“This city, not so much. But this place is fine, I think.”
“It's something, I guess.”
“Thank you for bringing me here.” I said after a few moments of silence.
“It's one of the few places I go to when I need to think. Not that I ever get much of it done, mind you.”
“Ah. I don't blame you.”
“Good idea. And I see that look in your eyes. You want to know how I got the scar, right? Why else would you keep looking at it?”
“Does it bother you to talk about what happened?”
“I won't push you, then.”
“I've always kept this to myself. Hawk avoids mentioning it or...what changed because of what they did to me.” Her voice was low and barely a whisper.
“It's like she even denies what happened...” She added moments later.
“Who do you mean and what did they do?”
She look a deep breath and looked down.
“They fucked me up, White.”
“Do you mean another group, or something?”
“No. I'm still not sure who they were or what they were trying to achieve. Even government programs are run better than that.”
“Oh...are you talking about...” I mumbled before my head started to hurt.
Several memories flashed through my eyes. I'd tried to hard to forget what happened and I'd been lucky that I had up until now. I recalled being in a similar scenario like she'd described. Even though her words had been rather vague, I had a good idea what she was talking about. I just had to be sure.
“You okay?” She asked as she turned to face me.
“Yeah...I think I went through the same thing a long time ago. I can't remember too much about it, though. I forced myself to forget...and I did until now.”
“I'm sorry, White.” Black stared into my eyes.
“No, it's okay. I can't keep running from it, I guess.”
“Did they have something to do with the scars on your face?” She came in closer and ran her fingertips along my cheek where some of them were.
“Um, no. Someone else gave me those.”
“Who?” That concerned look came to her face again.
“I don't know her name, but she had these intense green eyes and red hair. I think I might've run into her a while ago in fact. She, uh, has a thing for knives.” I said as I tried to remember what happened.
Black was silent for a moment. Her eyes then turned to anger.
“I know who you're talking about. She's killed several of our members before. Apparently, she also has history with that facility, as well...I can only imagine what hellish trait they've given her.”
“I couldn't really notice anything the last time I saw her. Then again, our encounter didn't last very long.” I looked down at the similar scars on my hands.
“We call her Red. We have no idea what her name really is, of course.”
“Something certainly felt off about her, that's for sure.”
“If she's still around, we might need to be more careful.”
“Someone like you considers her a threat?”
“Sorta, yeah.” Her eyes were glued to mine.
“I take you want to talk about something else?”
“Well, uh...before you went to sleep...” She broke her gaze away out of nervousness.
“Oh, right.” I did the same even though I was amused with her reaction.
“It's okay if you don't want to, White.”
“No, I...I want to...” I took one of her hands in both of mine.
“Really?” She looked doubtful.
“Yeah, I have for a while.” My thumb slid over her hand gently.
“O-oh. You must really like me, huh?”
“I...more than like you, Black. Much more than as a friend.”
“I honestly didn't have any idea. For a while, I just thought you were trying to get close to me so you can, uh, drive a blade into my back.”
“You don't believe me still?”
“I'm not really sure.”
“Here, I'll show you.”
I took a step closer and kissed her on the lips. She instantly tensed up, but I soon felt her arms wrap around me. We stood in each others embrace for what felt like forever.
“You taste like chocolate.” She suddenly said, breaking the silence.
“Is that a good thing?”
“Of course. And so are you...” A sincere smile came to her face and she held on tighter.
I had to squirm out of her grasp because it got a little too tight for my liking.
“S-sorry?” She seemed confused.
“You obviously don't know your own strength.” I laughed nervously.
“Oh, right. Sorry about that.”
“No no, it's okay. When I first saw you, I had no idea you could be so loving.”
“I can't say it's easy, White. To trust someone again.”
“Hawk did mention that I wasn't the first.”
“Of course she did.” Her voice was bitter.
“What happened to them?”
Black looked away from me and out into the now illuminated scenery.
“Some other time, alright?” She said after a few minutes.
“Alright...” I sighed.
“Let's go back.”