My brother has always been protective of me even though he knows well that I could take care of myself. But he argues that his care is much more important than my own self-defense. Ahh, Whatever! He looks at me with a distant look. What is wrong with him?. "What if I came here to relinquish? " I bombard him. He flips his head instantly to stare into my eyes. Oh my Lord! I love the expression. I turn to my left and smile.
"Hah! I knew you wouldn't !" He grins
"Nuh-uh! I want to! "
" Please Zee! It's a great opportunity, imagine buying your favorite revolver " He really knows how to get to me but I still don't give in. I love playing dumb or I just adore seeing him beg. I shake my head slightly.
"Okay then. I respect your choices I can't force you. " with that being said he just leaves the room letting his words hang in the air. Honestly, I have already made up my mind that I would take this mission. This would be for the girl and I would be more than honored to help her even in an unknown way. She might not recognize me but someday she would utter a prayer for me and that would be enough.
I have never got worked up on someone like this before. I walk into the kitchen about 10 minutes later, my brother frantically rushing to different pantries to find anything and everything to eat. Can't believe he actually maintains his figure by eating like a hunger-driven shark. He just works out half of what I do but seems like he is in much more good shape than I am.
" I take the offer!" I blurt.
I at least expect him to look at me with a jaw-dropping expression. Instead, He goes munching on a whole bag of chips. He is even purposely crushing the chips' packet to add more noise just so he could ignore what I say. I start walking out.
" Fine. Good for you and yah don't forget to pay me half the amount. You might not be in need of it but I do! " He calls after me, Maybe he needs it for buying extra chips bags. I'm definitely not going to give him anything from the payment. I would like to do something productive with it.
I get ready to go to my shooting academy while he gets ready for doctorate classes. Cairo has opted to do a Ph.D. in one of the 14 Finnish universities, the University of Helsenki. He was doing well for about two years but failed the third one and retaking classes. He gets a stipend to cover his living costs. I have applied for International Business Law in the same university and most probably start it in the upcoming academic year.
As of now I just go to the Osuva shooting range, It is Finland's leading provider of Firearm training which is also located in the heart of Helsenki. I go for the unsupervised session where there is no instructor. I got it since I have a revolver of my own. But I made sure to attend all the sessions starting from introductory. I didn't own any pistol, revolver, or shotgun when I first went, it was just a hobby but when I held a revolver for the first time and shot in the 25 meters shooting range. The hobby simply turned into a passion. I never hit the target, In fact, It wasn't even close but what I felt was beyond comprehensible. I worked every week to own a revolver and go for unsupervised sessions. I was having a good time, just taking a break from any type of chaos. But seems like I've got tasks like to babysit a spoilt brat born with a silver spoon stuck to his mouth. And I've no choice but to use my Ranging Revolver to protect some crack head from getting attacked by crows. All I could think was mean things about him. I just couldn't feel any sympathy for him.
Normally, I was very considerate and kind that I would offer some chips to random kids even if I love the flavor but this dude just gets on my nerves for no apparent reason. Maybe because he has this threatening aura surrounding him.
People like him with a medium frame should not make others shudder in fear, Especially not a girl like her. I have seen her only a few times and she looks so harmless, petite, and innocent minding her own business. But she is quietly conscious of the place she is. She keeps scanning through people. She seems to freaks out even in the slightest of noise. She roams in the safest neighborhood and feels unprotected and that really doesn't make any sense to me. And my suspicions are on him. He might have threatened her or caused her any harm. I just don't have solid evidence. If I catch him doing anything funny he won't live to see the dusk of the day. It might even be a coincidence that all three of us happen to see each other in the same neighborhood. But they both have never seen me but I have watched both of them. It wasn't my intention at first but as time went on. I felt like it was my duty to watch over that girl. Maybe because it made me feel nostalgic about things that I didn't even want to see in my nightmares. She already seems to have a lot of nightmares. I just want to eliminate at least one of them.
Dracula's Note:-
Legit certified: 1) University of Helsenki.
2) Osuva Shooting Range.