Dark Alley

Chapter 17

     I didn't realize I already slept until the evening. I woke up feeling energized yet blank like I do not know how to waste my energy. Adrenaline oozing my body and I want to move. I want to be angry.

     I want to punch somebody.

     But scrap that.

     I want to see Tracy.

     The only way to see her without her thinking that I'm looking for her is to wait in the dining room.

     I already found Calvin with his newspaper in the room - he looks at me frankly. I guess someone is already waiting for me.

     "Good morning Foster," he says - at least now I know it's really morning as the sun is shining. "Breakfast?"

     "I don't want to go to school," I said. I stood right in front of him, my arms wrapped at each other - I look at him as he fold his newspaper once and laid it on the table.

     "I am afraid I won't let you," he said - it sure triggered my head ache. He is my head ache.

     "I've been bullied Calvin," I say in my defence.

     "If that's only your issue then don't worry," he says. "A lot have been bullied and they don't complain; you don't do that too because I gave you the luxury to stay away from them for decades and now it's your time to -"

     "Repay you? Thank you? Remember - I didn't ask for this Calvin, I never wanted this. You put me into this situation; I could be free right now."

     "Free?" He repeats what I said as if he was mocking me.

     "Yes, free, if it weren't for your stupid experiment -"

     "You could be dead right now, your mom could be selling you to someone who does do experiment in-a-wrong-way, erotically," he said.

     "He sold me - to you?" I asked as I look at him. I felt insulted. Those eyes. Those green eyes that I ever wanted to get and squeeze from anger. The conversation was no longer about school for sure, so I tighten myself as I stand and looking directly in his eyes.

     "Yes," he says. "She sold you to my father. Could you believe that?" My heart hurts. It's feels as if I was stabbed with a moving chainsaw. "I was there with my father when she told him that you weren't even worth a million bucks, that we agreed but still she accepted it because she still has an incoming daughter in her."

     Since I was born, I never accepted the things my mother says - but no matter what happens she will never treat me as her son.

     "I hate to add this but I had a talk with Maricriss two days ago and I was wondering that she was right - why do I know more about you than you do," He said as he pauses to breath. "This I will tell you Foster - not to weaken you but to help you understand about your situation with you family, to know your limits of being so emotional."

     "What," I asked. I hate this type of Calvin. The Calvin who wants to thrill every conversation, I want him to stop telling me things and get straight to the point. "What Calvin."

     "You were never a son to your mother," he says - and he was right, I was never treated that way. I thought his revelation is just going to end there until he added, "by heart or by blood."

     "She's not my real mother?" I asked.

     "Well she never treated you like one, so maybe that's why," he says. "From what I have known your father had an affair with another woman, she got you and your father agreed to leave her already and promise to take care of you before his wife finds out he's cheating on her - but when your mother found out the wrong doing of you father, she went into the other woman's house and well, killed her," he says. I felt nothing for my biological mother, even I want to hate my fake mother I couldn't because I feel like she has the right to kill her, she has the right to kill me - but then she doesn't have the right to sell me. "Your mother even -”