"Fine I guess I'll Tell you." Chris finally said. "It happened in May of 77. It was wither the thirteenth of the fourteenth I am not completely sure because it was late at night or early in the morning depending on how you look at it.
"Hold on a second. This happened over twenty years ago right?"
"Yeah."
"And you can still remember the day it happened?"
"Yeah." Keller replied getting a little annoyed. He felt that Beecher thought he was lying.
"Sorry I don't mean to sound rude but I just find it kind of odd that you can remember the exact day. I mean lots of people have problems remembering events that happen annually let alone once twenty-one years ago."
"What the fuck Beecher? Are you calling me a liar?" Keller said losing his composure.
"It is not that." Beecher lied. Tobias had lost count of the number of people that he had caught in a lie because of saying something just like what Chris said. I guess he thinks that I cannot tell when someone is lying. They try to fool you giving up to much information to fast. They think by flooding you with information that you will think there is no way they could have made this up. But it does the opposite it makes me think that they have planned it out if they have an answer for every question. "It is just strange for someone to remember such specific details of something that happened so long ago."
"You know Beecher for an intelligent guy you sure can be a dumb ass," Keller replied trembling trying to control his anger.
"Woo where is the hostility coming from all the sudden? I just said I thought it was a little strange. I never said that you were a liar."
"You had no fucking idea what I was going to say and yet you implied that I was going to make it up. I don't know why the hell I even care really. I mean it is not like you even give a shit what happened to me anyways. I don't know what the hell I was thinking."
"Wait a second. Where is this all coming from?"
"Just forget about it. I don't feel like fucking talking about it anymore."
"Come on Chris."
"I am fucking done." Chris said rolling over in his bunk.
"Wait a second Chris… Chris…" Tobias set for a few minutes hoping that his pod mate would answer him, but finally gave up defeated. He crawled in to bed trying to go to sleep but was unable to block out his thoughts.
What the hell was all that about? Why the hell did Chris get so pissed at me? I don't think I said anything wrong but I must have. I guess it was a little too obvious that I didn't believe. Way to go Beecher just show him all of your fucking cards. You think I would have learned to be more careful then that by now. What the hell could he have done to make so upset? I really did not think he would get so upset about me not believing him. I mean it just seemed so out of character for him to lose control like that. It must have been some fucked up shit to illicit a response like that from him. Why do I even care? I mean it is not like this guy is my best friend or anything. Who gives a fuck if h is pissed at me? I do that is who. But why? Why do I fucking care? After all the shit I have been through in the past two years I never thought I would care about someone besides myself. Let alone someone I just meet. What the hell is going on with me? I spent all this time building up this wall and for what? To have it knocked down in less then a day. I had been doing great up until today. What is so different about this guy? How did he get slow close to me with out me even realizing it before it was too late? And how the hell was he able to make me care about him. I just cannot figure this guy out. It is like when you figure out one thing about him you are left with two more mysteries in the old ones place. I don't know why but I want to figure this guy out and it is bugging the hell out of me that I cannot. I just need more time I guess I just need some more time. I will figure him out if it kills me.
With that final thought Toby closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep.
Normally I would be ecstatic that Toby was upset. It would me that my plan is working but I think I have abandoned that right now. If I were still on plan then I wouldn't have gotten this upset. Fucking Toby is getting to me. I don't get I have played people or years and the only thing that has ever happened was me taking joy in using them. Why is it different all the sudden? What the hell is so special about him? Why the fuck can't I just drop this bastard like all of the others that have came before him? God damn it Toby I am the one who is supposed to confuse you not the other way around. I don't like it either. I am supposed to be in control at all times. I cannot let him get to me, because it means that I will give up a part of me that I don't want to. Why do I have this over whelming urge to make Toby feel better? I don't get it I have had a hard life and have never given two shits about anyone other than myself. Why have I changed now? Ah fuck it I will think about this later.
"Hey Beecher you still awake?" Keller asked quietly
"Yeah" came the response from the bunk above.
"I just wanted to say sorry for snapping on you earlier. Can you forgive me?"