The Truth Lies Here

Chapter 6 - First Day In America

I sat boredly, staring at the white wall, pencil in hand. I thought of nothing, not that I could think of anything, I was in America. Washington D.C., where Alfred was, but I could not see him. He told me not to go, it was for his safety.

Artie, I know you sent me letters that had the address on it, I mean you can come to D.C., but you cannot come after a few days have passed. The people here have already become suspicious of me sending someone here to come get me, and I don't want you to get hurt, so listen to what I say and keep safe.

I didn't want to hurt Alfred any more than I already had, which probably was a lot.

"Arthur," I heard Dilan start, "Are you happy?"

I turned in my chair so I could face Dilan. "No, why you ask?"

"Well..." Dilan sat on the edge of my bed. "For one, you've been smiling a lot more lately, and you've been engaging into conversations more often."

"No, I haven't been." I laugh.

"Oh, I forgot laughing." Dilan said, picking up a pen and notepad that hotels seem to always have.

"Dilan, I really don't know what you're talking about."

"Arthur, your smiles are more sincere, your laughs aren't forced anymore." Dilan stated, writing something on the notepad. And that's when I spaced out.

"Don't you think so, Arthur?" Dilan asked, looking back at me, eyebrow raised.

"I-I'm sorry, what were you asking me?" I ask stupidly, I regret not listening to what Dilan was telling me, whenever I did something like this, I always get yelled at.

"Never mind!" Dilan yelled, throwing the notepad at me. "Just read what the stupid thing says, alright?" And he left.

Admit it! You're glad you came to D.C.! You missed Alfred, and you want to see him, maybe even more, you bloody git!

"Dilan..." I say, feeling like a mess. "you're right, I admit, you're right. I see no reason why I would lie to this anyway."

"Arthur, why are you crying?" Peter asked me.

"Yeah, why are you crying. It isn't very gentlemanly of you!" Scott laughed boisterously.

"Crying? I was crying?" I wipe at the corner of my eye, "It seems I was." I wipe the salty liquid away from my eye, laughing nervously. "It's none of your business Scott!

I snap, "Besides, I didn't know you were a lady. Unless you go by Miss Kirkland, then I am terribly mistaken!"

I watched as Scott's face turned bright red, in both embarrassment and anger. "Ya little brat." He muttered, before leaving the room.

"Why were you crying Arthur?"

"I'm just...happy."

"Happy about what?"

"That soon I'll be able to see Al again." I smile.

"Is that so?" Peter asked thoughtfully, "Well, see you, I gotta get back to my game."

"But Mum, I'm not in the mood to talk right now!" I heard Enda yell sleepily.

"No arguing, talk to him and I'll let you get back to your nap."

"Fine."

"Enda, it's fine you don't need to right now, I'll take you out later and buy you lunch."

"Mum, did you hear that?"

"Yes, I did."

"I'll be going back to my nap, then!"

"You sure this isn't too expensive for you?" Enda asked, looking from his menu.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Besides, I'm not getting anything."

"If you say so." Enda said, going through the list on the menu.

"Can I get you guys anything else to drink besides water?" A girl asked, as she took out a notepad.

"Uh, yeah, I'll have some coffee." Enda said, looking at the waitress.

"Okay, coffee, I take strong?"

Enda stared at her for a second until he said, "Um, yes, please..." I watched as he stared at the waitress, his face becoming a beet red.

"And you sir?" She asked me.

"I'll just have water."

"Okay, I'll be right back with your coffee."

Enda nodded, and watched as she walked into the kitchen.

I smirked, knowing she couldn't see us, and said, "You like her, don't you?"

"W-What? No! No, I don't..."

"Then why is your face so red?"

"Shut up!"

"That's really the same as admitting you're in love." I tease.

"Annoying as ever."

"Really? Dilan said 'happy'."

"When you're this happy, it's annoying then."

"Here's your coffee."

"Umm, yes, thank you..."

"You're welcome."

"Are you two ready to order?" She asked, taking out her notepad again.

"Umm, yes..."

The waitress waited patiently, as she twirled her gold and red highlighted hair with her pen.\

"I-I'll have Fish and Chips."

"Fish and Chips." She muttered, writing in the notepad.

"Anything for you?"

"No." I say, watching Enda as he looked away from the waitress.

"Then your food will be done soon." She said, before walking back into the kitchen.

I watched Enda as the blood drained from his face. "Maybe you should ask her out." I smirk.

"My little brother trying to play match maker?"

"I suppose you could say that."

"She's a really nice person..." Enda said, watching as she laughed.

"That can't be..." I say, focusing my attention on a person.

"She is." Enda says a bit too dreamily.

"It is!" I say, watching the person who was running around outside, with some children.

"It's who?"

"Alfred! It's Alfred outside!"

A/N Haha~ This chapter was fun to write~

I'm really glad I wrote this in such a short time, at least 2 hours~

Thanks to anon the anonymous reviewer, this gave me an even better way to write the next chapter, even though I should be writing Are You Afraid, but I did start chapter 8!

Darn, this chapter didn't start with A! Oh well.

Until next time!