SILENT ECHO

chapter fifteen

"you are awfully quiet today, what's on your mind?". Clyde asks.

I didn't sleep last night and I didn't cry either it's about damn time I toughen up I will be eighteen tomorrow so I can get my own place to stay, but I think I will stick around the Allesandro's house a little more.

Clyde came to pick me up this morning, and yes he came late as usual. He's wearing a sweat shirt and khaki shorts. I have been avoiding eye contact with him, I get tingles whenever I look at him now.

"You are awfully talkative today, what's on you mind". I counter.

He smirks and glance at me.

"Why haven't you been picking my calls". He inquires.

Okay let's see , what do I say now. I can say my phone fell but Blanca answered the call so that lie is out the window.

"I didn't want to".

He hums "is it because of what happened in your room".

"Nothing happened in my room ".

I see his jaw clench. I thought he's the kind of guy that pretend it didn't happen.

"So instead of us talking about it you prefer we ignore it".

Yes sir

"What the fuck are you talking about"

"Why do you have my documents in your room under your fucking bed". He yells and slows the car down.

Oh so we aren't going to talk about what almost happened in my room , but how did he see the documents. Fuck

"You had no right to take them from my basement". He says and slams his hand hard on the wheel.

I don't say anything.

"I'm sorry,but I need it . I really do".

"You can't just take stuffs like that from my house, but I will forgive you on one condition".

Wow,that was easy.

I nod my head.

"You will tell my why this stupid document is so important to everybody".

I gulp a little and I explain everything to him and he stares at me blankly.

"So my dad was at the house, huh".

I nod

"My dad has a Library in the house,maybe we can check it out together. That name Theodora onyx , sounds very familiar".

"Alright let's do it"I say cheerfully.

       **************************

This is much of a Library than a museum, if I knew this place existed in my childhood days, I would have hidden in here Ace and Clyde would have died before they found me.

The Library or museum is located in the basement, there is a door further down that leads to the Library door. The door is red, like bright red and you have to use a code to open it. Clyde made me face the opposite direction while he opened it . But I don't mind because arguing with him would have ruined the whole " I'm cool with you stealing my stuffs and snooping around my dad's things kinda thing"

The library shelf is like 13ft high tall and very wide, they are alot of books, there's a ladder at the far end.

"Go to section B, you will see a book named Jason Maddox. That's where I saw that name".

"Like the Jason Maddox have a book named after him".

He stares at me blankly, I hate that stare. It makes me nervous.

" I hate when you stare at me like that."

" Like how". He asks , changing it into a glare.

"Like the way you are staring at me now, it's unnerving ".

He takes three steps close to me, and I stand still.

"How do you want me to look at you". He says and I can feel his breath on my neck.

I walk away from him and towards the shelf, I hear him laugh but I pay no mind to him. Whatever game his playing I'm good at it .

I glance at the shelves, but they all have an alphabet to differentiate the sections, so it wasn't hard for me to find section B. They are so many cobwebs around the shelf.

I find the book on the third layer of the shelf,but the book is soaked in dust, when did Clyde read this book?. If he really read it, it won't be this dusty.

The book cover is made of wood, and Jason Maddox is engraved on the book cover.

"Clyde I have the book" I yell.

" So bring it over here". He yells back.

I make my way back and I see him sitting on a sofa with a glare.

I jog over to sit beside him,but I make sure to put a distance between us. As my gluteal makes contact with the sofa I feel his hands snaking my waist and pulling me closer.

Okay?

"Should I start ?" .

He nods.

I open the first page of the book , and it reads.

           Dedicated to my beloved
              THEODORA ONYX.

I'm so confused, so my dad had a lover. I don't think it's capable for my dad to love someone.

I think Clyde notices, because he flips the next page.

It seems like chapter one is an autobiography of Jason. Chapter two begins with my dad talking about a ritual he forgot to perform. He is really distressed in this passage.

He was being oppressed as a black man in the USA, he wasn't allowed to go to school or to participate in anything and his parents were to poor and they died before he became a teenager.

"I don't think all this are necessary Clyde, we are just wasting time reading this book". I say turning to face him.

But he's sleeping, that makes me chuckle. I nugde him slightly.

"Are we done". He asks nonchalantly.

"We aren't, but it seems like you are. I can take the book home and tell you if I find anything".

He nods and takes my hand in his, we make our way out and he locks the door, it's dark outside, but there are no stars tonight.

" Will you sleep over?". Clyde asks looking expectantly at me .

But I can't, I need to go back to blanc's house.

I shake my head and he groans.

"Of course,well you can take your self home it's late and i don't feel like driving ".

Is he for real.

Well I should start now.

I make my way towards the door, but I'm immediately pulled back by him.

"So you can't even beg ".

I chuckle" when did you turn to blanc's"

He jokingly glares at me "call me Blanca one more time and I will throw you out of my house ".

"Touche".

"Let's go ".

______________________________________