"We need to talk." I said, marching over to Oscar.
His face was unreadable. "About what?"
"Don't give me that, Oscar. You know what I'm talking about."
His face softened for a minute, then turned to stone. "I've got nothing to
say. He replied stubbornly.
"Ok then, I'll make it simple for you, I'll ask the questions and you, give a
simple answer, ok?" I told him, not waiting for his reply.
"Why didn't you tell me about Michael?"
"Because it ain't none of your business is why." He replied coldly.
"Alright, I can understand that, but what I don't understand is why your
putting all the blame on him, when it wasn't his fault. Why can't you just
get past your male pride and go to him and apologize and start over," I stated
my voice rising.
He stood right in front of me, I could feel his breath on my face. Don't you
ever say that name to me again, you hear me. That punk ain't nothing but
a street rat, and that's all he'll ever be, and that's all you'll ever be to."
I slapped him. "You're the one that's the rat, Oscar Delancy. If you would
only swallow your pride, you'd see what a wonderful brother you have. I can't
believe your acting so selfish.
He turned away, his back facing me. "You've got less than 2 minutes to
get outta here. If your not gone by then, you'll wish you'd never come here.
I walked towards the door, "to late, I already have," I yelled slamming the door
behind me.
I walked to the end of the hallway and sank down to the ground. "Why Oscar,
why are you filled with all this hate," I started to cry.
His face was unreadable. "About what?"
"Don't give me that, Oscar. You know what I'm talking about."
His face softened for a minute, then turned to stone. "I've got nothing to
say. He replied stubbornly.
"Ok then, I'll make it simple for you, I'll ask the questions and you, give a
simple answer, ok?" I told him, not waiting for his reply.
"Why didn't you tell me about Michael?"
"Because it ain't none of your business is why." He replied coldly.
"Alright, I can understand that, but what I don't understand is why your
putting all the blame on him, when it wasn't his fault. Why can't you just
get past your male pride and go to him and apologize and start over," I stated
my voice rising.
He stood right in front of me, I could feel his breath on my face. Don't you
ever say that name to me again, you hear me. That punk ain't nothing but
a street rat, and that's all he'll ever be, and that's all you'll ever be to."
I slapped him. "You're the one that's the rat, Oscar Delancy. If you would
only swallow your pride, you'd see what a wonderful brother you have. I can't
believe your acting so selfish.
He turned away, his back facing me. "You've got less than 2 minutes to
get outta here. If your not gone by then, you'll wish you'd never come here.
I walked towards the door, "to late, I already have," I yelled slamming the door
behind me.
I walked to the end of the hallway and sank down to the ground. "Why Oscar,
why are you filled with all this hate," I started to cry.
