Careless (completed)

Chapter 33: Chad can make voices

Lily's pov

I was at the kitchen with Selene. I offered her tea and some biscuits then sat beside her to talk.

"How is Lucy, now?"

"She's...better." I swallowed.

"I think you know by now that she and Chad are friends."

"I remember you told me bad things about your son."

"And I'm still telling you. He makes her do bad things. He encourages her to run away and hate people. Bad influence."

"I don't know what happened to that kid. Before you adopt him he was this sweet little child who always cared about her. They drifted apart, she didn't know him anymore."

"But HE did."

"He changed. I just don't understand what's the sudden friendship. "

"He surely has something in his mind. He even didn't show up at work today and God knows why."

"He can't take responsibilties, can he?"

"He can't. He would've got arrested if I wasn't harsh on him."

"Teenagers! You never know how they think."

"A friendly tip? Keep Lucy away from him. It's better for her."

"Mom? Are you here?"

"That's Lucy."

She walked in and seemed surprised to see Selene in here.

"Oh. I didn't know you have guests."

"Hello, Lucy. I didn't see you at school today."

"Yeah, um...I was...busy. I went to a trip. It was urgent. Sorry principle."

"You came early, honey. Not what I expected."

"Yeah. Something happened. Later mom. I'm gonna go upstairs...Let me know if you needed me."

"okhay..." I said.

She carried her bag and went upstairs while untieing her jacket furiously. I have to know what happened.

"Do you know, Lily, that one time I busted him catching drugs. He claimed it wasn't his. And kept denying it."

"Maybe it wasn't."

"Seriously?"

"Lucy began to remember."

"Wow! Tell me about it."

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Lucy's pov

Like if the day wasn't bad enough my school principle is having tea in our kitchen and talking shit about my friend!!

I know Chad is not that bad. I can prove, but I don't have to. And beginning to explain this to mom will never end up right. She believes this Selene woman and she thinks I'm crazy. So, in a scale from 1 to 10, the chances of believing her own daughter is...one. Probably two, but not more than that.

Besides, I'm the one who puts him in trouble all the time. He's just ok to risk it with me. The fact that I had a fight with my boyfriend because of him, can't be neglected. It ment he really means something to me.

Anyway, the message of the phone guy is almost creepier than anything he'd ever sent me.

'Dogs bark and you hear them but you don't care to listen. Trees grow and you see them but when one falls you notice.'