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Chapter Nineteen

I rolled around in bed. Finally, I couldn't force myself to keep my eyes shut a moment longer. I had been awake for a while, but no, I didn't want to get out of bed. I stared up at the ceiling and I swore that if I had heat vision, I would have melted a hole through the wall.

Everything that happened yesterday was still fresh in my mind. Waking up, the Tightrope, and getting the beating of a lifetime. I knew that I had been unruly with Slade. I can see why he commenced in fighting with me. What I couldn't excuse was the fact that he had no sympathy. I had just stopped crying, I mean, who doesn't notice when someone looks like they've just been crying? 'Apparently Slade,' I thought sarcastically in my head.

In the back of my mind, I hadn't exactly thought out what I'd do the next time I'd see him. So I guess all I could do was let events unfold and let my instincts and judgment carry my actions. The silent treatment probably wouldn't last long.

My mind started to argue with me. 'He didn't make you have a mental breakdown yesterday, you know.'

'He might as well have!'

'How?'

'He made me walk it!'

'Is it his fault that he doesn't know why you didn't want to?'

'No, but if I'm his apprentice, he should trust me a little.'

'Ha! That's a laugh.'

'No it's not! ... Fine, but he should have trusted me on something like that, at least.'

'You know how stubborn you are?'

'Oh I'm sorry, I'm acting like Slade again, aren't I?'

'I'm not having this conversation.'

''Who said I wanted it? You're the one who started it!'

'Robin's inner anger is currently unavailable right now. To leave a message press...'

'Fine, don't help me.'

So I couldn't argue. Looking at things logically was the next best thing. I guess what really was bothering me was how unpredictable Slade was and that he wouldn't listen to me. Why would he? He didn't care. All he wanted me to do was be his apprentice.

Minutes passed. I wondered why Wintergreen hadn't come in and brought in my breakfast. Maybe Slade was still mad at my behavior yesterday and was going to let me starve today. My stomach growled. I held it and sat up. 'No dinner yesterday,' I reminded myself. My stomach growled again. I got up and started to search the drawers for anything. Even water. I didn't find a single half empty bottle of water. Nothing. I bit my lip as I heard my stomach call out for food again. This time it was accompanied by a rumble that was caused by my stomach doing a flip.

I laid back down on my bed and pulled the covers back over me. Just as I did, Wintergreen briskly walked into the room. He set down the tray as always and lifted the cover. I didn't even bother realizing what the food was or wait to smell the food. I threw the covers off of me and jumped up to eat the food.

"Someone's a little hungry," He said gently.

"Someone didn't have dinner yesterday," I replied curtly.

"Things didn't go well, I understand?" He continued, quietly.

I looked up at him from the bowl of cold cereal I was currently shoveling into my mouth. Sarcastically I commented, "No, it was a wonderful day."

I went back to eating. For the first time, I was really glad that Slade had Wintergreen give me this much food. It always seemed like the equivalent of two meals. Normally, I never finished, but today I would. Wintergreen took something out of his pocket. It was the cube from the other day. He placed it on the desk.