Chapter 4

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The next morning I waited for him again. I actually tried yesterday after school but

Like always, he leaves in a hurry.

As I was waiting on the steps, someone unexpected parked in our driveway. It was Mr. Eister.

"Oh, good morning. What a surprise to see you here." I stood up as he walked over to me.

"Good morning, Serenity. I'm sorry for the intrusion. I just came to quickly check on Ronnie under his father's commands. How's he been doing?" he asked kindly.

I hesitated. "Uh.. Well…"

Mr. Eister made a face. "That bad, eh?"

I sighed. "More of less."

"Hmm.. Seems his attitude really hasn't changed." He touched his chin and shook his head. "That boy."

I sensed Mr. Eister had already predicted that it would turn out this way, in some manner of having Ronnie giving us hard time.

I began to invite Mr. Eister in the house when the door opened before us. It was Ronnie.

"Oh, Ronnie," Mr. Eister noted as he took us by surprise.

"Bill," Ronnie called out, "what are you doing here?" He gave off a little of an attitude.

Mr. Eister cleared his throat. "Well, I came to check on you."

Ronnie raised an eyebrow. "Why? I'm not your problem."

He nodded. "Yes, I know but I was ordered to come by your father. He's worried."

Ronnie rolled his eyes. "Worried my ass." He pushed Mr. Eister out of the way and began to walk down the steps on his way to school.

I turned to Mr. Eister expecting him to react but he just stood there, staring at Ronnie walk away. "That boy's attitude really hasn't changed," he finally concluded. "But…" He stayed silent.

"What?" I wanted to know.

"I can tell he's suffering."

My eyes widened. So it is true. What I thought exactly. "Suffering?" It escaped my throat almost in a whisper.

He nodded. "That's what the boy does when he's hurt. He refrains from accepting anything. Basically, he shuts himself away from his surroundings and tries to find ways to escape," he explained. "Like, when he was still living with his father, he would recklessly go out and get drunk and not go back home for days…"

Go out for days and get drunk. Wow, that is the opposite of what he does now. I really couldn't see him doing that here. I guess he found a new way of expressing his feelings.

Mr. Eister exhaled and looked at me. "Well, shouldn't you be heading to school too?"

I almost forgot about that. "Yes! Well, I'm sorry it has turned out like this," I commented on the whole dilemma with Ronnie. "Please, come inside. My mom is in there somewhere." I beckoned to the house and called out to my mom. She came over and minded Mr. Eister.

I ran down the steps and ran in the school direction. Fortunately, just like I planned, I still saw Ronnie walking.

I couldn't let my plans fail again today, even under these circumstances.

"Ronnie!" I ran up to him.

He didn't turn. He just kept on walking.

I was out of breath. "Ronnie… I'm glad I caught up to you." I panted.

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