How To Get Away With Punching Felix

chapter 2

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I started to roam my house. It helped calm my nerve in the past, so it would be good to try it again. Jared wouldn't be home for a while so I wouldn't have to go to Fillmore prison to have a visit. I walked into the living room. There was the grand piano. I wanted to play, but the memories hit me to hard. I had tried playing in the past after the incident, but I cried too much. Maybe it was time to try again.

I looked at the beautiful piano hesitantly. Finally I decided to try. I st down on the piano bench, and started to play a song from pride and prejudice. I don't remember what the song was called, but I knew that it was beautiful. I started to play with more confidence. I closed my eyes listening to the amazing sound. Then I remembered her. And stopped. She loved this song. Mom. But it still felt wrong. I then noticed tears streaming from my face. I stood and walked out of the room.

"Marine, I am back, are you ready to go?" I heard the familiar voice that belonged to Jared. I turned around and walked down the long hallway.

"Jared, do I have to go? I hate going to that place. I hate seeing him." I said. He sighed.

"Marine. We have been through this. You may not like him but he is still your father." Jared said.

"But he is so... So evil!" I said.

"Marine." Jared said sternly. I sighed.

"Fine, but can I drive in my own car by myself? I think I am going to stop at the diner to study." I asked.

"Yes that is fine. Now come on we gotta go!" He said pushing me through the door. I hoped into my car, and started the engine. I then backed out, and Jared backed out right after me. It was kind of a long drive. It took about a half hour to get there. I decided to blast my music as I drove. I sang along with some of the songs, quietly as I drove, and drove.

Finally we got there. It was dark outside, and the stars and moon were shining brightly. I sighed as I stepped out of my car. "You ready?" Jared asked. I nodded. We walked into the prison. It smelled of floor cleaner, and really bad B.O. I wrinkled my nose, as the fowl smell reached my nose.

"Hello Marine. Your father will be out in three minutes, carl will lead you to the speaking room." Carol, the secretary said as I reached her desk. Carl, a police officer lead the way. He opened a door for me and I walked in. There was the chair, phone and glass that would separate me and my father.

"Thank you." I said to Carl. I settled into the chair and waited. Not long after, a police officer entered the other room, with my father. My father snarled at me, and sat down. We both picked up the phones connected to eachother.

"Hello, Arnold." I said. Specifically cold on his name.

"What do ya want you brat." He asked glaring at me.

"I want to leave, but I can't becuase I have to talk to you." I said.

"Well ain't that nice." He said. I glared daggers at him.

"You know, my life would be so much better without you." I said.

"You and me both, then Deliah would be alive." He said coldly.

"It wasn't my fault and we both know it. Man I'm already done talking to you. You are cruel and I hate you!" I said. I hung up, and stood. The police officer took my father by his arms.

"It's your fault, you're terrible, if you weren't so stupid it never would have happened!" I could hear him yell as I walked away. My hands were trembling. I flet like crying again. And because of that, I felt weak. I wasn't weak. But just like how my father, Felix, and everyone else have said. I thought that I was stupid.