Chapter 27: Chapter 27

After I came out Keir immediately showed up. What's up? We had no contact, but he knew when I was out. I immediately got into the car and arranged a seat.

"We're going to Blake." The reaction on his face changed quickly. Of course. There is a complete suction to them–I mean the soul.

"I'm just going to get some information about the black video," I added sharply quietly. I ignored him, straightened my hair and put on the pin Florence had given me. It's beautiful too, because I'm beautiful.

"Is it beautiful?" I smiled at the question and faced him.

"It's good, where did that came from?" It was good and he smiled too, I thought it would be like Florence, lifeless.

"From Florence," I replied and looked in the side mirror.

"Who is Florence?"

"The hotel owner, didn't you meet when you took me last night?" I asked while still looking in the side mirror. It's really beautiful, I thought it looked old -fashioned but it's okay, it's something I'm wearing.

"No, but he's probably ugly. His forehead is wide, his eyebrows are puffy, his eyes are sticking out, his nose is cracked and his lips are thick." I refrained from laughing to face him.

"Are you serious?" At this point I couldn't stop laughing. Seriously, just as Florence annoys me, this is how Keir makes me laugh.

"But...you look like him." I laughed while holding my stomach. My jaw hurts too.

"Looks like me? No, I don't look like anyone else." Its language is pretty serious.

"He's the one I always tell you that you look like. As in, what do you look like he is. I thought he was your twin," I explained here, but I could see in his face that he didn't want to believe. Why do they look alike, but don't know each other?

"We look alike?" He turned around and looked at what Florence had given me.

"That's ugly, doesn't fit to you." I stopped laughing and looked in the mirror.

"It's so nice, I really like it." I straightened my hair at the same time.

"Oh? So you like him more than me? Is it because we look alike? What? You love him more?" Disgusted question it and stopped the car. My mouth dropped open at what he said and my heart stopped beating for a moment. What the! What did he say?

"W-what did you say?" I try to calm down the ones inside me that are going crazy because of what I heard. This is obvious, but I want him to repeat.

"Nothing, here we are." Once out of it. I was left dumbfounded and confused. Seriously? Did I understand correctly? Is he jealous of Florence? But why?

"Let's go." Even floating I got out of the car. I still don't understand, I still seem to be deaf to my heartbeat too much attention. Ghad! I forced myself to calm down and go with the flow, Keir's smile returned, but I still try to smile. What is happening to him and does he want to confuse me too? I just really heard it wrong, because it's impossible. It's really impossible for that to happen.

"Where's that idiot?" This question as we enter the coffee shop Blake said.

"Quinn!" I looked at the person calling my name, he was smiling and waving at us so I pulled Keir over there.

"Get organized." I whisper here.

"Depends on what he does." I glared at him after he said this. But I hope he has nothing else to do, there are a lot of people here so many will see if he has anything to do.

"Sit down here–"

Blake was cut off from what he was about to say, after Keir tore it apart and he pulled my seat. Ghad! They don't look good. I am nervous.

"What's in the video?" I asked directly and looked at Keir, who was folding his arms and looking at Blake seriously. Blake took his eyes off me even more.

"What? You two are just like that?!" I asked annoyed.

"Sorry." They both promised and arranged to sit down.

"You're too formal, I already ordered three coffee lattes." Smiling promised it and handed it to us. I took it right away and drank it, but Keir didn't bother with it.

"So, let's talk about the black video." I even saw its shoulder shake.

"You're so different, you didn't care about things like this before. Did you get that from your weird partner?" There is a irony to this question.

"Blake, I don't have time for this!" I sighed.

"Okay, that's how it is." I looked at my hand after it touched it. I was even more devastated to hear Keir's chair move, so I immediately pulled my hand away and placed it on my leg.

"Sorry again." He said this and sipped his coffee. Shaking my hand I took the coffee, even though I hadn't finished it I was already nervous.

"I want to leave." Keir whispered.

"Just a minute. What exactly is it Blake?" He sighed and sat up.

"I don't really believe in that black video, but based on what I found out, this video comes from someone you don't know. The first time you received it, it won't play, but around 3:00 am it will it will play. " Quick explanation of it.

"So, it means devil hour? But how do we know that there are people who received it and from whom?" I asked and saw him take something out of his bag.

"Take a look." At once its landing a folder. I even looked at him before I opened it. I also showed them to Keir.

"There's the picture of the suicides, if you look, it's just normal hanging. But if you examine each one, you can see the mark on the side of their neck." I looked back at the pictures again.

"It has a resemblance to the previous cases, to that of the sucker." Keir said. I stared at the brand intently. He looks like an Illuminati sign, but the tip of the eye is sharp. You won't notice it right away because the rope mark is more dominant.

"If it was related to the first, they may have offered their own soul. If at first it was taken away from them, now they are the ones offering it themselves." Keir whispered as he stared at it.

"But until now we still don't know who will be the next to receive this video. We tried to find the video on the messenger of the victim, but it's gone. I stopped and looked at Blake.

"That means it's harder to prevent." I'm still in pain.

"Why are you so interested in this?" Surprise this question.

"Nothing, thanks for the information. But we're leaving." I was about to stand up when he suddenly extended his hand.

"Can we talk? We're just the two of us, I want you back. Please, Quinn give me one more chance." I didn't want to pay any more attention to what he said, but he wouldn't let go of my hand.

"Let her go, we're leaving." I even looked at Keir as he stood up and grabbed me by the arm to pull, but Blake wouldn't let go of me.

"Can you stay out of it? Weirdo." At the same time think badly of Keir. I looked at Keir and felt scared, this is how he looked at Blake when we were at the fair.

"Calm down." I try to cool the heat between them. But nothing shakes their minds. Ghad! Maybe they'll suck again. I looked around, they were all looking at us as if they were watching a scene in a movie.

"Let her go." There was a threat in the tone of Keir's voice.

"What if I do not want to?" Blake's answer was unwavering.

"I will burn you, even your soul." I almost broke my neck at the speed I looked at Keir. In his face I knew he was not joking.

"You're kidding–" he was interrupted by Keir's sudden slap on the table and the papers rose. My eyes widened as it burned in front of us. Blake's grip on me loosened my grip, causing Keir to pull me away. I could even see on his face the shock of what he saw. Even the people who saw what Keir did.

After we got into the car, Keir quickly pulled it over. I was still very close to the chair because of its speed, I was also very close. I no longer knew where we went, as long as I opened my eyes there was a big tree on the side. Silence remained with us. I also couldn't look at him directly, I wanted to ask why he did that, but I couldn't speak.

What could have happened to Blake? I'm sure that person won't stop me from questioning what he saw.

"Sorry." He broke into silence. I kept looking outside and not speaking.

"I don't know what's going on with me, I don't know how I'm feeling." I swallowed because of the speed of my heartbeat, I first let out a heavy breath before slowly looking into its eyes.

"But can you 'don't go away?' Don't be angry, please. I don't know what's going on with myself, but I don't want anyone else to grab your attention." Its language is chaotic. Let my brain and heart be confused by what he says. At first I was confused with myself which was even more confused by what he was saying.

I don't want to give meaning to these words, but if I continue to divert my mind, my feelings will continue to deepen. I know, I also know in myself there is. Every time I look into his eyes we seem to have known each other for a long time.

What is this? Why is it like this? Who is the man I am talking to now and who is the woman in front of him? I don't even want to think about it but I know behind these events there is a hidden story. But when? How much longer will it remain secret?