Born For The Trigger: Inheriting Shadows

~CHAPTER 4~

~Hunted by the Truth~

Sam was in his last class, History, the subject he hated the most. He was counting down the seconds until lunch so he could escape the horrors of Ms. Greengrocer. Her whole live purpose was to ruin normal teen's lives with her hour-long lectures but yet again, Sam wasn't a normal teen. He was just staring at Connor thinking of all the gruesome ways he could take him out. 'Maybe I could cut his brain out, or rip out his heart, or even better, shoot him right through his skull.' All these were thoughts in Sam's head, or at least he thought so. His thoughts were now coming out of his mouth and before he could piece the events together a slightly pale and slender figure stood before him and he quickly realized that it was Ms. Greengrocer.

He looked around the room only to see fear and distress plastered across all his classmate's faces. He expected Ms. Greengrocer to send him to the principal's office or something along those lines but she, just as everyone else looked at him with a look he couldn't quite decipher. Just then the bell rang and before he could hear what Ms. Greengrocer had to say he left the room but heard her say something along the lines of, 'The bell doesn't dismiss you. I do!' Then why put a bell there in the first place he thought to himself. It didn't bother Sam that much so he just made his way to the cafeteria.

When he reached the cafeteria, he first stood at the entrance and scanned the room filled with clueless teens whose life purpose was to spend their parents' money and make life a living hell for all those around them. He got his food and took his tray to an isolated table in the back of the cafeteria. A few people approached him trying to make friends but he just chased them away with his devilishly scary growl, one that almost resembled that of a dog. Sam was just starting to enjoy his '5-star meal' when a shadow appeared out of nowhere, blocking the light that was coming in from the huge clear windows that covered the cafeteria walls. He didn't want to look up so he ignored the person and went back to eating the food that had so kindly been served to him.

Seconds turned to minutes and the shadow still didn't move, "What do you want?" Sam spoke up after finally getting fed up with whoever the shadow belonged to but still didn't look up.

"Mick, is it?" As soon as the person spoke, he could tell who it belonged to. Connor who quite coincidentally was his target. He could distinctively remember the voice from earlier this morning when they had their little encounter where he may or may not have threatened to do some pretty vile things to him, so this was definitely a surprise.

"Don't you have like other people to bother?" Sam's voice came out more bitter than intended which definitely spewed a vile poison, almost like that of a cobra.

"No, so that leaves us together." The way Connor spoke filled Sam with so much spite and anger that if the cafeteria wasn't so crowded, he would have pulled out his Beretta and shot him dead in the face but he reminded himself of where he was and calmed down before he blew his cover.

Connor took Sam's silence as a yes, so he sat down and started to eat his lunch as if they were friends. When he was done, he started to talk about something that Sam couldn't make out because, in all honesty, he wasn't paying attention.