The Vanisher

Back a few years ago, one of the world's most mysterious crimes ever committed left everyone stooped.
To this day, the goal and the criminal are still a mystery.
But, what people don't know what that the crime wasn't meant to be a crime in the first place.
The Vanisher, after many years, has returned with a mission, one that could change the world forever.


19. Tim

Tim's a character.

An interesting character.

He's definitely not like a lot of the other people I know.

He's different.

A good different.

I think.

There's just something about him that just makes him so likable.

Maybe it's his can-do attitude about pretty much anything.

Or that he can talk to pretty much anybody.

Or maybe it's because he's cocky when it comes to his playing.  Anything difficult, or high, or a solo, or improvising, anything to show off his skill, he jumps at the opportunity.

Or maybe it's because he's smart and dorky, getting good grades and referencing books or movies or TV shows.  Memes too sometimes. 

Or maybe because he's the only person who talks to me like a person, not an agent, or a monster, or an idiot, or the 'new kid.'

Maybe it's because he ALWAYS some cheesy, or nasty, sort of joke to tell, and how he always gets a cheeky smile before he gets to the punch line.  He always breaks out laughing before he can finish.

Maybe it's because he's a nice person.

One who hasn't been exposed to the darkness of the world, to the darkness that lies deep beneath my surface.

And I intend to keep it that way.

He has such a good life, full of great opportunities and memories, I don't want to ruin it for him.

He talks to me about 'The Vanisher' all the time, asking me what I think.

He always says how he thinks that 'The Vanisher' is just an untold story that needs to be heard, so people can understand fully what this thing is all about.

I sometimes want to tell him the truth, my story, just so he can understand.

But then reality hits me.

I'm stupid for wanting to tell him.  To ruin his innocence, his life.

It's selfish of me.

Him knowing would only put him in harm's way, and, besides, he's got a big mouth.

There's NO WAY he could ever keep a secret that big.

And he doesn't need to know.  

It's not his burden to carry, it's mine.

Some secrets you just have to keep to yourself.

They're not for anyone else to hear, to know, only for you.

Some make you happy.

Some make you sad.

Some eat you up inside until there's almost nothing left of that part you.

It's something you have to live with, and only you.

Sorry, Tim.

It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I care too much about you to let you get hurt, in more ways than one.

And, honestly, I just don't want to lose him.

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