S.O.S

Chapter Fifteen - The Price to Pay

The week went unexpectedly quick when I wasn't looking forward to Saturday, the day I was actually going to spend six hours in detention class. That wasn't my first time in it so, I knew exactly how suck it would be, and no, it wasn't even a mile close to The Breakfast Club. We didn't make friend in detention class, strangers would just remain strangers and that was all.

"You are not allowed to talk to each other, no sleeping, no texting, just do your task. Write the paper neatly, no discussion, and I'll see you in an hour. If," Mr. Osborne continued, "I hear chattering, murmuring, or any kind of noise, I'll add an hour to your detention. Now would you excuse me."

He finally quit gibbering and managed to leave the room. Then, that was only the six of us in there. Me, the skanks from my class, a guy from Steph's year, and a nerd I did not know what year he was in.

Get. Me. Out. Of. Here.

I heard those three skanks started whispering and chuckling at whatever they were making fun of behind my back. I didn't intend to give any atomic piece of a single shit. I began writing on my paper - my name - then I thought of what I was going to do in the near future to prevent myself from repeating my mistake. That was the topic Mr. Osborne gave us. Just one single unfinished paragraph and I dropped my pen on my paper, placed my elbow on the desk, palm on my forehead for support, ý adios mundo.

I was always good at sleeping in class, I wasn't actually sleeping soundly. I just shut my eyes but not my hearing sense. Everytime it noticed a teacher approaching, I woke up and pretended as I was paying attention. I'm sure I wasn't the only student who does so.

Six goddamn hours went slower than the movement of an injured snail carrying a shell of twenty times it's weight. Danny came to pick me up at school and just like that, I left the building without kissing any one of those skanks the way Claire did in the movie. See?

Soon enough, I noticed Danny wasn't taking his ride to the right path to our house.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

He didn't reply. Shit. This version of Danny came alive again.

About half an hour later, my question was answered. We stopped at the penitentiary. What? I thought. Okay, I made a mistake for leaving angry the last time I was here, thought I could make it up to my dad that day.

I thought Danny was just dropping me off like the last time, but surprisingly, he made his way in before me. He didn't even care if I was following or not. Well, I thought.

"Come here, snail." he called as he noticed how slow I walked behind him.

I sped up to catch up with him and we got into the room I was in, when I talked to dad. Unlike the other day, the warden who led us there wasn't Mr. Sullivan anymore.

"You got one hour." he smiled as he left us in the room. He was actually more friendly than Mr. Sullivan.

"D-Danny?" Armand stuttered as he found Danny's image before his eyes.

He took a deep breath before answering, "Yeah, dad, it's me. I knew what happened last week here," he paused, "now she knows everything already."

Armand's mouth parted and his eyes gazed Danny and I alternately, expressionlessly. He was kind of speechless or confused, I could say.

"Look, dad," I spoke to break the ice, "I'm sorry for what happened previously, but I uhh... I understood what you meant. Tia's been deceiting us, well, me all this time. She didn't want any of us to find out the fact that we are related, but Danny knew." I explained.

"I uhh... I kinda," Danny slowed down his tone, "overheard your conversation years ago."

So, there he revealed everything he knew about the complication which had happened between Tia, Armand and Judy. Armand refused to explain the whole chronology at first, but he gave up eventually.