Things were uncontrollably confusing with the six friends. There were days they did not mind talking to each other. However, there were those days were everyone stayed in his or her own personal world.
It was senior year. If they did not solve their problems now, would it be too late? Who was going to take the first step and solve the problem? It would be a waste to end their friendships.
Dawson and his dad, Mitch, were at the hardware store. They were picking up a few things to fix the car. However, Dawson, who did not know anything about fixing cars, preferred to be anywhere but the hardware store.
"Honesty Dawson, how did I end up with a son who didn't know anything about cars?" Mitch questioned.
"Dad, they have mechanics to fix a broken car. That's there job… Right now, my job is to fix my life… not a car." Dawson said sarcastically.
"Well today, your job is to be a mechanic… It looks like we have everything… But we forgot a socket set for our transmission. Do you mind if you quickly go get one?" Mitch asked politely.
"I can't." Dawson admitted, "I don't know what a socket set is."
"A set of socket is… You know what… I'll go get them. You just stay here and when I come back, I'll tell you what socket sets are." Mitch said mockingly.
As his father was looking for the socket set, Dawson was meandering around the store. He was thinking about his life and his own problems. He had plenty of problems in his life. The last thing he needed right now was to fix car. How could he fix a car when he could not fix his own life?
Lately, Dawson has not told his father about his life. The last thing he needed was a daily lecture from his father. In addition, it was his senior year. Sure, he told his parents a few things, but he wanted to be more independent. After this year, he would will away from home and he will not have his parents. Therefore, he wanted to solve his problems on his own, like an adult.
After his father got the socket set, they checked out and headed outside. On the way home, Mitch, who was driving, noticed that Dawson was quiet.
"Are you okay son?" Mitch asked.
"I guess so." Dawson lied.
"Is everything alright with school?" Mitch persisted.
"Yes, dad." Dawson said annoyed.
"Everything all right with your friends?" Mitch pondered.
"What friends?" Dawson opened up.
"I thought you said your friends were starting to come together?" Mitch wondered.
"Dad, we've tried everything… I don't think my friends want to try anymore. I think they just gave up." Dawson recollected.
They reached a red light and Mitch stopped the car, "Are you going to tell me what happened?"
"Dad I really don't want your help with this. I know you are trying to help, but right now, I think that your help isn't necessary." Dawson debated.
"Well if you just talk to me…" Mitch continued.
However, Dawson was in his own zone. He was looking dead straight at the parking lot across the street. He saw something so appalling and imprudent. He had mixed feelings of happiness, sadness, and yearning. He recalled a certain event that involved so many people and friends. He was happy because he was relieved that he knew the truth. He was sad because the truth was too much he could have handled. He was yearning because he wished he never saw this.
Across the parking lot, he saw Pacey. However, Pacey was not alone. Gretchen was with him and Gretchen had the child she was babysitting before. She handed the child to Pacey. Moreover, things made sense to Dawson. The child looked like Pacey and more importantly, it looked like Joey. It was their son.
Something had set off in Dawson. He was tired of trying to fix his friendships and seeing no improvement. Now all he wanted was revenge. Dawson wanted everyone else to feel as much pain as he was.
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