Secrets and Things (MxM)

Chapter 31 - Is it just me or is everything spinning?

"Not to listen to you ever again?"

"No, the opposite. You should've just used the last spell, first. Now, look at you. All tired and shit."

"Thank you so much for your wise advice... AFTER I had already done the deed."

"You never asked."

"And for good reason. Anyway, I'm going to put you back to your prison now. As much as I love your company, I'm currently very grouchy."

"Is it going to be another two years if before we meet again?"

"Something is telling me... it'll probably be a lot sooner. Bye Raziel"

"Goodbye Nerovsky. Don't have another panic attack. Or do actually. It brings me out."

"... No."

I called back my powers, only keeping my wings out. It's raining, I have cuts and bruises everywhere and I have homework. This day might be just as bad as the Chase day.

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By the time I land on the empty rooftop of MegCorp, I was drenched, cold and my hair was sticking to my face. At that point, I was so exhausted, I found it energy consuming to just breathe properly. The entire rooftop was swaying side to side and a painful throbbing in the back of my skull turned everything black temporarily. In an attempt to alleviate the spinning of the rooftop, I shook my head vigorously, only for it to get worse. In retrospect, the idea was fucking stupid but cut me some slack. Why the fuck is everything spinning? This never happened before... well now that I'm here anyway, I might as well sneak in and try to get my shit without getting spotted.

So mission get-my-work-without-getting-caught was underway. I hid all the way (even the elevator was empty) and was successfully able to retrieve the target documents (due to most of the people being on break). However, as I was about to sneak back out to the elevator to go back up, I literally ran into Matthew, who was leaving the elevator. It wasn't even my fault. He was the one on his phone and super distracted. As soon as we bumped into each other, I quietly cursed to myself because Matthew looked up, analysed me and his face turned completely hysteric in concern. "NERO?! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!"

WHY IS HE SCREAMING?! In panic, slapped my hand over his mouth and dragged his muffling ass back into the elevator. I pressed the top floor and quickly closed the elevator. I began addressing (more or less) his worried inquires. "I'm fine. It looks worse than it actually feels. I just got caught up in something that needed to be dealt with today so that's why I couldn't make it to work." Is it me or is the elevator going sideways instead of up? And why are am I seeing black spots every once in a while?

Matthew anxiously replied back, "YOU DON'T LOOK FINE LIKE AT ALL?! Should I really take your word for it? Oh my god... are you actually part of the mafia? I mean I had my suspici-"

I cut off my manager because his rambling was making my head throb harder and made my breathing heavier. "I'm *breath* not part of *heavy breath* the mafia. I just need you *heavy breath* to tell no one that I was here. *breath* Promise?" What the fuck... is going on? It shouldn't be this bad. I've used more of my power before and I wasn't half this bad. Am I... drugged?

"Wuh what? Why? Nero, you're looking worse by the second and you're warming up quite rapidly. We need to take you to the hospital NOW! Why the fuck are we on the top floor?" Matthew barely let the door open to the 51st floor before punching the ground floor and the close button. He had put my arm around his shoulders and held me up.

"Matt... I can't *heavy breath* go to the... hospital. I'm going... *breath* home."

"Like hell you are! What the fuck are you doing here anyway? You have the day off."