PART IV
"Oh Duo it's you, hey."
"Hey Daya! You don't know how glad I am to hear you. Where were you? You had me worried!"
"I ran into an old friend, everything's okay."
"Good, tell Ms. Murry I'll be home in about three weeks."
"Why so long?"
"Don't worry about it. Well I have to go I'm getting paged."
"Bye."
Duo answered the page:
COMPUTER MESSAGE FROM MIKE
"So now he contacts me."
It was in a delayed IM form, Duo opened up the laptop to receive the message.
Hey Duo, sorry not sooner, It took me awhile to find a way to get to you
I understand, I talked to Daya
So then I guess you know what happened?
What do you mean?
He didn't tell you?
Tell me what? Duo looked at the computer screen, having no clue what Mike might be talking about.
He was raped Duo, by some guy named Bruen.
What?
Yea, The guy's butler saw it happening I guess and Bruen killed the guy. They didn't find Daya for three days. Now the cops are involved.
Cops? What are they going to do?
I guess Ms. Murry is filing charges, Daya's going to have to testify. They are already pumping him to find out what really happened, he's worried they are going to find out, about all of us.
They won't as long as you all lay low for a little while.
I hear that. Maybe you should call and talk to Daya again.
Duo thought about the information he was getting. This guy was going to pay! But he couldn't go home for three weeks, Daya and Mrs. Murry needed him now though.
Yeah I will.
Well I got to go Duo, come home soon.
Bye Mike, I will.
Mike logged off. Duo looked at the computer screen. Why didn't he do something, he knew something was wrong. Poor Daya, he knew he wouldn't be able to handle a trial, he was too nervous. He was going to have to leave earlier than that.
"Daya! Turn your music down sweetie." Ms. Murry popped her head through Daya's bedroom door.
"Yes ma'am." He turned it down, "do I really have to go to school tomorrow?"
"Yes Daya." She walked into the room and turned the radio off. "Don't you want to get back to your life?"
"I guess so." Not like this was a big deal, what she didn't know is that it was normality for him. This was not the first time, nor the last time something like this would happen, it was just the first time somebody besides Mike or Duo found him.
"Now get ready for church, hurry now so we're not late. It might be a good thing to tell father Jordan why you were there if not anyone else. You need to confess it Daya, I know you were probably being a teenage boy and making trouble. Young men should not be running around causing trouble that's why bad things start happening to them." She kissed him on the forehead and left.
He turned the music back on. What so now she was blaming him for what happened to him? That's what it felt like, he was being punished to be the victim. He picked up a glass and threw it against the wall, it shattered into many pieces.
Daya leaned up against the wall and slid down it slowly. Why was he in this pathetic life of his, he had no meaning.
"I am a pathetic whore! And that's all I'll ever be!" A tear rolled down his cheek, he began sobbing. He wished Duo was there.
He sat there for over fifteen minutes. Ms. Murry came in again.
"Daya, why aren't you dressed? We have to leave now."
"I'm not going!"
"Daya! You have to go!"
"No I don't! you're not my mother! And I'm not catholic! I'm not going."
"If it weren't for what has happened this week I'd ground you for such an outburst!"
"You can't make me go!"
"Fine, stay here if you want, stay here and drown in self pity but you know by this you will only bring more bad things upon yourself." She left. Daya had never refused to do anything he was told, she could not believe his attitude towards her lately.
He hated her. He always had, he didn't know why. She wasn't too restrictive. He started crying again. The phone rang, he looked at the caller ID: Matthews, Jacob. It was Mr. Matthews his math teacher.
"Hello?"
"Hi Daya why haven't you been at school lately?. Are you crying?"
"Problems." He sniffled
"Oh what kind.?"
"The usual."
"Do you want to come over and talk about it? My wife is out of town, on business."
Daya thought about it for a minute, he knew the last thing he needed was to get into bed with another John, but he still wanted to go, if for nothing else then to be wrapped in the arms of someone who actually showed he cared.
"Pick me up?"
"Of course, be there in a couple of minutes bye."
"Bye Mr. Matthews."
"Oh Duo it's you, hey."
"Hey Daya! You don't know how glad I am to hear you. Where were you? You had me worried!"
"I ran into an old friend, everything's okay."
"Good, tell Ms. Murry I'll be home in about three weeks."
"Why so long?"
"Don't worry about it. Well I have to go I'm getting paged."
"Bye."
Duo answered the page:
COMPUTER MESSAGE FROM MIKE
"So now he contacts me."
It was in a delayed IM form, Duo opened up the laptop to receive the message.
Hey Duo, sorry not sooner, It took me awhile to find a way to get to you
I understand, I talked to Daya
So then I guess you know what happened?
What do you mean?
He didn't tell you?
Tell me what? Duo looked at the computer screen, having no clue what Mike might be talking about.
He was raped Duo, by some guy named Bruen.
What?
Yea, The guy's butler saw it happening I guess and Bruen killed the guy. They didn't find Daya for three days. Now the cops are involved.
Cops? What are they going to do?
I guess Ms. Murry is filing charges, Daya's going to have to testify. They are already pumping him to find out what really happened, he's worried they are going to find out, about all of us.
They won't as long as you all lay low for a little while.
I hear that. Maybe you should call and talk to Daya again.
Duo thought about the information he was getting. This guy was going to pay! But he couldn't go home for three weeks, Daya and Mrs. Murry needed him now though.
Yeah I will.
Well I got to go Duo, come home soon.
Bye Mike, I will.
Mike logged off. Duo looked at the computer screen. Why didn't he do something, he knew something was wrong. Poor Daya, he knew he wouldn't be able to handle a trial, he was too nervous. He was going to have to leave earlier than that.
"Daya! Turn your music down sweetie." Ms. Murry popped her head through Daya's bedroom door.
"Yes ma'am." He turned it down, "do I really have to go to school tomorrow?"
"Yes Daya." She walked into the room and turned the radio off. "Don't you want to get back to your life?"
"I guess so." Not like this was a big deal, what she didn't know is that it was normality for him. This was not the first time, nor the last time something like this would happen, it was just the first time somebody besides Mike or Duo found him.
"Now get ready for church, hurry now so we're not late. It might be a good thing to tell father Jordan why you were there if not anyone else. You need to confess it Daya, I know you were probably being a teenage boy and making trouble. Young men should not be running around causing trouble that's why bad things start happening to them." She kissed him on the forehead and left.
He turned the music back on. What so now she was blaming him for what happened to him? That's what it felt like, he was being punished to be the victim. He picked up a glass and threw it against the wall, it shattered into many pieces.
Daya leaned up against the wall and slid down it slowly. Why was he in this pathetic life of his, he had no meaning.
"I am a pathetic whore! And that's all I'll ever be!" A tear rolled down his cheek, he began sobbing. He wished Duo was there.
He sat there for over fifteen minutes. Ms. Murry came in again.
"Daya, why aren't you dressed? We have to leave now."
"I'm not going!"
"Daya! You have to go!"
"No I don't! you're not my mother! And I'm not catholic! I'm not going."
"If it weren't for what has happened this week I'd ground you for such an outburst!"
"You can't make me go!"
"Fine, stay here if you want, stay here and drown in self pity but you know by this you will only bring more bad things upon yourself." She left. Daya had never refused to do anything he was told, she could not believe his attitude towards her lately.
He hated her. He always had, he didn't know why. She wasn't too restrictive. He started crying again. The phone rang, he looked at the caller ID: Matthews, Jacob. It was Mr. Matthews his math teacher.
"Hello?"
"Hi Daya why haven't you been at school lately?. Are you crying?"
"Problems." He sniffled
"Oh what kind.?"
"The usual."
"Do you want to come over and talk about it? My wife is out of town, on business."
Daya thought about it for a minute, he knew the last thing he needed was to get into bed with another John, but he still wanted to go, if for nothing else then to be wrapped in the arms of someone who actually showed he cared.
"Pick me up?"
"Of course, be there in a couple of minutes bye."
"Bye Mr. Matthews."