"12"

"You heard that, Yohan? The omega is asking for our names." I heard the beautiful man whisper to the brute looking man whose name is Yohan. “Should I tell him?”

“You’ve already given my name out, idiot. Just answer the question for yourself.” The man named Yohan grumbled.

The beautiful man looked at me and gave such a dazzling smile. “My name is Blue.”

“Blue. Like the color?”

Blue smiled. “Yes. Like the color.”

I looked around and remembered what had happened before I blacked out. How long have I been out? Damn that Ahbaya. She didn’t have to do that to me. Frustrated and all, my thoughts slipped out of my mind again. “That was fucking uncalled for.”

“What is uncalled for?” Blue asked, looking at me with wide eyes.

“Nothing.” Was my answer. Something too short to dodge the bullet I’ve set up for myself.

It took time for me to realize that these two weren’t strangers. I wanted to ask how they know my name — but maybe I was screaming it out unconsciously from the dream I just had.