Though he didn’t actually commit any crimes. How lame! the voices correct their earlier statement.
“Ethan?” That name sounds familiar “Getting bullied because of crimes that you didn’t commit must suck.” I start to get a little lost in thought.
“Do you know me?” Ethan snaps me out of my thoughts.
Shit… I suppose one more person who thinks I’m insane doesn’t matter. At least he doesn't appear to be the bully type for obvious reasons.
“Also how are you so sure that I didn’t commit these crimes?” Narrowing his gaze he looks me up and down. I shrug. This is too much for me I want to go to my bed and sleep.
He must be in pain. There are several injuries on him.
“Can you stand?” I extend my hand to help him up. There aren’t too many wounds on his legs and nothing appears to be broken but I’m not a doctor.
Ethan takes my hand without hesitation. There is a store nearby. the voices inform me. They give me directions and I follow them. It’s good that they know what I wanted that makes things easier for me.
“I have never seen you around here.” Ethan notes. I guess he is here often then. It makes sense that he doesn’t see me here. If I have a choice I prefer to stay at home but if I get dragged out I tend to hang out at different places.
We are both walking together to the store. I make sure to walk slower so that he can keep up. If you ask me, it’s weird how much he seems to trust me.
“I happened to be in the area.” That’s a lie and the walk from here to the cemetery isn’t short either. I tell Ethan to wait on a bench and go into the store. I’m looking for things for Ethans wounds when my concentration is destroyed by the voices.
That hyperactive girl’s mother is a criminal.
“Is that why she left?” I wonder out loud.
No, that women simply is an asshole. The voices correct me.
“… I see” I take a deep breath “Why are you telling me this and why now.”
We need entertainment!! the voices whine.
“How about I throw you off a bridge how is that for entertainment.”
How many times do we need to tell you that we don’t have a physical body.
“I will find a way.”
After that the voices shut up. Well I find this pretty entertaining. I find all I need and pay before leaving.
Could have just stolen it. the voices complain. I start to work on Ethans injuries neither of us saying anything.
Fuck this is awkward. I’m done with Ethans injuries and he is now looking at me rather intensly.
“How did you know about all of this? Those guys didn’t tell anyone as far as I’m aware.” Ethan finally talked. I’m starting to think that he is getting blackmailed on top of everything.
He is those assholes are trying to pin their crimes on Ethan. the voices confirm my suspicion. They love to wait until I know certain things myself before telling me. Honestly it would be way faster if they just told me.
Also why are they calling Ethan by his name? They don’t tend to do that. They also love violence so why did they want me to save him?
“You seem pretty sure I didn’t commit any crimes. What’s up with that?” I sigh Ethan is not giving this up.
“You don’t seem like the type to commit various crimes.” Ethan still has that weird look on his face. I’m starting to have a bad feeling.
“You also don’t seem like the type to beat people up but look at what happened not even five minutes ago.”
“I wouldn’t say that I beat them up.”
Should have killed them. the voices complain disappointed with my choice. Ethan looks at me more curious now. Actually he seems to be looking at me like I’m some puzzle he wants to solve.
“Aren’t you scared that you will get in trouble? You could get sued or bullied for harming them”
“They won’t sue me and even if they do, I’m not worried.” It’s true I always have multiple ways to get out of trouble.
Otherwise you would have been executed ages ago. the voices agree. I don’t think I’m that bad.
“If you say so. Is that your real hair and eye colour? You have white hair and red eyes. Well slightly red it’s hard to tell. Did you dye your hair? I’m pretty sure that the blue parts in your hair are dyed. Pretty sure the white is dyed too but I could be wrong. You never know.” Ethan started to ramble. That is too much at once.
“Sorry but I have to leave.” I don’t give him a chance to say more before going back to the cemetery.
It takes a while and I curse the whole way. First because I fucking hate walking and second I left a murder investigation for this and apparently I am already a suspect to some people. Listen I know that children can kill people I had a few cases myself were the killers were really young. Additionally, the youngest killer in the world was like 5. However, I could fight with a door and lose.
Does this guy have selective amnesia? the voices whisper I think he is in some type of denial. they continue.
I arrive at the cemetery while the others seem to be giving statements. A police officer turns to me the second I arrive.
“You are aware that you can’t just walk away, right?” He is talking to me like I’m 5 and a horribly condescending voice.
“Sure” I walk to my friends.
“You are back, mystery boy.” Ava almost screams.
“Glad that you survived.” Kai jokes and Liam nods.
“I feared that you found another body.” I title my head
“I’m not that bad.” I don’t get an answer just three unimpressed faces. Deciding to not deal with this I go and look for things that could help with the investigation.
Ava and Liam start talking again and Kai goes back on his phone. I finally had some peace and quiet. Of course the universe hates me so I hear a voice after a while.
“It’s that guy over there.” It was Ethan.
“Why is he next to a dead body?” A second voice which I don’t recognize asks. I don’t want to turn around however accepting my fate I go over to them. There is indeed Ethan standing next to a girl with brown and pink hair. She looks cool.
“You can’t be here this is a crime scene.” The same officer which was talking to me earlier was now talking to Ethan and the unknown girl. He was still talking in that voice which makes me regret throwing the pipe away.
“What are you doing here?” I join them. Mostly because I fear that I might have to deal with another corpse if that girl’s expression is saying anything.
“Hello Ermine!” Ethan was waving at me enthusiastically. I don’t want to know.
You look like you ate a lemon! the voices laugh.
“Ermine?” Liam looks to me. Something must have shown that I was just as clueless because he didn’t look to me for an explanation anymore.
“Those things are really cute.” Kai joins he shows us all photos of ermines. Apparently, he got curious and googled.
“I think it fits you.” A second later Kais cheeks seem to heat up in embarrassment. He blushes really easily.
You are not better. the voices say. Fucking traitors. That’s not true.
“Omg they are cute! I can totally see it. You both also got white hair.” Ava squeals.
“Did you dye your hair?” Liam asks me. What is it with everyone and my hair today?
“The blue strands are dyed the white is not.”
“It looks nice.”
“Thanks” Thank fuck Ava kidnapped Liam or I would have lost my sanity.
You already did. the voices say with pity. Acting like it isn’t your fault, assholes I cuss back.
“They both have white hair and ermines are known for looking harmless but they are capable of killing threats way bigger than them.” Ethan adds his own opinion or rather explanation for my new nickname. I decide to not react to that statement.
“Who are you two?” Kai eyes them with suspicion. He looks even more hostile then when Liam first joined us.
“I have to ask you to leave since this is a crime scene.” The police officer who I have completely forgotten existed pushes us away until we left. We are now just standing in front of some shop.
“Did you adopt some strays. You usually are not the type to pick up random people.” Ava hangs from my shoulders. Though she quickly decides that Liam is a better target.
“I’m Ethan, nice to meet you.”
“I’m Myra” Well I at least know her name now. It was a weird to constantly to refer to her as the girl.
“I’m Ava! It’s nice to meet you too.”
“Hello, I am Liam.”
“Kai.”
“I’m Noah.”
“How do you know each other?” Ava still has too much energy.
“I don’t know him.” Myra says her voice is monotone. Though I think that's her default way of speaking.
“He helped me.” Ethan says he looks a bit like a puppy. Ava gasps dramatically.
“Oh my, how nice you are! I can’t believe my little baby brother is all grown up. Finally going around and socializing on his own.”
“We are the same age.” We both punch each other. I didn't even do anything! Why am I getting punched?
Kai looks at me.
“What did you do?”
“Why are you asking me like I did something wrong.” Before our conversation could continue Ethan injected.
“He just suddenly appeared! He knew things about-” I slap a hand over his mouth. Everyone seems perplexed by my action except for Myra. It’s like she is looking into my soul. Creepy.
“I think we should leave. Don’t you have kick boxing today, Ava?” I change the subject and said girl suddenly jumps. Did she forget again?
That must be a new record. the voices laugh.
“You are right! What would I do without you.” Ava fake cries using my clothes to dry non-existent tears.
“You are joining me today.” She declares to Liam before running off. Even though she seemed a bit hesitant it appears that she wants to spend quality time with Liam. If you ask me, I’m not sure how good using someone as punching bag is to strengthen a friendship however I also think she has some pend up frustration. Looking to the side I notice Kai looking uneasy. He catches my eyes and opens his mouth but gets interrupted by a phone call.
“Wait a second please.” Kai goes a bit away also very hesitant to do so.
“Would you like to join us at a café?” Myra asks me.
I don’t think she blinked even once during this whole interaction. the voices seem to shake.
Stranger danger is apparently no longer a thing.
“No thank you. I still have some things I need to do.” I will try to stay polite and just run.
“We would pay and you could get whatever you like.”
Before anything else happens I want to say that free food is worth the possibility of getting stabbed. While my family doesn't struggle with money, especially since they started to work more to avoid me, getting free things don't hurt. Most of the time. In addition the café, which we ended up going to, is really good.
“How is it?” Ethan leans towards me when asking this question. If he were a dog his tail would be hitting something from the aggressive swinging. It’s almost like he has stars in his eyes. How did I get here again?
This is your own fault for going with strangers. the voices chastise me. However they are perfect targets for pranks just imagine- As soon as they started going on their usual rant I tune them out.
“You are distracted.” Myra notes. I turn my attention to her.
“Sorry.” She doesn’t answer me. Ethan on the other hand is still talking about something.
“I really like animals. I immediately thought of ermines when I saw you because while they are cute you don’t want to be their enemy. They are known for being ferocious hunters.” Myra then decides to add in her own 2 cents.
“Also you both are small.”
“My hight is perfectly normal thank you.” I feel offended by the following silence.
“Anyways did you know that weasels and ermines are the same thing since they both are genus Mustela. Other animals who are part of this family are mink, polecats-“ he suddenly cuts himself off. “I was rambling, sorry.”
“It’s fine.” I don’t really care while it can be overwhelming, I’m quite used to it because of Ava. Most of the time. Myra looks like she softened a little though she looks just as dead as before. So I could be mistaken.
“You can continue if you like, Ethan.” She didn’t even finish talking when Ethan lights up and starts to name more animals of the Mustelidae family.
“All that aside you are almost like an all-knowing god!” Now that escalated quickly.
He knows talent when he sees it! the voices arrogantly agree. All I know is that I either need patience or a gun. If there truly is a god out there please help me.
All that aside how did he jump to that conclusion the things I knew weren't that strange, right?
“And what you did to those guys! I wish I could defend myself. No one ever comes to that alley so I was really surprised when you showed up. You knew I was there, didn’t you?” I look to Myra for help but she just ignores me. I take everything good I said about her back.
“It truly is a miracle that you were there. You also seemed to know Ethan beforehand.” She joins in. You weren’t even there!
How did this happen?
"I think I should leave." and you should get help. Ethan doesn't stop.
"I know it seems weird but I'm sure you know more than you admit. I can't really explain it but I know more than I should too. Though probably in a different sense than you." The voices are saying something too. It's too loud. Ethan isn't making any sense and Myras gaze is giving me the creeps. It's not a threatening or harmful situation but I want to leave. This is Ryans cafe, right? Why am I not sure. I know I checked.
Bro is getting double amnesia. the voices say. Not. Helpful.
I can leave. They aren't holding me down and don't seem like they would restrain me. So why am I not fucking moving?! Am I even breathing. Why is everyone talking?
"-nah. Noah!" That's Alex. Why and how is he here?
"Alex?"
"I was nearby and saw you. If you were about to leave I could bring you home." Alex offers me. Thank fuck. I will never complain about Alex messing up my hair again. I realize I still need to talk so I force my mouth open.
"That's perfect I was just about to leave" I grab my stuff and walk away. My hands hurt a bit seems like I unconsciously gripped my clothes.
"Wait! Here" Ethan hands out a paper with a number on it. It's most likely his. Alex takes it for me. He gives the paper a look and then gives a strained and obviously fake smile before leaving without saying a single word to the duo. Ethan seems unbothered but Myra is eyeing the knife besides her a bit too much.
Sometimes I wonder how they are related the voices muse. Ethan and Myra look similar, so I already assumed that they were related- Wait you met them today why are you surprised.
"Are you okay?" Alex forces me out of my thoughts.
"I'm fine."
"Sure you are. So do you look like you got hit by a car on purpose or what’s up with that?"
"At least I don't look like an emo." Alex hits me on the back of my head.
"How many times do I have to tell you I'm not an emo. Do you need glasses?" I hit him back.
"Not as desperately as you."
"Who was that boy?" Alex asks me out of the blue. His eyes look weirdly cold.
"Just some random guy I met. His name is Ethan." Alex hums before stopping.
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