Illusions
CHAPTER 25 (Part 2)

"Deck! Conscious! I know that you know the truth. They killed your friends! Vyora is dead on deck! He's already dead. You have to accept that" said Rasya, holding firmly on Angeline's shoulders.

"No, no way. It can't be brother. Vyora can't die! He's alive brother!" angeline said, yelling with a cry.

"Huhu... Can't be~" Angeline keeps crying.

Meanwhile, Rasya immediately pulled Angeline's hand to get into his car.

On the way Angeline kept crying. He keeps imagining moments with his best friend Vyora.

Arriving at their home. Angeline was still crying. He ran to his room and slammed the door.

"Sir....!" yell Rasya.

Dor.......!

The door on the door slammed rough. Rasya just sighed softly.

********

Meanwhile. In my room.

"Ra, you know? I was able to check the sound from Cassie's house. They killed someone again tonight. I already know where they dumped the body" Greysie said.

Right enough. Cassie's house we've tapped into, and so has their house's Cctv.

In the secret room of my house, a place Greysie doesn't know. There are more Cctvs that I've broken up before.

"I, my hope" my inner.

"We're there now" I ordered, getting out of bed immediately.

Greysie took the car while I was asleep. It's 03:03 in the morning. I'm not used to naps, so it's actually my bedtime. But because it keeps doing the action at night makes me sleep less.

Arriving in a forest. Greysie immediately searches for Vyora's own body. He intentionally did not wake me.

"Hm, his face is full of blood. Whatisthis? there were a lot of gunshots" Greysie said, checking all the wounds on Vyora's body .

"Hm, if the corpse of a teenager kek gini must be the problem is in Cassie" Greysie continued.

Greysie immediately pulled out a knife. He wanted to cut off Vyora's fingers. However,

"Stop! Grey Stop!" I said, holding Greysie's hand.

Greysie came to a halt and immediately looked up to see me.

"Why, Ra?" greysie asked, astonished.

"We don't want to trace him" my barrel, still holding Greysie's hand.

"Reason?" greysie asked, more and more astonished.

"Emmm.. I don't know, but I don't have the same heart as him" I explained.

"Puff. heh, hahahaha. Not heart? Since when does Cara Callista not have gini?" greysie asked, as he stood to look me in the face.

His face was close to mine to trace every inch of my face. I sometimes close my eyes if the flashlight he is pointing at is exposed to my pupils.

Then Greysie opened her T-shirt and put her hand on my forehead.

"You sick?" greysie asked, holding my forehead.

"Hm, not the cake" Greysie replied, himself.

Greysie then crouched back down and put on her hand-shirt. Then he immediately held Vyora's hand to cut off Vyora's finger.

"Grey, wait" I said, holding him back again.

"Otherwise, Ra. Hey, hey look at me. Why have you been so weak lately? Huh huh? Wh why? You told me that we can't be weak. But, this is how you become a gini? How many people did we kill? Hm? We didn't kill either, Ra. We just leave a trail, so we can guess Cassie's family later" Greysie said.

"I just want to see her face jerk off" I said, then looked at Vyora's face carefully.

Seeing Vyora's face somehow made my heart so sick, I didn't realize my tears were dripping. Then I bowed my head, while Greysie directly cut off two of Vyora's fingers.

My crying started to sound. While Greysie who had inserted Vyora's finger into the canteen immediately raised my face to look at it.

"You cry, Ra?" ask Greysie, astonishment.

In the car.

I just kept crying, I don't know why my chest felt so tight. It was like I knew a corpse before.

I didn't answer Greysie, instead kept busy crying until my chest was tight.

"How do you think gini? This is not the way I know it. How never cry about the cake gini, he is usually weak just because of me. Or the.. Maybe his family's past. But. it's.." Inner Greysie.

"Grey, that was.. Do you know whose name is?" I asked, still with sobs.

"c, V. Vi who.. Emm, ooh Vyora" Greysie replied.

Hearing Greysie's words made my breath even more breathless. My chest was so tight that I hit my chest and coughed.

"Haaaa, huuu, haaa, huu. Uhuk, uhuk, uhuk," hit the chest.

Greysie. He stopped the car and tried to calm me down.

"Ra, Raa, take Ra's breath. Ra, huhuuu, Ra you why Ra, you why" Greysie said in a tearful hug.

Greysie then took the Bag Valve Mask (BVM) oxygen mask that I used to use for Greysie if he was exposed to excessive pannic attack to be unable to breathe on his own.

Greysie pumped the BMV mask continuously, while I was almost out of breath.

My face was red, my eyes were looking up.

After Greysie provided oxygen relief through BMV, I began to calm down and began to be able to catch my own breath.

"Haaa, huu, haaa, huu" weak breath.

"You why Ra? Huhuu~" Greysie asked, still crying.

A few years ago, after the gripping incident I experienced. Before I met Greysie.

Vyora was my classmate. He was always as quiet as I was. We're not so familiar. But I always pay attention to his behavior. He was very irritable, I wanted to get close to him but I just lost all my family that same night. So that I just pay attention to him and don't want to know, and don't care.

A few weeks later. After bell went home from school. I saw Vyora beating up the kids of another class.

The moment Vyora wanted to hit again, I immediately held her hand while staring coldly. It's because they're blocking my way, and I really don't like it.

Without saying a word, Vyora immediately turned to beat me. I who was beaten up, of course, hit back. Let us both fight in silence. Our eyes were equally cold. There were no agonizing moans heard, only silence and the sound of punches.

The kids who saw us were terrified, and then they chose to run. While Vyora and I kept repelling each other, no one gave up. We are both strong.

Until when we are both tired which makes us lie with our heads close together, but with the opposite body position.

Our breaths were equally breathless, as we gazed at the clear blue sky, where the wind sometimes carried passing clouds.

"Huffs, huffs, huffs. Vyora" said Vyora.

"German, huff. Cara" said.

A few moments later. We both walked home side by side.

"Our eyes are the same" Vyora said.

"It turns out you're also conscious" I said.

"Why are you?" ask Vyora.

"Because of hate" I answered, briefly.

"I hate it all too" Vyora continued.

After that, we started to become close friends. Slowly we both started smiling and laughing. Honestly, Vyora was the first person who managed to make me laugh sincerely after a gripping night. Sometimes I wear a cheerful mask all the time.

We both kept secrets and understood each other. Never asked why our previous behavior was so cold. Not wanting to hang out, even hating everything.

One month. We were friends for only a month. Vyora's moving schools. He left without saying goodbye to me. I cried for his sudden departure. I don't think he thinks of me as a friend. But Vyora couldn't tell me.

Vyora must follow her mother. His parents are likely to get a divorce soon. But their marriage remains a year ahead. Vyora's parents always fight, and they also sometimes beat up Vyora.

Back then, a month before Vyora graduated from the Smp bench. Her mother and father are divorced, while Angeline keeps trying to get close to Vyora.

At first, Vyora did not want to be approached by anyone. But Angeline's nature reminds Vyora of me. According to Vyora, Angeline is a good version of Cara Callista. Because he knew very well the look in my eyes that contained a lot of hatred.

Meanwhile I was, a few months after Vyora's sudden departure. I still wear my fake mask. I still laugh like my old character, always making jokes, and sometimes go crazy in front of my classmates.

Until the moment I met Greysie. The mask I put on my face sometimes has sincerity in it.

Just like when I laughed sincerely with Vyora before.

Seriate...