"Memory Bound." (Complete.)

"Fall.."

She looked at Nolan, and felt sorry for him.

His clothes were torn off a bit, especially at the sleeves, and his hair was as messy as a hedgehog's fur in its back.

She had to laugh at that bit (internally, not loudly).

I guess my jokes are a little corny...

"Do you have any wounds?" She asked, concerned.

He nodded. "Some bruises on my arms, and I think on my back.."

"Who did this?"

Nolan froze. He knew that he was delaying the inevitable.

He sighed, and shuffled.

"It was Lou.."

Mandy felt her heart freeze. She had suspected this at some points. But to have it confirmed.

It felt like a whole new weight dropped on her shoulders. "No.."

"Mandy.." Nolan breathed. "He looked fucking posessed. His eyes were filled with hate, and they red mixed with them. As if someone else was in control.."

Her eyes widened, why did it sound so familiar?

"And If you think you'll take all this away from us.." He chuckled. "Your as empty-headed as the rest of them.."

Those words were a meaning. But what?

Never mind thst, she needed to help Nolan up!

She put one arms under his, and hoisted him up. It seemed like his legs were asleep as they stopped working for about a minute.

As they walked in silence, she thought something.

I need to read that book about psychology again.

***

Talk

/tɔːk/

Verb

1. persuade or cause (someone) to do something by talking.

2. speak in order to give information or express ideas or feelings; converse or communicate by spoken words.

Moxy was currently standing in front of Ox waiting to talk to him. She was so damn nervous.

Why did she not want to reveal the information she had on Lou? Why did she feel bad?

Moxy sighed. "What is wrong with me?"

A lot of things... A voice replied. A lot of things, bitch...

That was harsh. Her own mind was against her. Guess she was her own worst enemy at the moment.

It might just be karma coming to bite her in the ass one more time.

Feck, how am I going to tell him?....

As she approached Ox's bedroom door, she heard him in the phone to someone.

What?...

"You got to be ducking kidding me?!" He sounded angry. "What do you mean that they're after him? Yeah, I'll see you later.."

He isn't in a good mood...

Moxy opened the door to a crack..

Ox sighed, and ended the call. "Little fucker. I actually want to kill him myself sometimes.."