Chapter 6

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"Where, did you even come from?" I ask Dallas.

"I've been standing here for quite a while, now, actually." He smiled raising an eye brow at me.
"So...what really was that?"

I shrug,"Who knows?"

Dallas gave me a look,"That's literally the exact same thing you said to me the first time I asked you."

And by the first time, he meant four months ago.
"What happend the first time?" I ask boredly.
"Who knows?" Dallas answered. He was smirking, like I was really eager to know the important information.

"Okay..." I stand up straight and put my hands in my pocket."let's go."

"Go where?"

"To class,"

Dallas gave me a look, "but we're on lunch break."

"So let's go to the cafeteria." I say turning to the direction and start to walk. Dallas follows behind me.

"Your not gonna ask me what really happend the first time?"

I shake my head,"Nope."
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So I've devided, to just let everything go.
No one seems to want to tell me crap about what happend four months ago, so why even bother asking?

I'm just gonna pretend like nothing happend, the way everyone else is.

It's the usual when dad gets home, late, as always, some take out, leaves it on the table for me and Mic, goes into his room, and we never see him again, until around this time the next day.

Before dad could go into his room, I stopped him.

"Dad," I started right when Micah stepped out of his room. He gave me a sharp look that I ignored.

"Uh, dad, I need a new a phone."

It seems Micah, and dad were hoping for me not to ask a question about our stupid family issues, because even he relaxed.
"Okay, give me a sec." Dad mumbled, really wanting to get way from me.

An hour later, there was a knock on my room door, and dad walked in.
I sat up on my bed, thinking, I hadn't really said he could come in, but it's whatever.

"Here," Dad said tossing me a box.
It was a phone.

Okay, do you really have IPhone's laying around your room or somthing?

"Thanks dad," Is what I said instead.
He nodded then turned around, but then stopped."Leo..."

"Yea..."I asked confused.

Was he really trying to have a conversation, with me?

He didn't say anything for a while, then sighed."never mind, good night."

Woah, how pointless.

I'm pretty sure whatever he wanted to say, was the same thing he was about to tell me the other day.
The same thing Mic didn't want me to hear.

I brushed that aside and set up my phone.
It took me a while, maybe because I haven't touched a phone screen in four and a half months.

After that, I tried to hack into my old phone.
I locked myself out a couple of times, but never really got it right.
I wanted to ask Micah but, I didn't, many reasons for that.

My password was a word.

Why did I do that, I do not know.

What word could I have possibly used, or maybe words.

"Ugh, this is anoying." I mumble typing in random words.

Around midnight, I finally went to bed, because I had no Idea what I was doing.

But hopfully, I can get Joy Valler 's number.



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