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Blue eyes part 3.


Before Scott could mumble some pitiful excuse to leave group that night he was out the door. He ran and ran, he ran to the only place he could know to run to, the docks. As he reached the docks and saw the water it reminded him of something, something he had before his life spun out of control, something that he had before he had those dreaded flashbacks.
* Your eyes are like the shining sea.
Scott, you aren't a poet so don't even try. He he!
I may not be a poet but I am a Frenchman.
How are you a Frenchmen?
Well for starters I am very fond of their kiss...*
As soon as he heard the word kiss, he winced. A chill ran through his body as he remembered that kiss, her last kiss, well her last willful kiss.
Scott stood at the docks just trying to remember a time in his life when he was completely happy. When people would look in his blue eyes and find nothing but goodness and happiness. Those times were over, and he knew it. It wasn't all bad though, he still remembered the way she felt, the hurt in her cries, and the look on her face in the end.
Scott headed back to the dorm but was stopped by peter. Peter had just recently looked in his safe and found none of Scott's probation papers, court notices, or sentencing papers, it was gone, and it wasn't by accident. Peter took Scott to his office and sat him down right in front of the safe. Peter questioned Scott about who he might know who would want him to go through trials or possibly go to jail because he didn't have his probation notices or his sentencing papers. A pleasurable smile crossed Scott's face when he heard that peter didn't suspect Scott for burning the papers.
"Scott, I need those papers, you will be back in jail before you can plead if we don't find them!." Peter said yelling in Scott's face, almost forgetting that Scott's real problems were confidential and nobody was to ever know, ever.
"Scott, you have played you part well, everyone believes your story, they believe you were as drug addict who was raped by his stepmom, they believe it, and that's what we want them to believe. If they knew why you were really here it would be a disaster and I too could go to jail. Now Jason, how long do you think you can keep your cover as Scott Barringer drug addict and rape victim, because you will have to keep your cover until I can find your papers, that may be awhile. You cant breath a word of this conversation to nobody you hear that Jason, nobody! I don't think anybody suspects a thing but we cant be too sure of that..."Peter went on.
"Nobody believes nothing, when can I get out of here, when is my probation up, when can I got home and not have to worry about the feds coming to my house? When is my time up?" Scott said anxiously, "Peter I need some answers and I need them quick."
"Umm well your probation is up in two and a half months, but you have another month of monitoring, so in about three and a half months you will be off the hook, but that is if we find your papers, if not you are back in jail for the rest of your original sentencing, until you are thirty." Peter said not looking too sure of himself.
Scott turned to look at the clock, it was 11:30. He rubbed his eyes and answered some more of peters endless questions.
"Now Scott, if we don't find those papers, you will have to go through another trial and testify again." Peter said summing up the night, by now it was 12:45. "Jason you can go now, just get some sleep and we will continue In the morning."
With that Scott left heading for his dorm. He thought about what peter said 'another trial and testify again, testify again, testify again' it rang through his head like a bell. This time he would tell them the truth, he would tell them what really happened the night that Donna was deceived by Scott's blue eyes.