I Have No Excuse

Untitled Part 31

And here we go. I sighed. I was hoping that I would never have to come back here after stealing the puzzles and saying goodbye to Nancy, but things never seemed to work out in my favor. One call to the house and a small chat with Liza on how things were going and I had the date of when my parents would be back in town. The Never call mom and dad when they were away rule was still very much in place and I didn't need to piss them off when I needed something. I had called them with complaints with their attempts to bait me many times and Blaster had told me over and over not to call them and just ignore it. I couldn't help hesitating. I felt ridiculous. I was in the closest thing to neat and classy clothing wise that I had and standing at the front door staring at it like it was my worst nightmare. Another sigh and I was knocking on the door. I didn't have to wait long.

"Jazz. What are you doing here?"

"Hey, Liza. I need to talk to my parents unfortunately. Do ya think ya could ask if they'd be willing to grant me an audience and all that rubbish?"

"What did they do now? You know you don't have to react to anything they say or do. They'll leave you alone eventually if you quit reacting."

"That's easier said than done. But this time I need a favor. It's not about Them."

"A favor? You don't want to go down that rabbit hole. You'll never come back up."

She looked horrified and I couldn't really blame her. But I had to do this. This guy was trouble. I needed everything I could on Shane Leach. The guy was arrogant and cocky. A real bastard and whoever he worked for was a mystery and was never brought up by name. No hints to gender. Prowl had to know him from somewhere with the way he was acting and it wasn't good.

"I know it seems bad, but without a little help the mers where I work are going to be is some serious trouble. It's not good."

"There has to be somewhere else you could go."

"We need some strings pulled, Liza, or we're gonna sink and the mers are gonna suffer."

She sighed and seemed just that much older from her expression of worry. "Don't get yourself in too deep. Be careful. Please."

"I will. I promise."

Then she stepped aside and allowed me in. I sat in one of the chairs by the door and she ascended the staircase. I looked around. Nothing had changed a bit not that I expected it to. It was dull. Too perfect. It didn't look lived in down here. It looked fake. Like a perfect dollhouse. Our bedrooms were the only things that looked and had a homey feeling. It was why I never took friends home. It was too cold here. There was always this expectation even when they were gone. The one time Blaster was here he came of his own accord when I didn't text him during the day when I didn't go to school. I always texted him at lunch when I stayed home. He came snooping and Nat and I had been 'needed' for some event. After all we were still home schooled as far as their 'friends' knew. I wasn't sure what it was for, but we were stuck chatting and playing nice with rich bastards and stuck up brats all day at an over the top party with boring music.

I had been lounging on my bed exhausted from the event and with all of those leeches sucking the life out of me. All they did was brag I swear. Then Nancy had knocked on my door and asked if I knew a kid named Blaster and that he was at the door asking for me. I had brought him up and we had a conversation on my ridiculous suit that I had been wearing at the moment and I had vented about the party. Then I had changed and he brought me to his house to play video games and had a sleepover because I didn't want to be at the mansion anymore. Blasters house felt more like home than the mansion had.

"Jazz? Fuck are you doing back here? With how much mom and dad have been bitching about you and your behavior I thought I was never going to see you again."