CRUCIBLE OF REJECTION

Chapter 7

Enter  Captain Wyatt said.

Trekker wished that the voice he heard didn't do things to him but it was so deep and raw he wondered what it would be like to wake up to it.. he stopped his train of thoughts right there.

He inhaled sharply and exhaled..he really needed to find a new department.He entered the Office and looked around...there was a mirror,a very comfortable looking couch...a mahogany desk with a chair the Captain was seated in and two other ones on the other side.

Are you done looking around a cold voice said..he flinched involuntarily and recollected himself.

Sir..I...I....brou...ght..the ... paperwork you assigned...me Trekker said.

Took you long enough..put it down and leave Captain Wyatt said in the same tone.

Yessir Trekker said..he put the papers down ..he saw that the Captain wasn't looking at him but was busy in his phone...he must have a wife and kids by now Trekker thought sadly.

After you are done staring at me .. close the door behind you on your way out Captain Wyatt said without looking up from his phone.

Sorry Sir Trekker said and went to the door.

And hey Gyles

Yes sir

The police station isn't a place to sort out your feelings about your job... you ruined another potential candidate's chance to be here just because you wanted to work out your feelings...if you don't want to be here leave...there are other people who can fill up your absence Captain Wyatt said.

Sorry sir Trekker said feeling really bad..he reached for the door knob and left only to bump into another officer.

Hey watch were you are going The officer said.

Sorry Sir Trekker said still looking down.

What's wrong.. tough day with the boss... don't worry I don't know what crawled up his ass and died The officer said.

Probably seeing me..he hates me..I don't blame him...I hate me too Trekker said fighting back his tears.

Hey kid.. look that asshole in there hates everybody don't let him get to you because he is a shitty person..he is my best friend and I love him but he is too shitty sometimes..I apologize for whatever he said The voice said.

Trekker looked up to the Officer for the first time and his eyes widened in realistion..He knew this man..and he was pretty sure the man realized who he was as he felt him freeze.

Brandon Styles... Trekker whispered.

It's you kid... you kinda disappeared after causing quite a steer for my best friend back in high school Brandon said.

I'm sorry about that..I really am ..I promise he doesn't have to worry about me ruining his life now ... I'll stay away from him Trekker said.

You work together... what are you talking about Brandon said.

Not for long..it was nice seeing you again..and I'm sorry for back then..

You should apologize to the asshole I'm there not me...

I will..once I start learning how to speak to him without being scared..he really hates me..

Now that is not true..yes he hates everyone but he doesn't hate you...

He does..man my life sucks ...

Look whenever he's being a dick and you want to rant out..come to my office at the Third floor okay...tell them you want to speak to Captain Styles..

Third floor.. wait you are a homicide Detective and Captain...

Yes kid now wipe your tears people would think I'm bullying you..see you around kid Brandon said and went inside Captain Wyatt's office.

Trekker wiped his tears..he went to the toilet and stayed in a cubicle until it was time to go home..he looked at his watch only five minutes were left..then he remembered his phone was at his Captain...he sighed..he would just have to buy a new one and have a new sim card..it was a burner phone anyway...it wasn't like he was on any social media platform.. that had to change..it was time he bought a phone, registered a sim card and have his own bank account.. it's not like his ex family would hunt him down like he always thought and they probably thought he was dead.