Secrets chapter 3

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Chapter 3 When she woke up, she was, thankfully, with Juicebox. "You can't be obsessing over boys and dogs, you idiot! You have a world to save, and you know what happens if you try to bring somebody else over the time border." It was my Mentor, the one who taught me how to handle my life with the robots in my brain. Or really my robot brain. "I know," I told my Mentor. We weren't allowed to even know our Mentor's name, as it was one of the rules of the Contract. "Do you though, do you? You keep thinking about what's his name and not nearly enough about what you need to do. I don't want to have to reprogram you and send you farther into the past. Please. You don't need his love. You'll get lost. Keep away from him and it will be a perfect world. Hate him, if you can. And next time will be your third try. You know what will happen if you fail that." He never held back, and I knew he won for now. "Yes sir. I will try my best to keep away from Adri-" "Hey! Don't even say his name. That ruins part of it. He will be a nobody to you." "I have no idea who you are talking about." I would be crying right now, if I could cry. But I couldn't. I didn't have any tear ducts. Juicebox barked and I blacked out again. It was 4:20, only five minutes had passed with me being gone from this place. That was when I began to wonder how Juicebox was able to come to the future with me. I had a theory, but I wasn't completely sure. It was time to get home before my 'parents' got worried. I grabby Juicebox and started sprinting to our house faster than his small little legs could dream of carrying him. It was a cyborg thing. "Cassie! We were beginning to get worried sick! Where have you been? You look like you just sprinted into the future and back." My mom had always been one if the worrying ones. Little did she know, her guess was actually pretty accurate. "Mom. I'm one minute late. I did just sprint here because I wanted to play with Juicebox outside a little. You don't need to worry so much." "I'm sorry," my mother sighed, "it's just that we were so lucky when we found you we never wanted to let go of out perfect girl." "I understand mom. Now what's for dinner?" I asked. "Your favorite, Korean barbeque." My dad told me. I didn't know I my mom had planned on that, by the look on her face, but I didn't think much if it. It wasn't uncommon in our house. After dinner, when I was in my room, supposedly reading, I was really staring at the wall, thinking about my choice. I needed to choose, whether to break up with him myself and become depressed, or never even know I his existence because I continued to love him. Even though I knew I would end the works soon because my choice, I decided on option three, disable the part that lets my Mentor see what I'm thinking and continue to live a normal life for somebody in this age, by playing with Juicebox and loving Adrien.