Chapter 6 Showdown

I admit I smacked my fist onto the floor in anger and in mistrust. I thought of how foolish I was to think that I could solve things that are meant for detectives. My other fist was wrapping the slip of paper so tightly in anger that it had started to tear up. I foolishly threw that paper at the window(obviously, it would change its trajectory). The paper got stuck in the window where sunlight was falling and I don't know why I felt that I saw something emerging in that slip of paper. I quickly grabbed it with with the hopes that I had borrowed from despair. But I could pay up the loan and still have profits.

Now there was something written on the slip of paper:

ACCESS THE DEEP WEB FROM TOR.

WEBBSITE - XXXXXX.onion

Account - xxxxxxxxxx

I instantly felt so happy that I started doing power rangers and boxing moves in the air.(LAME)

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(IN THE RIGHT CORNER, WE HAVE RED THINKING HOW MANY POUNDS OF CONFIDENCE HE WILL HAVE TO BUY FROM HIS MIND'S IMAGINARY CONFIDENCE AND DETERMIMATILN SELLING MARKET TO WIN THIS MATCH. IN THE LEFT CORNER, WE HAVE RED'S MOM WHO WANTS RED TO WIN THE MATCH BUT WANTS HIM TO PUT SOME EFFORT TO WIN. WHAT DOES THIS MEANS? SHOWDOWN.)(By the way commentary from the author.)

I sighed while I said to myself, "You can do this, Red!"

I finally walked up to mother and acted like there was no problem and I had just come leisurely..maybe.

While I acted as if I was the coolest person in the world, I leisurely said to mother, "Mom by the way, I had to talk about something. John is holding a party at his house and has invited me but I won't be able to go there so can you convey this message to John. I have his number memorised if you want to call now."

"Why don't you convey the message yourself, Red?"

I will tell you what, I wasn't expecting this answer. I mean mother replied so politely that even this cold reply seemed kind of soft. Well! Maybe that's the power of a mother. I tsk-tsked in my mind disregarding influence of the reply. I had already known this might have happened so I have one of the amazing-est answer to this reply.(Didn't Red just mentioned that he wasn't expecting it?)

"Well, I don't want make him sad but since my work is kind of necessary I will not be able to go to the party. And if I convey the message myself, he might start disliking me or..", I was interrupted by mother and I didn't have any type of counterattack to this particular reply. What she said terrified me. Worse of all what she said was logical.

"Atleast tell me about this necessary work of yours because of which you can't attend the party?"

I froze. I was silent and that silence conveyed all the messages and the truth.

"I know Red that what happened to you at your first party was a lot worse but still that doesn't give you reason to stop being socialising person. Above all, John is your friend, isn't he? You can't hurt your friends like that, Red. They are the people that will help you in some of your personal things or things that you might not want to share with us."

'Mother is right', I thought. I felt like hitting myself for that harsh reply. But at the same time I knew that I still didn't want to attend that party. I knew I was growing much more unsocialising as a person but I believed that socialising must be done when needed. So I told mother, the truth.

"(sighing) Mother, I just don't want to."

"This is the last time I am going to do this.", mother said while she smiled to show that my replies hadn't hurt hurt her. After all, I was still a kid who cared for her mother immensely.

She picked her phone up. I turned and started to go up the stairs to my room after giving my replies a thought for a minute. Mother interrupted my thought processing by calling me to the kitchen.

She was smiling but that wasn't an.....affectionate smile and rather looked like it was making fun of me as if it knew what my response to her words would be.

"Frecia just called me to tell you that she will meet you at the party and that she IS going to the party.", she replied.

'Oh no!', I thought because I knew I couldn't tell Frecia to not go to the party as that would be very very harsh. And why would I not want her to go to the party. Well, that was because I didn't want her to feel the same ugly thing I felt at my first party. So I wanted to protect her. Also her kindness might betray her today and that's why I realized why mother had that smile.

"Mother, I am going to the party. I will come to home by eight for sure."

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Gremorie opened the door while she replied to someone that she was not that beautiful. She greeted me and I came into the John's house which seemed like a party hall. He had made kitchen look like the place for drinking and there was loud hip hop music banging while Aaron showed some of his moves. The whole big living room that had been converted into this party hall was illuminated with purple light. I quickly made my way to the drinking place. John had actually separated the drinking place into alcohol and non-alcohol space. I thought that maybe John was somewhat kind. I took orange juice to drink. John came in front of me and shakes hands and then nodded to convey that he had to attend many other friends too.(By the way Gremorie and Aaron both are in my class)

There was so much crowd for dancing that it was kind of different to tell which was alcohol and non-alcohol section. I stood up to take a gaze of the whole entrance. Suddenly, a girl opened the door to a blonde girl with fluffy hair at her end and sky blue eyes. She was quite fair and white and anyone could tell that she hadn't done any make up and was just naturally beautiful. It was Frecia. A thought came in my mind about how cute and beautiful she looked but I suppressed that thought immediately. She suddenly disappeared among the crowd. I made my way through some of my friends so I had to greet them which took some of my time to reach there. When I ultimately made my way to Frecia, there wer some boys asking her to dance with them and continously landed some compliments to convince her. One of my friend stopped me to greet me but I immediately told him that I would meet him later. One of the boy grabbed her hand and I could see that Frecia was scared.

It seemed as if time stopped. As if the music was being played in slow motion. I grabbed her hand and pulled her gently to my side.

"What are you guys doing, don't you realise she is not liking what you all are trying to do?", I shot at them angrily but still calmly so that it doesn't causes a ruckus.

"Who are you and who do you think you are, huh?", one of them replied.

"Aren't you Red, that intelligent topper guy? I suggest you don't act like a god here as we would not want to harm you so like a good boy hand her over to us.", The second one replied.

"Hand her over, you say. Do you think she is a THING that I would hand her over?"

"Shut up, top guy. I don't expect her to be your girlfriend so stop acting like a god and give her to us."

He spoke the wrong word. 'I am just her friend', I thought thus he deserves his demise. But what I said even surprised me.

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"She IS my girlfriend."