The Program

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— The Final Day —

We sit down for our last meal together.

This is the final day.

Stakes have been too high for the past days, as well as drama.

A piece of roast and mashed potatoes sit on everyone's plate.

"Um, before we eat," Monica says. "Jack, I have a question."

Shit.

She holds up her hand and inside her hand is my briefcase.

No no no no no no. This is the worst thing that could happen.

"Can you please explain what this is? And, no more lies." She reaches to hold Daniel's hand.

Well, of course I'm going to lie. But this one doesn't seem that bad.

"Um, I hate for you to find out this way. But, I got ahold of a dealer and whenever I need a break, I infuse that into me. I know I need to stop, but it's addicting."

"This is entirely unacceptable Jack," she says, getting frustrated. "I know I'm not your real mother but this is not something we do in this household. Do you understand me?" She asks sternly.

I look down. "Yes ma'am."

"You're lucky we don't enroll you in therapy," Daniel says. "Legally, we can't really do anything to help or harm you."

At this point, this really does feel like a family.

During the rest of the dinner, I question if I really can carry out my mission. If I don't, I have a better place to stay, I can shut down The Program, and I have a great family, who I wish could still trust me after the things I have and will put them through. However, if I do, I'll end up successful as the top Program member, I will gain trust, be in line for the leader position, and even have some money for myself.

After dinner is over Daniel says, "It is family game night, so get ready."

"I think I'm gonna go for a run real quick," I say. "I need to clear my head. It has been a stressful week."

I walk outside and look at the house once more. It's so grand, but so expensive too.

I start to jog down the sidewalk as a small amount of real tears fall down my face.

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I pass by giant houses, taking in the breeze as it blows in my face. The wonderful outdoors is never the same at The Program. I'm always having to do something that involves murder, but this, this feels like home. A real home.

I attempt to shake away the thoughts but it doesn't work. I'm constantly reminded of the true feeling of the Reed's home.

I stop for a second to look at the sky. I start to ugly cry and my face gets drenched with tears. I can barely view the stars as my tears fill up my eyes.

"Shit!" I scream. "Why me?"

I let all of my anger, sadness, and stress out. I scream things I've never said before.