something's Wrong

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*A81C7's POV*

I have officially been living with Mor for three days, and life is good. Mor has to go to work today though, so I will probably go around town. Mor and I have watched some more movies, and we also bought clothes. She freaked out when she saw I only had two outfits, plus my lab clothes, and insisted I needed more and that we had to buy them. I can't help but smile at the memory.

"Where are your clothes at girl?" Mor asks.

"These are my clothes" I reply.

"You've worn that outfit twice, is it your favorite or something? Cuz I wanna see you in some different outfits, you could look hot af if you dressed up a bit" She tells me.

I have never thought of my physical appearance. I will have to just believe Mor.

"I like my other outfit better, but I wore that yesterday" I say.

"But what about like another outfit boo?" She questions.

"I only have two outfits" I state.

She is quiet for a minute, as if waiting for me to say more. Her quizzical expression then turns astonished and disbelieving before she exclaims "YOU'RE NOT JOKING?! OH MY! Girl what happened! Why don't you have more clothes? Two outfits, are you insane!? Are you okay?" She rapidly questions.

"I have to outfits, I did not want to waste money" I say and then continue, "I do believe my mental faculties are in perfect condition, and I am quite alright. How are you?"

"What do you... What? I'm good, I'm good, why wouldn't I be, but we gotta get you some more clothes! You can't only have two outfits!" She says. "I'll even purchase them. Don't even try to argue with me. I. Am. Buying. Them. Now that that's settled, lets go!" And with that she pulled me out the door and we went to a mall to buy clothes.

After much deliberation, I got four new outfits, some flats, and a jacket.

Then I am forced to remember something else. I think I am being watched. At the mall I saw the same few guys a few too many times to be statistically probable and I felt as if I was being watched. Two different cars have also driven by Mor's home slower than average.

I am not stupid. I feel as if something is wrong. My mind is telling me that they are here for me, and that they want to capture and control me. Someone wants to control me and he must have sent these people.

I will not be controlled. I would die first. I will die first.

They seem to think that I am a normal human though, and that I am incapable of noticing them, so I now have the advantage. I know more than they do. I also know they are not human. I have not gained information as to what they are yet, but if I can observe them enough I should be able to.

I think Mor has noticed I am more observant and slightly fearful. She seems to be giving me quizzical looks when I look through windows and make sure the doors are locked.

I do not know if I should tell her. She could be working with them. She could betray me. I cannot trust anyone.

On the way to Mor's work, we just listen to music. Once we get there I say goodbye and tell Mor I will be back in a few hours.

I am not going to go to any place that is not public. Those people could get me. They could try to take me. They could break my human cover, or force me to break it to get away. I do not want that to happen.

I walk around for a while, just looking at different shops and items. I buy a few books that look interesting. I then buy a tea at a cart for myself, and one for Mor as well.

I walk into a small shop selling old jewelry. There is a lady here, she is not human, and is watching the counter. She is... she's a witch. I believe witches are rare. She seems to be around 40 years old.

"Hello dear, are you looking for anything special?" She asks.

I hope she is nice. She seems quite nice. "No, thank you miss" I respond.

"That's quite alright" she says. "Here dearie. Have this. It is quite special, you are going to need it. Wear it" She tells me.

She then hands me a thin bracelet, with one small purple stone and two even smaller blue stones. This bracelet does something, something... not harmful. Just something. I'm not sure what. What did she mean I will need it? What does she know that I don't? It is quite odd to be the one that does not know something.

I do feel however, that I should wear this bracelet, so I will. I then leave the shop and go back to Mor's work, since it has been a few hours and she should be done soon.

It might be a good idea for me to get a job soon. I will have to ask Mor however, due to the fact that I will need help finding one and getting a job. I have never had a job. I do not know how to get one.

Mor is done, and we go home for the night. Mor seems to be tired after her work, and soon goes to sleep while I read one of the books I purchased.

I can't help but worry about the people watching me.

Why do they want me?

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