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Chapter 62 - 62: Am I forgetting something?

Did I forgot something?

My eyes flash. Searching. I feel like a fucking animal. Hyper aware. As if something's is going to jump at me.

Right in the middle of the night. I look at the grass under my feet, then at the watchtower behind me.

Did I forgot something? Maybe I did? Wouldn't be the first time it happened.

I'm sure I did.

I'm sure I did.

I forgot something, something that's clawing up my mind, poisoning every thought I have. I CANNOT rest. Genuinely. I CANNOT rest. My body is screaming, no matter what is happening. It's always the same.

Always the same.

I forgot something, I remember it. Something I forgot.

My feet lead me forward. My body, moving by itself, toward answers.

I need information. I always need more and more, I need information. That is NECESSARY to do the smart thing, fucking smart thing, fucking fucking thing.

I need more information I need, I...

My view land on one of the broken tent we put down together. The cloth from what it has been made has been ripped apart, cleanly. It's still in my inventory.

I remember this place. Yes, that's where we tried throwing rocks.

Annie was imitating a larva here. Hah.

Right, Annie. What a crazy fuck she is isn't she? My feet keep moving, thoughts devolving, giving me answers I do not want.

She's pretty funny for sure, she make me laugh. A lot. Really enjoy passing time with her.

Looking above my shoulder, toward the watchtower. I remember the small crazy things we did there, like how I bullied her with the arrows counting.

Pretty funny.

Or how I directly threatened to use her as a way to get down and grab the arrows jenna missed.

Yeah, that was funny. Pretty funny.

We did a lot there, really funny.

Everytime she start doing some crazy shit I forget about a lot of shit, it's just, her energy is kind of carriable you know?

Don't know how to say it. My finger fidget. She's just funny. She's the kind of gal that would take a selfie with us after fighting goblins, to the death, just to bring the mood up.

I pass the tent, the one I stumbled inside. Just after killing hulk. Ah, make me think of how she looked after the goblin killing.

She was all scared. Yeah, she's the kind of gal that would scream that she'll go on a goblin genocide before freaking out.

Just a little front she put on. We know she's not serious.

She just...try so hard to bring the mood up and make everyone friend friend, it's hard to ignore.

My hand shift on my forearm, pushing the three hair ties she gave me up and closer. Playing with them.

So yeah, I'll admit. I care about her. Just a bit...I guess. It's, hard to say really.

I swallow, hard. Really hard to say. She's just a little chaotic grimlin, every group need one right?

That's not...a problem.

Yeah, I care, a bit.

My feet get sore. I stop for a while. Looking down at the grass, ignoring the blood inside the tents.

We killed them all while they slept.

Jenna didn't know how to shoot then.

She improved a lot. I can see it. I remember when we were in the watchtower. Training together. She was really really really happy.

That...that kind of genuine emotions is rare to see you know? Made me feel something, really. It was like looking at something utterly innocent and genuinely...genuinely...grateful to me?

My head snap up. Staring at the dark sky, the watchtower is barely visible where I am now.

She improved a lot. She's practically our strongest damage dealer now!

And she have a vicious streak! My eyes trail on the dead goblins in the depth of the building. Especially against goblins.

A really mean streak. But she train hard. Really hard. She pass her days shooting with her bow and trying to take care of us.

As hard as she can.

She try so hard anyone else may think we're like family or something. Ha. Ha. Ha. I open my mouth, willingly, and laugh. Slowly. Extremely slowly.

She worry a lot you know?

My hand come up to scratch my head.

Maybe a little too much to be honest. It gets pretty funny sometimes. She's acting like everything could hurt us, hurt me.

My feet stop. Just stop. Straight.

Maybe she's thinking that because I fucking puked my guts out in front of everyone the first day we met? Just after I pummeled a goblin into swiss cheese?

Maybe. They are all pretty cool you know? I mean, none of them ever brought that up again. And they even hidden the corpse and shit for me.

They tried to hide it and shit...but I'm not dumb.

I wouldn't have done that for someone.

Maybe it's why I'm getting close to them? Too fast? Uniqueness?

So yeah, maybe I care about Jenna too.

Just a tiny bit...just the smallest...tiny bit?

I look around, I'm close to the broken building. On it's side. That's where balrow and I were searching for gauntlets for Annie.

We found them. Pretty cool. She almost always wear them. The thought bring me a small smile.

We searched for quite a while together. He even told me about his family...and all of this and and. My hand come up, rubbing my eyes, feet still moving forward.

Even told me to be careful and like, to tell me if there is a problem. Cause old badass grandpa need to protect the younglings or some dumb shit.

He's a pretty cool old man.

Pretty cool yeah. Another swallow. My skin get boosebumps, in the cold dark night.

He's pretty silent. But it's not like he doesn't have emotions or whatever, no, he's just a bit stoic.

That's all. Anybody telling you differently is bullshitting.

He's actually kinda funny too. He's the one that started the water war actually! My mood is like a yo-yo, smile growing now.

The war I won. Remember that? He even do jokes in his own ways sometimes.

Most of the time though, he's always here and ready to help us when we're in deep shit. Like with the boar...and all.

Even if he has his dumb values with like hiding his injuries and something but like.

Still, everybody has some faults you know?

So yeah, I care. I care a tiny bit about this fucking old man.

My feet stop me. Right in front of a broken window.

The one me and Matthew left the building with. Just to move and to take care of hulk.

A small chuckle resonate in the air. Straight from me, from my chest.

Feel weird to call him Matthew!

Damn, that was a bad idea to be honest. Can't say I regret it though. This dumb guy was all like. I knoooow you ludger. And I don't know. Even if I don't get what he meant.

I felt heard. Listened. Respected...That felt good.

I can't lie.

I don't regret where I am right now.

So I don't regret. Fulllllllly. This dumb choice.

My feet carry me forward. Making sure not to look at the decaying goblin corpse on my right.

He's probably the one I'm the closest with right?

I train a lot with him. Pretty much every day, for hours.

We compete.

We have fun.

We improve.

That's all we do, and that's all I really need. He's funny to mess with too. He helped me more than once against monsters, may have died if he wasn't here to back me up too.

So yeah. I'd say I care a bit, just a bit for this arrogant blond bastard.

I chuckle, even more. My feet carrying me closer to where the big, open and broken fence lead away. Away from here. Away from the tutorial.

Just wondered what malfoy would think if he knew I was calling him an arrogant blond bastard during this whole heart to heart shit.

Put a smile on my face. Litterally.

They have this effect on me usually.

We did a lot really.

We didn't pass years together for sure, but everything went fast, and we need to trust each other when we're in the danger of dying at every door we open.

Dealt with a lot of shit I PERSONALLY wouldn't put up with.

This whole me trying to find a fucking armory? Giving a glance at the broken building from afar, I confirm my doubts.

Fucking crazy.

And they were all like. 'Ohhhh, ludger. Sure, are you sure you don't need some rest?'

Fucking helping me and shit.

We fight together.

We sleep together.

I mean, I kinda like it, what can I say?

I like when we talk a bit after eating our bland food, giving us some comfort, just forgetting the deep shit we're in for a while. I like it, when we do it. Just before sleeping, like always.

I like the small times when I can't sleep and somebody else too, so we whisper. During the night together, as everyone else sleep.

I like the whole dynamics of this party, it...just, it hasn't been that long really.

Not considering that we pass all hours of the day together.

What is that? A 100 hours?

Even then. It kind of click?

I stand there. Alone. In front of the open hole. I go forward, crushing grass under my feet. Last time I was here. I was with balrow. He's the only one that know about this too.

It click.

It click well, did you ever met someone, where the feeling just INSTANTLY went well together? It was smooth. They understsand you, you understand them. They follow your crazy bits, you follow theirs. You talk and laugh easily together.

Well it's the same for me.

For the whole party.

...I don't want to mess that up.

I forgot something.

My feet keep me forward. One step after the other.

I'm sure of it. Sure.

My body don't want to move. I feel like I'm messing up.

Do I really need to know?

My fist tighten. I need to know. I've been being too immature as of late, doing dumb choices, investing in magic, forgetting information? Father wouldn't be proud.

I really. One step. Really. One step. Need to know.

I continue.

Until finally.

It's there.

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