The Epitome of Power

II. Letters

I sat on dad's chair to take a breath and rest for a bit, but a tiny metal safe under the little bookshelf next to his work table caught my eye while I fiddled around.

It was barely noticeable if I didn't sit down on his chair, because I had the right view to notice the metal reflect the light from the lamp on dad's work table. I pick up the metal safe and put it on his work table. The key fits right in and it opened right away. The first thing I saw was a little retro looking bronze pocket watch, and it looked simple as it had no pattern or carving unlike most of dad's pocket watches and it was in a ziplock bag like it was a crime scene evidence material of some sort. I opened the ziplock bag and held onto the clock, maybe this is dad's gift for me? I flicked the cover open and the design was pretty simple, the numbers were in roman numeral form and the clock arms had no design to it, It just looked sharp and straight, though it looks really vintage and old. I flipped the clock and it didn't have a flat back, it looked like it had another cover like it has clocks on both sides for it had another hinged connected to it but I wasn't able to open it because it seemed stuck. I looked at the metal safe again and it has a little paper underneath where the clock was in and it looked old and crumpled. But before I can get my hands to it, the door bell rang. I was startled so I immediately shove it all back to the metal safe and close dad's clock room and put it all under my drawer on my room with the key back to its wooden box. The door bell rang multiple times more so I hurried to see who was so excited for someone to answer.

I wanted to close the door as soon as I opened it but it was too late. He looked like Quentin from his room by the window but in front of me, he looked muscle-ly and gigantic-ish. He changed a lot since the last time I saw him. I wasn't pleased or nervous, I just didn't know what to do after I pretended to disappear for good to everyone I knew in the neighborhood and at school when Mom went away so dad had no choice but to homeschool me.

"Cady?" His eyes were eager to gaze upon my entire being. "It's been such a long time. I was looking for you on your father's funeral. I never saw you again since when? 9th grade?" He pointed out.

"Do you want to come inside?" I ask him and we both sat at the living room.

"Your dad always had let me in but I never saw you again."

"Quentin, I'm sorry I suddenly disappeared, though I spent most of my time in my room, without any lights on most of the time but a lot had happened and I couldn't handle all kinds of things wether be it bad or good and or anything, I just had to be alone with myself. But I am here now, again, because I'm ready and I've prepared enough." I shrug.

"Heck yeah you should be sorry. You suddenly all of us hanging just when things are getting better for me. You could've saw that and witnessed all that. A lot had happened while you were...hiding." He sighed. 

Quentin, when his family moved in the neighborhood, we became good friends, I didn't have any other friends since I thought I was better off alone but since 4th grade and we were introduced, we became close as which we were agreeing on so many things and how we did everything together the first time though he were always popular to girls and he had a lot of friends but he likes to have me around because he told me that I was the best of his friends. The last time we saw each other was in 9th grade and we went home together and after, we decided to go to our backyard to make a science project for a science fair because the winning price would be a huge telescope and we both wanted to look at the stars as closely as possible but that day came the start of when Mom would leave and never come back for no reason at all. I went back inside the house to pick up more materials to start with our science project when I heard dad, "Madeline, why are you doing this? Please stay. Don't leave us." He was begging for mom to stay. "What do you want? Just stay."