Normality, Thy Name is Lynette

Chapter Thirteen

I walked into Darian’s room. He was putting laundry away. I put my head on his shoulder and groaned.

“Lynette? Are you okay?”

“I don’t know anymore.”

“Is this about Zeke and Fai?”

“It was earlier.”

          “And now?”

“Sharron and Slade.”

“What could Slade possibly do from Japan? What did Sharron do?” he fired off questions.

“Slade didn’t do anything. I was looking for a jewelry box, and on top of them all there was a manila envelope with Slade’s birth certificate and a letter. Sharron was cheating on Alistair’s dad… and that’s how Slade got here.”

“Oh my god!” He exclaimed.

There was a long silence. Sharron knocked on the door and told us that dinner was ready. Darian escorted me towards the dining room even though I told him I wasn’t hungry.

Dinner seemed longer than usual. All I could think about was that letter. Did Slade know? Did anyone know? Was she cheating on my dad as well? Did she only marry him for his money? Who was Slade’s dad? Why didn’t she go to him after she divorced Alistair’s dad?

The questions running through my head left me not paying attention to anything around me. Darian nudged me and I came back to reality. “Yes?”

My dad asked me, “Are you okay Lynette? You look kind of pale.”

“I’m fine. I had a fight with Zeke and Fai today, that’s all.” I assured.

He questioned, “Will they not be coming around much anymore?”

“I doubt it. May I be excused?”

Sharron shook her head but my dad nodded, so I took my plate to the kitchen and went to my room. I flopped on my bed face first into my pillow. Why did all this happen on one day?

There was a knock on my door. “Lynette?” Darian called.

“You can come in.” I said into my pillow.

I felt the bed move when he sat down. “I’m sorry about Zeke and Fai. I feel that it was my fault somehow.”

I rolled over onto my side to talk to him. “It wasn’t. You noticed that they didn’t ask anything about Canada? Or who my friends were? Why my hair was different? How I met you? How long we had been dating? What you were like? They judge before knowing, Darian. There were two reasons I didn’t go and find them when we got here: 1) I didn’t want to have to lie and make things up, and 2) I knew it would end up this way.”

“I just feel I could have been nicer or something.”

“Zeke called you weird within seconds of meeting you and you could have been nicer?”

“Is that what he said?”

“So I was right and you didn’t know.”

“Nope, I learned how to say all the languages in French and if someone starts talking in one then that’s how I shut them up. If they are going to say something about me, they should say it to my face.”

“It makes sense to me. I feel the same way.”

“So you went to fake psychics as a kid?”

“It must have been fate telling me that I would eventually be caught up between all of this.”