Tired of Lies

Unpleasant surprises

The whole afternoon I thought about what Benson had said and knew he was right but I really didn't want him to be. There had an explanation to why Hazel was ugh. Chayton. Just thinking about that name leaves a bad taste in my mouth. The only way to find out the truth is to go and ask him to tell me everything but there was a voice in the back of my head that said I wasn't going to like it. I closed my laptop and pulled out a small black makeup bag where I kept my savings. Hazel didn't deserve to be locked up in jail especially thinking I hated him. I descended down the stairs trying to avoid anyone seeing me but my mom was already at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me.

"Hi mom."

"Hi honey. Where are you heading?"

My mom looked really tired. Maybe I could trick her and she wouldn't notice.

"Oh I'm just going to grab something to eat."

She sighed. "Zoey it's really late just grab something from the fridge."

My smiled faltered. "McDonald's is literally two blocks away from the house."

"Zoey I already said no. You can get McDonald's tomorrow."

"I don't get it. You usually let me go and get it."

"That was before-"

"Before what?"

Sh didn't answer. Just walked into the kitchen and hastily sat down at the dining table with her head in her hands. I should be worried but I had no time for this soon it would be too late and they wouldn't let the prisoners have anymore visitors. I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder.

"Zoey you don't have to lie to me. I know exactly what you're doing."

Well there's no backing out now.

"Mom you don't under-"

"Honey listen to me! I don't want you to spend all this time and money over this boy!"

"How can you say that?!

"What if something like this happens again?"

"Then I would do the same thing and I would do it again and again."

She faced me teary eyed. "Would he do it for you?"

"Yes. He would mom."

"I just don't want you to get hurt. Especially when there's that crazy killer running out there."

I sat down. "I guess that's fair. I haven't really been very truthful to you."

"Mom Benson was going to drive me to the police station so I could go and talk to Hazel and potentially bail him out. But maybe I should just go after group therapy tomorrow."

"If you want to go now.."
"No mom you were right maybe I rushed into this a little too much. It will probably be better to go in with a clear head tomorrow."

"That's definitely a better solution. I'm just glad you're home inside where I know you will be safe."

"Yeah. Goodnight mom." I placed a kiss on her head before grabbing my things and heading back upstairs. Maybe finding out the truth tomorrow won't be so bad.

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As my mom pulled into the parking lot of the building and I gave an exasperated sigh. I realized I was not in the mood to go to group therapy today. Not only was I exhausted, I was scared because I didn't know what I would find out and really didn't want to go to the police station today.

"Go on sweetie. You don't want to be late."

"Yeah you're right." I slowly grabbed my things and headed out the door.