Deranged Writer's Afterword

This isn\'t possible...

Emilia and the others were talking but their voices failed to reach me, my eyes refused to look away from Martin and Clara.

If they were indeed her grandparents, I\'m sure they would have told me.....right ?

" Are you okay, Gammy ?", Emilia rushed forward with concern etched on her face.

.....

I watch as the others all move forward to help clean away the broken shards of the plates and food...well not all of them. Lecia and Eric stared in shock at Martin and Clara....just like me.

\' Ah....they know.\'

I explicitly told Lecia about the new hosts that I had found in the hospital and I\'m sure that Eric knows as well...

Shit.....

Surprisingly, the fact that I killed Emilia\'s grandparents bothered me less than the fact that Lecia and Eric knew the truth.

Damn it.....

So, what if they know ?

I feel an array of different emotions running through me...shame, guilt, fear, anger. But even with all these emotions bubbling inside me....I did nothing.

I just sat there and watched as the others cleaned up the mess Emilia\'s grandparents had caused.

Emilia announced that we were going to a nearby restaurant for lunch since all the food was ruined.

We went to the restaurant and the rest of the day was a blur.

Emilia continued to \'thank\' me and every time she did so, I felt something breaking inside me. We ate some food, after which I quickly part ways with the others with a random excuse and head back home.

Lecia and Eric also follow me back home.

We were currently in the car being driven home,

" Adam....we need to tell y-"

" NOT NOW.", I say raising my voice.

I close my eyes trying to calm the storm within my mind.

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After reaching home yesterday, I locked myself in the room and stayed there until the next day.

Lecia and Eric came up to to my room to call me for dinner, but I refused to see them.

It seems like they want to talk to me now....well, I don\'t want to talk to anybody now.

What I needed to do was think.....and I did just that.

I thought about how I could bring Emilia\'s real grandparents back....I thought real hard and there\'s not a single possible way.

If I removed the ascaris from their body, they would die.

.....

That\'s about it.

After making sure that there was nothing else that could be done, I finally get out of my room.

I find Lecia waiting for me outside the room....was she waiting all this time ?

\'It doesn\'t matter.\', I thought shaking my head.

Before Lecia could say anything, I say,

" Bring Martin and Clara to my office.", I say avoiding her gaze.

I walk to the said office, where Diane had previously resided....I took over when she was assassinated.

Entering the office, I collapse onto the chair and wait for them to come inside.

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" Why are you here ?", I ask irritated to see Eric with Lecia.

Martin and Clara followed behind them.

As Eric started to answer, I say,

" Just forget it."

They already know everything.....there\'s no more need for lies.

Ignoring them, I glare at Martin and Clara silently.

....

" Sir....there\'s a perfectly reasonable ex-", Martin started to speak but-

" Shut up.", I say my temper flaring slowly.

" Please understand....we didn-", Clara begins-

" SHUT UP."

Feeling the anger in my voice, the both of them lower their heads.

Taking in a deep breath, I close my eyes and try to calm myself.

Opening my eyes, I slowly stand up, my eyes fixed on them both.

" On your knees."

" What ?", Clara asked confused.

" On your knees.", I repeat myself.

Looking at each other, confused the both of them get on their knees and look up at me.

I look down at them, anger and frustration coursing through my whole being staring at their confused faces.

Unable to contain myself, I kick Clara across the face, resulting in her falling down. I do the same with Martin.

" Arghh"

I might have hit Martin a little too hard as he was bleeding from the nose.

" Hey....stop it", Lecia says moving closer to me.

Ignoring her, I put one of my legs on Martin and say,

" Remind me again.....who am I ?"

" You\'re o-our m-master.", Martin managed to mutter out.

" What are the both of you ?", I say shifting my leg onto Clara.

" Y-your loyal s-servants.", Clara says with a pained expression.

" You\'re my loyal servants ?...I see...then why did you lie ?"

" W-we wanted to protect you.", says Clara.

I take my foot off and say, thoroughly confused,

" What ?"

They lied to protect me ?

" We didn\'t want to make you feel guilty.", Clara says relief washing over her face as I wasn\'t tormenting her any longer.

" How....just how does lying \'protect\' me ?"

" Even if we had told you...what difference would it have made ?", Martin asked getting up, Clara followed his actions as well.

" Well-"

That was when it hit me.

They were right.

Even if I knew earlier...what difference would it make ?

I return to my seat and sigh before saying,

" You\'re right...I\'m sorry for-"

Clara cuts me off and says,

" It\'s quite alright, sir.....we did lie to you, so it is only reasonable that you punish us."

Well....I don\'t think kicking them a few times can be considered as an appropriate \'punishment\' as I realized that their heart was in the right place.

" Just leave.", I say motioning toward the door.

Martin and Clara nod before leaving the office.

Staring at Lecia and Eric, who were heading out as well, I say,

" Hey...Lecia, what did you want to tell me ?",

I remember her coming to talk to me yesterday....

" Eh...it\'s uh--", Lecia struggled to say whatever she was trying to say, she and Eric look at each other nervously.

" What is it ?", I ask impatiently.

" Before that.....you have to understand that it was a mistake....we didn\'t me to sa-"

" Just tell me what it is....", I ask a little curious now.

I mean how bad could it be ?

Is it worse than killing your friend\'s grandparents ?....I hope not.

" Max knows the truth.", Lecia says

.......

Fuck.

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