The Secret Life of Me

Chapter9

"What?" I looked at me dad, his drunken eyes where full of pain and regret.

He huffed and stared at the ground, "A few years before I met your mother, I was partners with James  Oscler and Jonathan 'B'.  Jonathan and I both fell in love with your mother.  We both fought to impress her like two  lion cubs, obviously in the end, she chose me.  Shortly after your mother and I got married, James got chosen to take over the organization. That's when things really started to go down hill. The last mission we had with him, he decided to stray from the plan, and we couldn't save him in time. He got caught in the explosion we planned and was parallelized from the waist down.  He blamed it all on us, everything. I remember two years I heard something about him being able to walk again on the news. But I haven't head from him in almost 18 years."

I looked at my dad take a drink from a bottle, it was probably whiskey or rum, "Your not implying that you think your old partner has anything to do with Jackie's death, are you?"

"I'm afraid I am" He responded in a mopey tone, taking another drink .

"So why the hell are you just now telling us this? Why not when Parker got that phone call, Why not when she was up for 6 nights in a row trying to figure this out, why not every time she asked if any one has figured out anything?" Chanler roared at him, while I fought back tears. Just as he finished, my phone rang, it was Liz.

"What's up?" I asked slightly concerned.

"Oh nothing, I just wanted to tell you I got another text from that Axel dude asking if you are ok and if you are going to be at school tomorrow!" She squealed through the phone.

"Um Liz," Chanler looked at me and mouthed the words, 'Give me the phone'. I nodded, "Here is Chanler, he wants to talk to you." I tossed my phone to my brother and glared at my dad, with disappointment and sorrow.

"Hey liz, I have a favor to ask you and your parents, can Parker and i stay with you for a few days?" His voice slowly rose in pitch. My dad stood up and shook his head in furry and disapproval, but Chanler continued. "We can? Thank you so much we will be there in a bit ok?- Alright, goodbye." He hung up.

"You two are not going out, especially on a school night!" our dad hissed with the bottle in his left hand. Chanler decided to size him up, the last time this happened, Chanler lost and ended up with a black eye. But that was right after mom died. It had been years since he dared to challenge dad.

"Are you going to stop us?" Chanler said as my dad set down his bottle. I attempted to get up and get between it, but I fell right back on the couch as soon as I applied pressure on my ankle.  my dad swung his fist towards my brothers face, But Chanler caught his fist and pushed him back, sending him stumbling backwards, landing on the chair he was previously sitting at. "I'm not a little boy anymore, and we are going to Liz's." Chanler handed me my crutches and helped me get up.  My dad just blankly watched us get our stuff and walk out the house.