Authors POV
YOU WALKED TOWARDS Blackhat's desk, your empty glossy eyes focusing on his grinning figure. He was holding some papers and had a laptop open.
"¡Perfecto! ¡Sí, sí! Este es muy bueno..." You cleared your throat to get his attention. "Ah, just the girl that's going to make business booming again!" He declared with a devilish laugh which came out more as harsh hiss.
Your eyebrows knitted together, you gave a questionable look. "What do you mean by 'business booming again'...?" You asked, wanting him to define more.
"Why, well you're worth big time Señorita Veneno. Your tío and I could make some negotiations for your return home...and well with that came some ransoms and wants!" His grin grew with each passing word, you felt your hands form into fist.
You felt yourself get furious. All of this was funny to him? All just some big deal for him to make money?!
"Is this all a joke to you? Am I even a person in your eyes?!" You spoke which turned into a yell. You were angry and hurt. Nobody seemed to care about you after all... You were just another person, just some nurse.
Blackhat kept his eyes on you. "Of course you're a person, querida. A person who is worth a lot to your tío...so quiet down, I have more plans I must think of..."
He truly was evil through and through, you thought.
"You're no better than my goddamn uncle. Selfish and cruel." You exclaimed as you stormed off to your ro—the room.
'Flug was right, he always is. I have to leave or Blackhat is just going to use me...' You thought while opening the door to the room and closing it. You then slid down against the door, sitting on the floor with your back to the cold material of the door.
'I'm never going to be happy...never going to be my own person...' You thought you were happy here....
As your thoughts drown out your mind, you feel something in your hands. You suddenly remembered the paper which was still grasped. You slowly took it out and gazed at it. Before you knew it, you were sobbing.
You were happy here, very happy. And now it's crumbling down. You couldn't stop the tears as memories came flooding in, making your decision much more difficult.
Demencia—a wild girl who's like a weird sister and friend to you. You remember the time she swallowed a bystander...whole, right in front of you. You were scared, but at the same time impressed.
Then there was 5.0.5...sweet and precious 5.0.5. He grew on you as you grew on him. You adored the hell out of the bear. He saw you as a mother which you would gladly accept. You loved his hugs and baking with him.
Black hat...what to say about that guy. Well, you used to be terrified of him, but now you realize he's a dick. He has his moments, but you wanted to slap him right now.
Then....then there's Flug. The man you never knew you thought you'd fall for. You like that he's smart, a bit cocky when he wants to be, cares a lot about his crew like they're family[even if he hides it] and his love for planes. You thought it was cute how flustered he'd get, and his nervous habits, even his ramblings of inventions. All of it. All of him. You loved.
But now you have to drop all of it. The people that made you feel like family more than your own.
'I'm still going to miss them all, even if I deny it...'
You lazily wiped the tears away from your eyes...'I've cried so much today..' before feeling a paper being slipped under your door.
You got up and saw the small note. You picked it up and noticed who it's from.
Flug.
You wanted to throw it away, but your heart stopped you from doing so. You read the note, written in that sloppy handwriting which you always laughed at.
"Meet me in the library at dusk" It read.
'Wow, ok, well either he's going to murder me or he wants to talk.' You thought to yourself as you placed the note on your desk.
You sighed, and found a bag in the closet, you began packing up some of your stuff and kept the stuffed bag under your bed.
"When the time comes, I'll leave and get out of their hair." You mumbled.
You glanced over at your clock, it was about eight, not dark enough outside. At dusk, you'd meet Flug before departing.
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