Chapter 27: Unspoken Language

3RD PERSON'S POV

Naomi went back to the hideout, only to find her friends with the same position as if they became statues. As Naomi stood in front of them, they didn't move an inch, but their faces were filled with mixed emotions. Confusion, amazement, shock, and a feeling of betrayal can be seen.

She then smiled, even though her eyes were void of emotions.

"What happened to everyone? What's with those expressions?" She asked with an innocent tone, making the others shift their attention to her as if they only noticed her when she spoke.

Alexa was the first one to regain her voice, "I thought the pieces of evidence were stolen and there was no copy left?" Her eyes squinted.

"It's better for fewer people to know about it. How does it feel? Are you mad at me now? Do you feel betrayed? Because I do," she replied mockingly, a hint of anger in her voice.

"But you should have told us! We wasted our time for nothing!" Thea exclaimed, standing up, and losing her composure. Apollo came to the rescue and calmed her down by patting her shoulder.

"Naomi, did you just manipulated us? Everything was planned by you, is that correct? Is it fun manipulating us? We are your friends, not your pawns!" Nike stated, moving closer to Naomi and pulling her by her collar.

"Have you forgotten what kind of person I am? I'm a sadodere~" She replied, still smiling like a sadistic freak. Kyousuke pulled her away from Naomi, while Nike tries to fight back, but knowing the difference, it was hopeless.

A sadodere is someone who loves to toy with the emotions of those they care about. While often confused with its sister archetype, the yandere, sadoderes are much more closely related to that of the kuudere, but with more sadistic tendencies.

"Naomi, why are you acting like this? Yes, we know you are a sadodere, but still, this is unfair to us," Julia tried to calmly reason out with her, but the result was the opposite. Naomi's aura became darker as she looks at each one of them.

"How dare you claim that I'm unfair when all of you betrayed me first. We promised each other, that we would never lie, especially if it's connected to one of us! Tell me, who in this fucking hell is unfair?!" Her voice echoed throughout the whole hideout.

"We had no choice! It was your parents who chose it, not us!" Alexa replied, shouting out of frustration.

"Which one? My real parents or the abusive ones?"

"We don't even know you were adopted! It was also for the best, that was the only choice we had to help you!" Out of all of them, only Alexa can have the courage to act like this towards Naomi, so the others only watched, thinking of how to help.

"How will you know if it was the best for me when you never let me know?! White lies are still lies, I only ask for the truth!"

"You did that to yourself! You changed your memories on your own because those nightmares are too much for you to handle! I don't want you to remember, I can't let you suffer the same pain you did, two years ago!"

"Tell me everything you know! I need the truth! I can't keep on running away from my hurtful past, just because it hurts!"

As if they were thinking of the same thing, they both took out their daggers that were hidden in their pockets and walked in circles. The others went to the sides, knowing it will be hard to stop them.

Naomi is in her shielded guard position. Her dagger was in the middle and slightly forward, left hand against dagger, knuckles outermost.

While Alexa is in a wide guard position. Her arms spread wide, her left hand opens ready to grapple.

Naomi was the first to attack, performing a powerful and fast straight thrust towards Alexa. Having a quick response, she managed to dodge it by some inches, by sidestepping.

Alexa then attacked her, using a horizontal gut cut, her movements were flawless. Naomi managed to step back, but a small cut can be seen on her neck, as drips of blood fell from it.

They jumped away from each other, both their gazes locked into each other. Even with a cut, Naomi ignored it and focused on the fight at hand.

They moved at the same time, their daggers made a clicking sound as it crashed with each other. Both tried their best to push the other down, but they were equal in strength.

Having no choice, they both stepped back, but only to have another round of clashing. This went on for at least five minutes when they decided to stop and walk in rounds again.

Both were panting hard, full of sweats, but none of them wants to admit defeat. Looking intently at each other's eyes, they lunged towards each other, giving it their all.

Alexa was about to cut Naomi in the stomach when she trapped Alexa's arm between her right arm and body. Being quite flexible, Alexa managed to point the dagger at her neck, but not enough to cut her.

Naomi tried to stab Alexa straight into the heart but using Alexa's other hand, she managed to stop Naomi. Having equal strength, they were stuck in that position.

Just then, the others decided to step in and pulled them away from each other. Ares was holding Naomi in his arms, while Alexa in Elijah's.

"Can't we just talk calmly?! You guys kept shouting, and even tried to kill each other!" Chase scolded them, standing in between.

The two girls then suddenly burst out laughing. The others were dumbfounded and looked at them as if they were crazy.

"Good fight, Alexa."

"Yeah, but you're still slow."

"You're just faster!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"But you're not that flexible though."

"You're the one who got cut, you have no right to say that."

"So what if I got a small cut? It's not like I'll die now."

"WAIT!" The other girls shouted at the same time, making the two, stop from their bickering, and gave them a questioning look.

"What?" They both asked at the same time.

"Why are you guys so complicated?!" Julia complained.

"From shouting at each other to killing each other-" Nike said in confusion.

"-then suddenly bursting out laughing, and bickering like kids," Thea finished.

"EXPLAIN!" The three shouted in unison.

"The shoutings were out of frustration," Naomi answered.

"Killing each other was our way of communication," Alexa added.

"And we burst out laughing because of your reactions. Also, the bickering was our way to say everything is good now," they both said at the same time, word by word.

The others only stared at them with disbelief and ended up resting in the living room, sitting in a circle.

"We will tell you the truth. The truth that we know. No more lies, just the truth."