Halfway Through the Scale

Reconciliation leads to Temptation

Chapter Five

"You have to go to school pumpkin!"

The salt is tiny and rough as I continue to play with it by pouring it out on the dinner table. It slowly grows into a huge puddle of salt as I continue to pour more and more. All I need to do now is transform him into an ant, him and his family and friends, and drown them in a sea of salt. But beforehand, I'll cut them some small and some big wounds all over their bodies. Therefore, it'll be certain that not only will they drown from the heavy salt mounted upon them, but also the burning sensation of salt on their wounds. That way he too will feel my wreath of pain, and I will destruct upon his-

"Dot, come on. You have to go."

I guess that's fine, I was done playing with the salt anyway.

"Eh, what are you doing with the salt?" She asks while holding the salt and pointing at it. I place my chin on the table and allow my hands to let loose on the table as well. It's a garnet. The smoothness reminds me of the times I would sleep restlessly on here after hours of homework. It is oddly very comfortable.

"Dotty!"

I snap out of thought as I jump at her irritating voice.

"I'll clean it up."

"Not that. School!"

I don't even reply because there's nothing to say. I'm a social outcast. Not just from school, but from the world. I shamelessly gaze at my hands which reside on my lap. My big thighs, sausage fingers, over blown hands.

"Dotty?" She whispers sincerely. "What's going on? What's the real reason you don't want to go to school?" She begins to slither her way towards me, as she was across from me.

A knock on the door interrupts her voyage towards me. As she goes to the other room to reach the door, I quickly clean off the tears before she comes back.

"Hey Ms. Brooks."

"Hello Jasmine. Please come in, but don't stay to long. Dotty and I were just talking."

"Sure thing, and thank you."

They begin to enter the dining room. Mothers phone rings and she answers. She's a lawyer, so that makes sense. Jasmine sits on one of the chairs in the table, next to me. It's like I have two mothers.

"Your going to school." Jasmine states in confidence with her straight posture, her right leg crossed over her left, her hands firmly place in the table. How her small eyes manage to scare you.

"Uh.. Girls?" Mom asks while placing her phone on her shoulder. "No going out today. Dot is grounded until she decides to tell me why she's afraid of going to school." And she goes back to her client on the phone.

Parent logic. Will never be understood.

"Mom?" She just raises her index finger at me while she leaves to her office. Showing me her back more than ever before. I'm starting to believe her back is my new and improved parent, because at least this parent listens to me.

"C'mon." I say as I head towards the living room, and reach for my jacket on the coat hanger next to the door.

"I don't want to get you in trouble."

"Your gonna have to leave anyway, so might as well come with me." I open the door, where she goes out first. "By the way, you've always caused problems Jasmine." We eye each other, where we let out a laugh.

"I think my misgivings have given your mom insight that you even exist."

"Actually, make that her back. It pays a lot more attention to me than she ever did in my whole life time."