The Bryne Runaways (Updated)

Chapter 61

I walk back to Diner where I have left my work unfinished. I'm gonna get in trouble if I don't hurry up. Michael might be disappointed, worse Henry will freak out. He's different. I don't truly understand him. Dan told me that he likes me. That I flipped a switch in him. I don't understand it. I don't know him at all. I doubt he knows me. Overall I like Dan. He's very creative and different but in a good way. We've spent a lot of time in there. He really made things feel if they were okay. Once I enter Diner when I thought I wasn't gonna get in trouble I'm wrong. He sits on the chairs waiting for my arrival with that same crossed arm posture.

"Where were you?" He stands immediately, facing me.

"I was helping out Dan with something" I mutter to him frozen still.

"You had this job to do, not somewhere with Dan" But Dan told me to go. It isn't my fault that he wanted me to see something. Stop getting mad at me okay.

"I'm sorry" I simply say trying to look away from those eyes of his.

"Alright then, go over to Colin. He's at the station" Henry suddenly gets calm during his sentence then returned to his usual self. I left the Diner not finishing my work probably having Henry make someone else do it. I walk to the station where Colin may be at. I begin to walk slower once I can see a car being fixed then my sneakers step on some black oil and I cringe at the mess I have stepped on.

"You might wanna be careful with that spill" I hear a raspy manly voice making me look around for who spoke. I don't see anyone but I do hear small rolling wheels from under the vehicle and I see the tattoo guy who is covered in black spots holding a wrench in his dirty hands. He gets up from the roller to grabbing his drink. The entire time he analyzes me while he takes sips of his liquor I assume. Things were getting weird so I said something to him.

"I'm Norman"

"I know, you're the new kid"

"Yeah"

"Well, go sit on that chair and hand me whatever tool I need, also no talking. I need it to concentrate" He says and I move to the chair where he signals me to.

"What's your name?"

"What?" He's bewitched.

"You never told me your name"

"I thought we agreed on no talking?"

"I just want to know your name"

"Does it really matter?" I shrug to him and he lets out a slow sigh.

"Colin" He says uninterested then I take a seat and help as much I can with him. He'd usually just ask me to pass him his drink or some other tool. That is mainly it. Nothing else. I just sat in the chair and looked outside the entire time. He'd never make a conversation but just hear the trees rustling by the wind. Suddenly I hear a hiss under the car and Colin comes out from down there looking at his palm which bleeds. I make my way over to him quickly examining his wound which isn't so deep but medium sized of a slash.

"Where's your kit?" I ask him and he tells me behind the counter. I run behind the counter searching through the mess till I finally find it at the very edge of a drawer. I take it opening it up to see just one bandage and no disinfect spray or wipes but useless objects. I guess water will have to be use then. I go over back to him where he waits for me. Surprisingly he didn't just wipe it off. I grab the half done water canteen he has in here, carefully I splash the water on his wound then dry it off. I grab the silly animated colored bandaged spreading it on his cut that will begin bleeding soon.

"I could've just wiped it off like I usually do" He tells me rather cheeky as I put pressure on the cut.

"It would've gotten infected and take long to heal"