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There were many people getting off at the Jetblue
domestic flight exit from LA to New York.
Stewardess Jaime came out little quickly among the
people. It was because one passenger left his sunglasses. It was already
annoying to walk on these new pair or heels, because of that damn service and since
she was the newbie, she had to look for the passenger.
An idiot who left this new Gucci S/S sunglasses was a man who
sat all the way in the back in a window seat. The man who deeply wore a cap and
slept putting his head down. Jaime remembered the really pale side
of his face.
…How did he look like? Just plain jeans and white shirt.
Because of his plain atmosphere, she couldn’t remember how he looked like at
all. I remember people’s face pretty well… Jaime just didn’t think too much and
looked for the man in the cap.
“Excuse me!”
Jaime shout out to that man with a cap from far away.
That man didn’t stop, and Jaime shout out louder, “Excuse me! Your sunglasses!”
When she thought, not even only stupid but he's also deaf, that man turned around.
He looked puzzled but soon saw the sunglasses on Jaime’s hand and slightly
smiled.
“Ah. Oops, I’m sorry. I forgot about this.”
He apologized with a bright tone, but Jaime froze in
surprise looking at the man getting the sunglasses from her. She just stared at
him.
“You are that slut, no, Haley…”
Jaime murmured in shock and that man, Haley, didn’t even
get mad at her calling him slut. He just chuckled and waved his hand at her and
walked away.
Until her colleague brought out the luggage asked, “What’s
wrong? You didn’t find him?” Jaime just stood there for a while with a stupid
expression looking at Haley’s back.
“Did you know, that guy was Haley?”
“Haley? That delinquent slut?”
Did he swear at you? That crazy bitch. He walks around
well with the thing he did. Her coworker cursed at him.
“How was he? He’s not good, right? He was pretty when he
was little, but these days he’s so rotten.”
The coworker asked like she expected Jaime me to say, ‘Yeah.
He was totally the worst. He looked like he’ll smell like drugs!’ but Jaime
still had the stupid expression stuttered a little and said, “No, no well…”
“Still unexpectedly….”
“Huh?”
“No, well, I, I thought he’s still a celebrity…”
When he smiled, something was sparkling…. –Jaime covered
her blushed tip of her ear with her hand and glimpsed at the direction where
Haley disappeared.
Haley wore the sunglasses while getting out of the
crowd. He usually didn’t wear sunglasses unless it was too sunny, but he
realized why Tony prepared a sunglasses for him.
But calling a person slut in front of his face. While catching a taxi in front of the airport, Mason
thought he wasn’t sure if it was Haley’s fault for living dirty, or if it was
public’s fault for being rude.
“Please go to 119th Street.”
Instead of leaving right away, the driver looked at Mason through the rear view mirror.
“I feel like I saw you somewhere… Are you perhaps a
celebrity?”
“I did hear I look alike with Simon Wayne.”
Mason smiled and jokingly said it, and the driver
laughed.
“Simon? You are way younger and handsome, what are you
talking about?’
The taxi driver shook his hand and left the airport
feeling happy. He was keep glimpsing at Mason probably because he looked familiar, but
because he was wearing a sunglasses, he couldn’t figure it out and soon stopped his
interest.
Mason put down the window and felt the wind. A warm breeze
of New York air softly passed by his cheeks. When the taxi went over the
bridge, he smelled wet water. Because of the sun, the water was sparkling. A
song from the taxi radio gently hit his ears. ‘Don`t ask me why I`m crying….
cause when I start to crumble you know how to keep me smiling. You`re gonna
save me from myself. From myself, yes….’ (Christina Aguilera: Save Me from
Myself)
He leaned on the window thinking it’s pretty good to be
alive. With a good feeling, he pushed his hair waving by the wind to the back and felt a
stare on his cheek. When he raised his head, the taxi driver was looking at this
direction and got surprised and laughed.
“Because your atmosphere was so soft, I didn’t even
realized it….”
Are you really a celebrity? He tilted his head and asked,
and Mason put his sunglasses up and just smiled.
The taxi dropped him off at the entrance of 119th
Street. He paid with cash and got off from the taxi. He walked to the alley and
looked up the building where his house is. His house was two block away from
Harlem, and it was a small apartment located in 7th floor. This
building was built around when Haley was born, so it was old, but it was cheap
and manager was crappy. For Mason who rarely goes back home, it was a pretty good
house.
Mason grabbed all the mail from the mailbox in the
entrance of the apartment and pressed the elevator button. The elevator came
down with a loud machinery sound. Mason went up to the 7th floor and
looked around the inside little bit. While he was looking if there was any new
cameras installed, he tilted his head thinking, ‘….Don’t I not have to do this
anymore?’ He thought about it and realized Haley didn’t have anyone who would
abduct or assassinate him, and Mason who’s already dead doesn’t have it
anymore.
“This life is too comfortable. I can’t get used to it….”
Mason murmured to himself. He felt scared that Haley’s life
was too comfortable compare to when he had to fight for his life. Who cares if
somebody he doesn’t know call him slut. It’s okay even if people didn’t like
him. He doesn’t even know those people anyway… The elevator stopped by making a
loud sound, and he got off and murmured, “What did I do in my previous life that
made my life suddenly comfortable?” No, if this present life is Haley’s life, then the previous
life would be Mason’s life? …..It was definitely not a blissful life….
Mason felt like wives who get beaten all the time. He went
to his house feeling nervous about his sudden peaceful and comfortable life.
Located at the end of ‘ㄱ’
shaped hall way, room 719. Mason stood in front of the grey door and touched a
small gap on top of the door. Luckily Haley wasn’t that short, so he felt
something cold on his tip of his finger. Click. As soon as he opened the door, he
saw a familiar house with cold air.
Mason somehow felt strange and stepped inside. Just like
how he felt when he met Noah, but right now he felt a stronger déjà vu. Looking
at a place where he used to live with another person’s body.
“……”
Mason turned on the light and scratched his head. He did
talk bad about how Haley lived, but this side wasn’t that great either. Since
he came to his house in two month, the place was covered in dusts.
Mason skimmed through the mails and threw everything in
the trash, and he opened a drawer. Among the rusted keys, he took out a small
key and went to his bedroom and opened a safe under the table. In the safe,
there was a handful of small keys, and Mason took two keys out. With the one of
the keys, he opened the last safe in the closet.
Inside the safe, there were few fake passports he used
during the missions, little bit of gold, dollar, euro, yen, etc. He hand a
bundle of money from each countries. And there was another key. A key that he
took out under the table and this small key was from J.P. Morgan Chase bank in
New York safe. –The things that actual worth something are in there.
Even though he live this kind of place, Mason didn’t earn
that little money. Mercenaries are the representation of an extremely dangerous
and extremely high pay job, and he was a veteran who worked for more than 10
years. He earned higher than a pretty well going lawyer, and since he didn’t
really use money, he had an outrageous amount of money in his account.
Mason dreamt of opening a small café if he was born again
since a while ago. There was a small café when he was going through a worst
time, and the owner and his wife looked very happy and gentle. They argued a
little time to time, but he could clearly see they were treasuring, loving and
respecting each other. He was so envious.
As a mercenary, he made a bunch of enemies, so that kind
of peaceful life was actually a dream. This wasn’t something he could tell
people, but he thought this will be possible for Haley’s life. Obviously can’t be
like that couple….
“…..”
Mason bitterly rubbed his lips. He thought probably he’ll
live by himself for the rest of his life. He was really happy when he got married,
and he felt fulfilled and satisfied when he had a child. But when he lost all of those, the shock
was unbearable, so he couldn’t even think of meeting a new person.
Of course, if he meets a woman he likes, he might change
his mind. Mason’s type is a woman who's small and weak like she’ll break. Type
that he can protect and secure….
He took out magazines and DVD that he put under his bed.
It was his favorite porn star.
Money, porn, and among the guns he put in his drawer, he
picked Glock 17 that won’t distress Haley’s weak wrist and Colt M1911 that he
enjoyed using for a while.
Did I pack everything… Mason looked around and realized
he forgot something very important and went out to the living room. He packed
his wife and his child’s picture that was on the table in front of the sofa.
“……”
For the last time, he looked around the area
indifferently. He didn’t waste too much time and opened the door feeling
lighthearted.
“…...”
“……”
When Mason tried to walk out the door without hesitation,
he froze holding the door opened. It was because somebody unexpected was
standing in front of the door.
A bright blond hair and a beautiful face. Tall like a model and
perfect body and luxurious suit that fits perfectly. Sparkling atmosphere that
he was born to explain the word ‘luxurious.’ A man that did not even look like
he saw this kind of old apartment was standing there.
It was Noah Raycarlton.
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The song is called 'Save Me from Myself' and it's from from Christina Aguilera! I liked it haha
Did you guys liked this chapter? Mason and Noah finally meet by themselves! What will happen to them~? What do you guys think? Hehehehe
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