Chapter Sixteen
Justin's mad at me. I admit, my mind wasn't really natural earlier and I may have said things or acted like a jerk. But it's not a conspiracy. That rodent of a man tried talking to me last night. I calmly told him to go away. There is nothing that will change my mind. My mom taught me to have an open mind on these things when I was young. She said that it was always good to figure out a person's mind very quickly and use it against them. I later learned, it was called manipulation. I never had a purpose to use it, but now I do. I have an actual goal. I have to get together with Justin, get rid of the rodent, and destroy anyone that tries to get with Justin. For my mother's sake, I'll make everything right.
I think I should call Justin. I don't want him to be mad at me. It makes me depressed. Yeah, I'm going to call him. I climbed out of the cabinet that I never left and stretched my legs. My legs were a little weak at first and my right leg was asleep. After that was done, I went down to the kitchen and grabbed the phone. I dialed Justin's number and waited for him to pick up the phone.
“That you Dylan?” I heard Justin ask.
“Yeah.”
“I'm going to assume you're out of the cabinet?”
“Yeah. Look, Justin, I wanted to apologize for my behavior yesterday. I wasn't thinking straight and I just needed some sleep. I was just angry and depressed. I put the blame on someone else and I thought irrationally. I'm sorry.” There was a pause. I wondered if he believed me. “Justin?”
“Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about what you said. I'm quite surprised. How are ya feeling now?”
“I feel like crap.”
“Well, don't get too depressed. It's all right to feel like crap, but I'm sure you're mum wouldn't want you to remain depressed forever, so try to keep your pecker up.” Wait, what? Keep my pecker up? My pecker?
“Tell me if I heard you right, my pecker?”
“Yes.”
“Yo do realize what you said, right?”
“Yes, why? Does it mean something bad here?”
“You've been here for seven years and you have no idea what pecker means? It's teen slang for dick.”
“Oh man! I didn't mean that, I h, I simply meant to cheer up. That's what it means. Ah god!” I couldn't help it, I laughed a little. I could tell he was blushing. This is one of those moments when I was so happy that Justin was British.
“It's okay Justin.”
“I feel awkward right now.”
“I'm sure you do.”
“Can we talk later?”
“Sure.” Then there was silence. He bought it. I'm happy Justin isn't mad at me anymore, which was the point. Justin would think I was irrational, it would keep him safe. It would keep him from getting into the danger's of that man. That was when I knew someone was in there with me. I frowned, thinking it was him. I turned around and saw Max. Father wasn't anywhere. I was okay with Max, if only because he hasn't screwed me over, but I don't talk to him much because he would surely report it to father.
“I see you've come out of your room.”
“I have.” Because that' not obvious or anything.
“How well do you know of your mother's childhood?” Oh great, more questions about my mother. When will they just give up on it?
“I don't know much. Only that she got pregnant in her teenage years with father. I didn't dwell on it because a person's life is there own.”
“So,you wouldn't know about her parents?” Stupid question day. Today was stupid question day.
“What do you want?” I may not have hated him, but whenever I talked to him, I felt like he was talking right into my soul. He made me uncomfortable.
“Why do you hate Zander? You were fine with him before you knew he was your father.” Max stepped closer to me. I realized I still had the phone in my hand, so I put it back on the receiver.
“He was a nice, sane, normal stranger. He wasn't trying to get into my pants. So I liked him. I thought he was some sort of lost love to my mother. But the fact that he was a stranger to me is what really pisses me off. I didn't know him.” I didn't want to continue this conversation, I was finding it annoying, so I walked past him and headed out the door. I don't know where I'm going. I'm just going.
“Dylan, wait!” I didn't stop at Max's shouted command. I ignored it and kept walking.
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