Did you learnt your lesson?

It was calm, quiet and empty. Now that the mist has dissipated, he could finally watch how the town was made. All the houses were built the same way with two floors and a wall surrounding their gardens, all of them painted in white with some black details. Even the bigger buildings were the same color, although there were no walls.

He walked until he reached one house, the only one without walls. Everything was the same except for those protective walls, it was because of it that he entered when the mist was there.

He was tired of all the fighting, he was feeling the rush of the moment, as he felt the fear. He went in looking for a place to rest, he thought that would be a nice escape. He never thought about the people, he just wanted to fit in and rest; so when a girl showed up and didn't scream, he was amused.

She wasn't alone, of course, but she was warm and good, offering him water, food and a seat. She was afraid of the mist, of the war outside, however she wanted to help, she wanted for her loved ones feel good, be at peace.

He wanted to see himself in her eyes, he wanted to understand her and learnt. Until the noise came, the fighting outside was coming closer. They were together nothing more than a few minutes, still that was more than enough for him to feel warmth, peace and gratitude.

Fear crawled all over him, he couldn't be close to no one, troubles and sadness was everything he was able to provide. If he stayed with her, she wouldn't live through it, a heavy burden will become.

"Come out with them in ten minutes after I leave, put a mask on your faces and don't breathe the mist" he warned her, seeing they have some pretty useful mask in display. "If you walk to the north, you'll find a safe place."

With nothing more to say, he wore his own mask and came out to the mist, getting the attention of all that were close by, he lead them away so she and her loved ones could ran away.

Now that he was seeing the place empty, he wondered why that was the only house without walls, how was even possible for him to enter without breaking any window or lock.

"Maybe they let you in" the voice of his companion rang next to his ear, he didn't notice the other followed him, which was one of his usual habits. "But why? Why you wanted to be in? What were you looking for?"

"A place to rest, a place to belong, I guess," he answered plainly, there was nothing he could hid from him, he knew it pretty well.

"Have you learned your lesson? There's no place for you, no one for you" his companion moved behind him from one ear to the other, almost whispering the words that he had told himself already. The mist began to appear slowly, engulfing the houses little by little. "You don't heal, you can't help, neither give advice. You're empty and everything that comes near to you dies. You're made to be alone."

The words used to hurt him, even before his companion came to him, he knew that was the truth although he tried his best to overlook it, to think he could change. For fourteen years his only wish was to have someone who could understand him, like what he liked, want him as close as he could be, hear him when he decided to talk. Just someone to save him from his own mist and darkness, someone that couldn't be scare of his true self and all his flaws.

But the problem wasn't that there're no one willing, as his companion said before, he had an useless mouth, a closed heart and a protective wall casted in every weakness. He wasn't mean to be with anyone but himself, just his companion that was nothing more than his most hurtful thoughts and truths, the voice that always told him what he refused to see.

"Until my last breath I'll be alone. I know."