Date: Unspecified
Ti: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Lil Red Storm Realm, Freedom galopolis, Dalie’s Penthouse.
Seeing Dalie get busy returning the Freedom galopolis back to its original state, and Dredre resting in my hair, I turned to Corey and eyed her, waiting for her to state what it was that couldn’t wait and needed my attention urgently.
"Wyatt, I want you to help the Southern Royal family with their smuggling problem at the way beyond," Corey demanded, gathering her courage, the mont she felt my gaze on her.
"Took you so long. First, congratulations on becoming one with your darkness. Good to see that the dication I prescribed to you worked fabulously. And secondly, I think you should talk to the Southern Royal Family about this first. If they are willing to agree to my fee, I have no problem getting started today," I happily congratulated and answered Corey in relief.
I was relieved to see that she had successfully made her darkness a part of her. Turns out, the reason for her impatience was that she was done being on the fence about asking for my help with her parents’ issue. Knowing enough about all four versions of her—Corey Bright, Earth Corey, Corey Park, and Agony, I knew that the topic of her parents was a very sensitive one for her.
No wonder she acted the way she did earlier. I bet she cannot wait to et them but wouldn’t, not wanting to waste the decades of ti her parents poured into this single mission instead of being with their daughter. If she left things to take their natural course, Corey didn’t know if she would ever get to et her parents again, so she turned to her trusted boss, , for help.
"Thank you. I can see and understand things a lot clearly now. Especially, its is a lot easier for to let go of things now.
"Thank you for tolerating all my antics these past few months and not giving up on despite making it easier to do so.
"Wyatt, you have been a true friend to even when I wasn’t. I honestly have no idea how to repay you but if there is anything just say the word," Corey gratefully expressed the gratitude she felt towards for being there for her at her lowest, especially considering there were too many reasons for to dump her.
"Really?" I said as the gap between my brow grew narrow. "You honestly expect to believe that you have no idea how to repay ?"
"What are you getting at?" Corey asked in confusion, though the glint in her eyes told a different story.
"You know what I am getting at," I remarked emotionally, causing my voice to raise.
"Oh, my God! I can’t believe you are bringing this up now. You promised , Wyatt. So, let’s just drop it here," Corey exclaid, no longer feigning ignorance about what I was talking about.
"I know what I promised. I only brought it up because you said you had no idea how you could ever repay ," I defended my non-existent honor by showing Corey what she actually was, a hypocrite. "You can keep your fake gratitude to yourself."
"Don’t tell you only tolerated , stuck around, and helped because you wanted this all along?" Corey uttered in shock, wondering if her friendship with Wyatt was ever true.
"You really think so little of ?" I asked, a little appalled, taking offense at Corey’s accusation that I only beca friends with her because I had a crush on her mom. "For your information, if I only befriended you for that, I would never have made such an asinine promise to you."
"Regardless of what you say, if your past is any indication, I wouldn’t put it past you," Corey argued, knowing that her friend was way smarter than all versions of her put together.
"How dare you? I thought you were my friend and sacrificed my love for you," I yelled, stepping toward Corey threateningly, who didn’t back down, instead smirked, "Stop calling your hormonal accumulation ’love.’ That’s downright disgusting, Wyatt. Also, you sacrificed nothing. My mother never loved you. She thought you would take the hint, but your creepy ass forced her to actually say she needs her space. Wasn’t she obvious enough, Wyatt? Stop being a psycho. It’s pathetic."
"I’m not the psycho, you are. You are the one calling soone a decade older than you your mom. I think the pills I prescribed you to beco one with your darkness didn’t work. Co here, I will fix you for good," I said, trying to grab Corey and give her a good whooping, but she yelled, "Wyatt, touch and I will tell her that you tried to assault ."
"Like she will believe your ungrateful lying ass," I said, grabbing Corey’s wrist only to hear her confidently say, "Maybe not the old , but how sure are you that the current can’t convince her?"
"Screw you," I said, not wanting to take that risk, only for Corey to put her arm around my shoulder and try to persuade , "Forget about her, I will introduce you to my godmother. She is a looker. I have a feeling you two will hit it off."
"You are crossing the line now," I warned, knowing she was actually using Anna, her godmother, to tell that maybe what I felt toward Susan wasn’t love if I felt the sa way toward Anna.
"I’m crossing the line? No, you are! You are breaking the rules of monogamy. You can’t catch two fish with one hook, Wyatt. You have to let one of them go. And as far as I know, my godmother is very stubborn and always gets what she wants. In the end, I am just looking out for my mom," Corey explained calmly, pointing out to , I was playing a dangerous ga, and she didn’t want Susan to get hurt because of it.
"..." I found myself unable to argue against Corey’s argunt because I hadn’t made up my mind and was just following what I wanted at that mont, putting off thinking about the future implications of my actions.
It dawned on that, be it Susan or Anna, before I approached either of them, I had to make a decision. Otherwise, I would never be able to truly move forward with either of them.
I was astounded that it was Corey of all the people who made realize this simple but tough truth. It seems the pills I prescribed to Corey not only helped her beco one with her darkness but better use the mories she gained from her origin card. Because this Corey was a lot wiser than the one I befriended. Far better than the one who guilted into promising that I wouldn’t date her mother ever. I promised, thinking Susan wasn’t actually Corey’s mother, but now my non-existent honor was getting in the way.
Seeing glance at her in astonishnt along with a impressed look, Corey proudly rubbed her nose with her finger and mocked, "Don’t tell you fell in love with too."
"In your dreams, psycho," I retorted, thinking now that Corey was cured, calling her psycho wouldn’t be considered insensitive.
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