I am so bored

I wasn't allowed to leave my room, not even for food.

I was lying on my bed reading You are the one for me by Mineforever6 and talking to some friends on Wattpad.

I couldn't watch Netflix or anything because my mum had all the subscriptions canceled.

I tossed and turned in my bed watching the minutes tick by when...

KNOCK KNOCK

Was it my mum?

No, she headed out just a while back and she said she wouldn't be back for some time.

So who could it be?

I decided to check it out.

I went out of my room and then downstairs.

I crept slowly to the door with the utmost carefulness.

Unluckily for me, the front door has no windows or a peephole, so I had to hope it was not some kidnapper or serial killer.

I weighed my options between opening the door or waiting for the person to leave, but curiosity got the best of me.

I got one of the kitchen knives near me and opened the door slowly.

"Be careful, I have a knife so don't try anything you'll regret."

I told the person with who I was about to meet face to face.

"Okay." he said.

My heart sank and the color drained from my face. The moment I heard that voice, I wanted it to be a dream, I wanted to wake up from this dream-ish nightmare.

"M?"

I asked stammering.

I opened the door and there he was standing in front of me with his hoodie and jeans.

His eyes were sunken as always and his hair was all scruffled up as usual. His lips lacked moisturizer but his voice was as enchanting as ever.

"Wanna take a walk?" he asked.

I wanted to say so much to him. I was filled with a mixture of emotions. I was both angry and happy to see him, frustrated but relieved, worried but calm.

These feelings were all mixed into a bundle and placed straight into my stomach.

"Hello?"

His voice snapped me back to reality.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"I asked if you wanted to take a walk?"

"Sorry, I can't I am grounded." I told him but I was actually thankful that I was because I didn't want to be talking to him, at least not anytime soon.

"I really need to talk to you about Central Park. I have been thinki-"

"Sorry I can't." I said cutting him off.

I began closing the door, but he put his foot before I could fully shut it.

"I know some information about the playmaker."

"What?" I asked him.

I could tell he said these things knowing that I would be interested. But I stood my ground, I didn't give in so easily.

"And... I also have some information on Dereck."

Dereck?

I completely forgot about the meeting I had with him, I tried my best to erase it from my memory.

"You didn't hear? He had gone missing on Saturday last week." M told me.

Saturday was the day when we had our 'date'. He had gone missing. Was it my fault? No, he had it coming after all he arranged for me to be kidnapped.

I needed to know. I headed upstairs grabbed my coat, looked at the clock hanging rigidly in my room, and went to meet M.

He offered his hand to me but I slapped it away, I wasn'there for any chivalry. I just needed answers.

We walked down a street opposite my house. I had around an hour before my mum came home so he had to be quick. I chose this street because I knew some people there so if he tried to kidnap me I was safe.

I was kind of being paranoid because it was the middle of the day and no kidnappings happen in the middle of the day, right?

We walked past some beautiful scenery.

Steady vibrant oak trees with a variety of species in them. We also walked pasted the most alluring garden ever.

M was quiet most of the time and avoided all eye contact. He was restless for some reason and was fidgety. His pace was slow and he stumbled on every step. I knew something wasn't right it felt off.

He kept staring at the tarmac and murmuring some words that I couldn't understand over and over again like some kind of mantra. And I hated it.

"Is everything okay? You brought me here to talk about the information you had but I haven't heard a single word from you."

I was tired of walking and we already wasted so much time on this walk. My legs were aching and my ankles were throbbing.

My words seemed to have snapped him out of a deep trance because he looked perplexed.

"Umm. I don't know how to say this." he began his voice became more serious and worried than usual, "Dereck is dead."

"What? If this is some kind of sick twisted joke it isn't funny." I told him.

"Do I look like I am joking?" he asked. His face was pale and weary.

"How would you know, if something like this happened, don't you think the school would have informed all of us at the same time?" I asked suspiciously.

There was a long pause. I could tell that he was deciding whether to continue or drop the subject completely and after a long-dreaded awkward silence...

"For me to answer that question I need to tell you about the information I have about the playmaker." he said.

"The playmaker is a figure who has the ability to kill anyone he wants at will, but if he could do it at will he could have easily killed us by now. Why do you think he hasn't? Simple answer he can't."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, but he ignored me completely.

"Have you ever wondered how a being similar to a Grim reaper kills. From the information, I gathered I have a simple answer... Hypnosis."

Hypnosis? How do you know?

"I know because I am the Playmaker."

WHAT, that can't be true.

"But it is, you can never stop suspecting someone, just because of a little kiss. I could kill you know if I wanted to, but if I did all the evidence would point to me. I hypnotized your little friend Dereck in the full knowledge that you would accept."

This side of him was sinister. His words felt like the embodiment of evil. He spoke about killing him as though it was a daily activity, but I still didn't believe him.

As though he could read my mind.

"If you don't believe me, Check out the News channel at 11 PM tomorrow."

And with that, he smiled and walked away.

Bewildered with this information I froze solid in my position. Was Dereck really dead?

Was M really the playmaker or was he just bluffing?

I stared in the direction to which M had walked.

Suddenly, I was awoken by the sound of my alarm clock. I had five minutes to get back home or else I will be mega grounded. So as I ran back home I asked myself.

WAS HE REALLY THE PLAYMAKER?

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