||Hello Neighbour: A Better Timeline||

||Chapter 23: Scrap Yard||

The Doctor nods,"Yes; I can confirm: Your daughter has a clear case of OCD.", Charlotte and Alexander sighed, the doctor straightened up,"When did you notice any, signs that she had OCD?", Alexander glanced at his wife, clearing his throat,"Couple years ago; But every doctor we saw, we were told she was just being a kid.", Alexander changed that last part, they had called his daughter many hurtful things he never dared to repeat to her or his wife.
"I see, I apologise; Sometimes it's harder to diagnose things like Autism, OCD or ADHD/ADD in girls, but I have a few questions regarding what you're daughter and yourselves have told me."
Charlotte nods, the doctor flipped a page over on his clip board and tapped her pen,"Trinity, when asked about her old school, she mentioned she had a lot of trouble with teachers and classmates, and you've mentioned the same but also these incidents that made you move, correct?", Charlotte nods,"Yes.", the doctor nods too, twirling the pen around,"Right. . . I want to ask; These incidents, are you sure someone didn't. . . Put the idea in your daughter's head knowing she'd do something?", that caught them off guard, Alexander sat up and Charlotte's face became more stern.
"Excuse me?"
"You. . . Think her old classmates were saying things to get in her head?"
"Now, I'm not accusing anyone, people with OCD have intrusive thoughts and feel the need to perform certain routines repeatedly to relieve the distress caused by the obsession, to the extent where it impairs general function.", she said as she handed Alexander a leaflet that had everything about OCD in it,"And if the kids didn't know, they can figure out when someone's different and unfortunately use it against them; Hence why I believe these incidents, while yes your daughter did, not without someone putting it in her head.", Alexander and Charlotte remained silent as that all sunk in.
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Trinity sat in silence on the car ride home, her parents were quiet and whispering to one another.
"Ehm. . . Trinity?"
She looked at the mirror, her dad was looking at her,"Uhm; When those incidents happened, did someone. . . Or some people, tell you certain things that made you do it?", Trinity nods,"Yeah, everyone in class was talking about it, sounded a bit exaggerated as I look back but. . . Couldn't get it out of my head.", her dad nods, and the car ride was silent.

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"Okay, need a few pipes."
Ivan had a list of martial he needed for this project, it was gonna be big and brilliant!
He just needed to make a trip to the scrapyard, get what he needed, clean them and put them together!

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Okay; That's them all!
As Ivan dragged the last one into the pile, he noticed he saw Delory sat up at the top of the heaps of scraps.
Now; normally, he'd avoid Delory but, he seemed to be sad so. . .
"Hey, you okay?"

Delory turned his head, surprised to see Ivan climbing up to him,"Oh. Hey. Yeah, just needed to get out of the house.", Ivan nods, sitting down not next to him, but enough to give him space.
"Are. . . Are things okay at home?"
Delory groaned,"It could be better; I dunno which was worse, when he was a musician or when he's a Mayor.", oh this was about his dad,"Is he. . . Did he like, make you mad?", Delory rubbed the side of his head, clearly irritated.
"When doesn't he?! If he could stop playing music, for 5 minutes and make time for mom and I instead of surrounding himself with work, music and putting his stupid posters and trophies everywhere in the house to the point it feels suffocating to live there!", Delory groaned, resting his head on his arm.
. . .
"I thought you were happy to be the son of the Mayor and a famous musician."
"No; It's torture, there's always a downside to it like so many bloody events, fake people, blasting music at a ridiculous hour of the night and the list goes on.", Delory groaned, Ivan nods,"Your dad. . . You don't talk?", "No; He barely has time, but. . . You wouldn't understand, your dad is probably got all the time in the world for you while my dad is too busy sining and kissing that demon dog in a sailor's outfit!", well then, guess that really shows the frustration he's taking out on everyone at school.
Ivan cleared his throat,"Actually. . . My dad's not in the picture.", Delory turned to him,"Hasn't been for years, mom said he passed away when I was born so. . . It's just been me and my mom, but even when she's busy, we always take what time we have to spend it with each other.", Ivan picked up a pipe, examining it,"Maybe I don't understand, what's going through your head, but maybe I could; Your dad does care, he just works a lot and considering the last Mayor, he's got a lot to do to earn this town's trust again.", Delroy frowned,"People keep saying that, but what does it mean?", Ivan sighed,"You honestly don't wanna find out, but to make a long story short; Our last Mayor got arrested for some pretty bad stuff, like monstrous stuff; So, the towns all on edge and expectations are high for him to clear.", Ivan tossed the pipe,"I'd ask someone else for more details, but hey; If you want, when school's coming back; Swing by the club, maybe we could be . . . Friends?", Ivan smiled, slid down the scraps and rushed to pick up the parts, waving Delory goodbye.
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Delory leaned back, watched soke birds fly overhead.