Longest Novel: Fall of The Republic

by morgan kingsley

In 2020, a middle-aged author, living too deeply in the past, decides to write the story of what really happened to him and his friends when he was younger, and as it unfolds, a giant conspiracy starts to show itself. An AU of seasons 1-4 that take place in the United States. Crossover with several other series for one overall universe.

10. Loss of Friendship

November 17, 2021

T.K. sent the next chapter to his publisher, as he grows to wonder more and more how much his publisher was even really willing to work with him going forward. Deep down, he had a sinking feeling that his publisher was probably not really wanting to actually publish these stories anymore.

As T.K. was starting to drive off to the house once again, and leaving the hotel he stayed at for nearly a month and a half, he was wondering how much the people in Wayside knew what he was doing, but just were pretending to turn a blind eye, due to the fact that if they showed that they knew, T.K. would have no choice but to fight back.

Eventually, he was getting out of his car, and took out a cigarette for a few seconds, and was pissed at what he was doing. He hated the fact that he wasn't even sure if hanging out with these people was going to be giving him much of value in the first place.

Before too long, he told himself to get over it. When he knocked on the door, he was looking around, and he was seeing that the one who answered was a short guy wearing a black shirt, and he had his hair covering his face. T.K. was thinking that it was strange that a guy as young as him was already getting into his gothic phase.

"What do you want?" He asked, and he was clearly not having even the most remote amount of interest in this subject. T.K. was sighing, and felt that whatever this boy wanted, he just needed to let it ride out.

"I was wanting to check up on you guys. Especially Henry. He was the next one in my line up of people to check." T.K. said, and then he was taking a cigarette out, and then the boy was growing a small smile across his face. This was when T.K. knew he was talking to the correct one.

"Yeah, that's me. Are you just checking off everybody on a list?" He asked, and then T.K. was slowly nodding, since that was mostly true, and then with that, T.K. was walking in the house for a few seconds, and he was wondering how he would be able to get Henry to feel more open about talking for a while.

"In a matter of speaking yeah. I just feel like it would be best if I at least meet every one of you. Considering the fact that I am going to be here for a while, and I have no idea what I am really getting myself into right now." T.K. said, hoping that the truth would make the guy be more open here.

Henry was then wondering what in the world to say to this. "Do you know why everybody is so scared?" Henry asked, and that question was making T.K. feel rather awful. Since in all honesty, T.K. felt that Henry was much too young for something like this.

"They all probably just heard some scary stories, and are having a hard time getting over it." T.K. said, and he was feeling bad for the lie he was telling. In all honesty, he was feeling that if he said anything else, to the younger ones especially, Todd would never want him to speak to them again.

"I hear scary stories all the time, and I don't have a issue with it." After Henry said that, he was growing a giant smile across his face, and felt super proud of what he was saying. T.K. decided that he would let it go for the time being.

"Yeah, I think that when you experience one happen as it is going down is a bit different. But I am not really in the mood to try and say anything else." After T.K. said this, he was wondering if the rudeness was going to be upsetting Henry much more than normal.

"I was just hoping that I could help." Henry said, and then when he was saying this, T.K. was wondering if he was taking these things much too seriously. And if he was needing to let Henry just express his feelings in this matter.

"Well, I promise that I will help in every way I can. I really enjoy talking with you guys, and I feel like you guys need to just let me take care of it." He said, and looked at Henry for a few seconds longer. He patted Henry on the shoulder, and felt like whatever he would do, he would be the one to help make the family feel different about the truth.

Episode 10: Loss of Friendship

Scene 1: Evaluating Love

I was feeling so glad to be going on this date with Sora, since was feeling that whatver I could talk to her about, we could just finally work something out here. I was thinking that I would just need to try and apologize to her. She needed to know that I was sorry for everything that was happening, and everything that was my fault.

Eventually, I reached her house, and I was wondering if my suit was going to be enough to truly impress her. I was feeling that the only way to really get her to like me again, I needed to try and own up to the fact that I was not the best boyfriend in the world, and show her that I was sorry for everything that I had been doing wrong, and that it was all my fucking fault.

When I saw her answer the door, the red dress that she was in always took the breath away from me for a second. It was one of those things that made me realie that she was worth fightng for. No matter what else was happening. and no matter what she was thinking of me, she was a woman worth fighting for, an if she left me, that man needed to treat her better than I ever did.

"Hey Sora, I would not have cancelled this date for anything." After I had said that to her, I was mainly just trying to be making her feel slightly better about this. When I said that, she was smiling harder than before. I just wanted to talk to her for a while. So with that, we were starting to walk to my car.

Eventually, once in the car again, I was just wondering what in the world I was going to tell her. "Matt, you seem like you are worried about something right now?" She said, and then I was thinking of what I was going to talk to her about. There was a lot that was on my mind. But I had no idea what to tell her now.

"Yeah, I have been thinking about how terrible of a boyfriend and friend I really am. I am not a good eprson at all, and I feel like you guys deserve better." After I said that to her, I was wondering if Sora would want to talk about it, or if I was going to have to be fighting this battle on my own now.

"Matt, do you feel like you are going to be able to change that?" Sora asked, and I was hearing from the sound of her voice that she was starting to actually feel that way, and that she was not wanting to admit it. I looked at her, and I was wondering what in the world I could have said.

"I want to. I really do. I just have no idea how in the world I can be able to do it though. I feel like everything that is going on here is all my fucking fault. You guys deserve better than me. T.K. deserves a better brother than me." I said, and then I was finally feeling like owning up to myself is what I needed to do.

"Matt, we can work this out if you choose to let me help. Just tell me what you need, and I will see where I can go." After she had said that to me, I was looking right at her, and I was seeing that she had looked like she needed me to communicate with her. "Regardless, as long as we can go on these dates, then I guess that I can't be too upset here."

I eventually reached the area that Sora loves to go on the most with our dates. When I was there, I was smiling while looking at her. "I remember your favorite spot at least. So I gueess that there's that." I said, and then with that, I got out of the car. I saw Sora looking like she had wanted to be happy here. But there was the fact that this was bringing us back to the day that the taxi driver got killed. That was when my involvement more or less became forced.

"I am sorry that I went too deep into this investigation. And I am sorry for acting like I was better at this all than you. I should have been there, and told you what I was doing. I should have fucking talked with you from the start, and not be giving you any shit at all." I said, and then I was wondering what in the world I was even going to do to make this any different.

"Matt, what made you so worried about telling me everything in the first place? I mean, I am not upset at what you were doing. I just wish that we were able to talk with each other better, and could have helped each other better." After she had said that to me, I was sighing, and I wondered if I was just making things worse for us.

"I wanted to protect you, and I was thinking that I could have made a difference. But the reality is that I did not really help out at all. All I did was just create further anger between us. And that is something that I will probably never forgive myself over." After I was saying this, I was feeling that I just needed to be honest, no matter what else was happening.

"Matt, relax, at least you're trying to take accountiblity for what is happening. That is something that I can really respect here. But the reality is that you need to be showing people that you are actually going to make the difference. Actions speak louder than words." After she had said that to me, I was angry when she was saying this. It was making me sound like I was a real piece of utter crap. But in all honesty, maybe I was.

"Is trying to take accountiblity going to make a fucking lick of difference if I don't really do anything? I feel like people want me to be better friends with them. But in all reality, I have no idea how I am going to do that. What even defines being a better friend anyways?" I asked, and then I was feeling that this was just me making excuses. But I needed to just know.

"Matt, the best way to be a better friend is just being more open with everybody. Don't be scared of being with somebody. If you can get people to talk with you, and enjoy hanging out with you, then I feel like that might be more than enough." After she had told me this, I was wondering why I was not even trying to go around it at all.

"I guess that I need to stop worrying about how I look to people like Joe. I wonder if Joe moght be feeling like I have been brushin him off too much. I wonder how in the world I am going to be able to apologie to him." I said, and I was wondering why in the world I was even mainly thinking about Joe. Probably because I was a major piece of shit to him, and that was all that I could be thinking.

"Well, then there is also Tai and the others. I think that the way to earn T.K.'s trust is to just join along with his stuff, even if they have no interest to you." After she had told me this, I was wondering what in the world I would have been able to say to T.K. He knew that I was not going to make any difference.

"Honestly, I think that T.K. will be calling bullshit to me every single word out of my fucking mouth. And I don't really want to deal with a man who is not even going to give me a single chance." I said, and then I was thinking that I could just leave the story alone right then and there.

"You did it to yourself with your brother. I think that you probably know that though. So for that reason, I am not going to be treating you like crap here. But do you think that he would want to give this another chance as well?" After she had asked that to me, I wondering what in the world I could have said to her.

"I can't believe that I am just going through a fucking crisis this summer. I should not have been doing this at all. God, I wonder what I am going to do to make this summer seem at least somewhat better." I said, and I was unable to believe that I was actually talking about it like this right now to begin with.

"It's going to be fine. At least you are having people at your side, who are not throwing you down or anything. There are so many people who are going to be all alone, and they will never realize their mistakes." Sora told me, and then I was feeling that this comment was trying to be making me feel better, and that she was trying to get me to think differently. But it was so hard to do so in this moment.

"Sora, I know that it might be hard for you to hear me say something like this... But I think that I love you." I said, and then I was looking right at her, wondering what the hell I was even meaning anymore. It just felt like I was needing to be honest with her about what I could do.

"Oh, wow..." Sora said, and then she wa slooking right at me, and I was seeing that she was just trying to go through all of her emotions to see what I was feeling. "I mean, I am still just so shocked when I hear you say it. And the fact that you are still meaning it amazes me."

"I don't even know why I have to say it like this. Probably to affirm myself that I still have some fucing emotions about what I am doing in my fucking life." After I said that to her, I wondered what I even was trying to accomplish. "Sora, I know how abrupt this might be sounding, but I think that we need to be getting out of Wayside as fast as possible." As I had said that to her, I was feeling that she was going to be finding my offer insane.

"I wish that we could. Once we are eighteen, if we're still together, then we just need to be getting out of here. But the truth is that I have no idea what I am feeling here. I mean, I feel like I need to see if you are goingto fully commit to whatever you set out to do." She said, and then I was wondering if this was meaning what I was fearing it did.

"Are you going to be breaking up with me?" I asked, and I was feeling that the idea of this happening was just gong to b breaking my heart. I needed to make sure that there was still a chance that this could have worked out for the better. "I guess that I might deserve it, but it still hurts to think about."

"I have no idea what I am going to do. I think that we should just focus on what matters most to us. You have a lot of work that you want to do to make people start to respect you again, and I feel like you can fucking do it. And I will be there at your side the entire time. As much as I feel like you would want me..." She said, and I was wondering why she was thinking that I would not want her.

"Sora, I have no idea where I had gone so wrong in the first place. That is the thing I need to figure out. I wanted to help you guys, and be the brother and friend that you needed to be. I was thinking that I was doing the right thing. But when I physically fought with T.K., I started to realize how much I went down the wrong path. When I hurt Ocho, and he beat me up, that was my way of affirming what I had believed." I said, and then I had no idea what in the world I was even thinking about.

"There are a couple of moments were I come in, and I felt like I was doing something right, and that I was helping out those in need. But then the whole thing just gets thrown down a fucking rough ass road. I should have never even fucking bothered. I feel like my friends would have respected me more if I had just remained silent this whole time." I said, and then I was wondering if Sora would agree to what I was saying.

"If you did that, then people would have been angry at you for not fighting at all. I would rather be angry at somebody for doing too much than literally being lazy and doing nothing." Sora said, and then I felt like everything that she was telling me was a bunch of fucking bullshit. For some reason, I had never once thought that this was what she had actually meant.

Eventually, we were finishing up this conversation, and despite everything that we had been talking about, I was feeling that there was something in Sora that was just not wanting to be around me anymore. I felt like she was never going to be the same now that we had been in these inevestigations.

As we were driving along, I was looking right at her, and I was wondering what to say. "Sora, do you want to even still be with me? I mean, if I love somebody, I got to focus on what she wants. That is one thing that I am starting to slowly learn from seeing how my parents interacted, and how I never want to be going down that path ever again." I said, and I was now feeling more and more like a grown up as I had been saying that to her.

"I have no idea what I want. I guess that if I could decide what I would want, I would want to know why Tai had been doing all of these investigations behind my back, and not even giving me any form of a idea what he was doing. I feel like that would have been a good fucking starting point." She said, and I was smiling at this, thinking we could work together with them.

"I guess that's fair enough. I never thought that Tai would have been the one who was making all of these shady deals. Maybe that is something that I should do. Stop judging people so fucking easily." I said, and then I parked my car at her house. I was then looking at the steering wheel, and I was just trying to decide what to say.

"Are you thinking of something right now?" Sora asked, and then I was looking right at her, having no idea what in the world we were even going to do. "If you are, then I would want to know what it is." Sora said to me, and I was wondering what in the world I was going to say.

"I was thinking about how much I was wanting to kiss you. I know, it sounds stupid as hell. But I can't fucking help it." I said, and then I was seeing her looking lke she was actually finding my statement to be rather amusing. As I had said that to her, I saw her slowly nod, willing to take that in.

"If that is what you want, then you can have it." Sora said, and she was grabbing my head, and then we ended up placing togetehr for a kiss. And the entire time that we were at it, I was feeling that I could have done so much more to earn these more. When we were done, that was when the two of us were looking at each other once again.

"Sora, I want to start to change as fast as possible. I want to make you guys proud of me." After I said that to her, I was feeling like saying it out loud, and saying it with such conviction was all that I could have been able to say. I just wanted to see what Sora even knew about my feelings.

Eventually, that was when Sora was getting out of the car. "Matt, just make sure that whatever you do, you don't start to lose what is good about you." When Sora was done saying this, I was shaking my fucking head, thinking that there was virtually nothing good about me at all. Nothing that would really make ths discussion worth it.

"I don't even know what that would be." I said, and then Sora was closing her eyes, probably just out of annoyance more than anything else. And when I had seen this, I wondered what I was going to say. But then I was starting to drive way, not giving her a chance to tell me anything.

I just needed to feel good about professing my love to her, and I was feeling that for the time being at least, then this was going to be all that I had needed to hear. And before I was even thinking about it too long, I was already back home, not thinking about what Sora was saying when she said "the good things about me."

When I was home that day, I was going right inside, and I was wondering if I should try and talk to T.K. In all honesty, I was feeling that perhaps by just seeing what he was thnking, I could be able to find a good starting spot on how to become a better person. Or at least a better boyfriend.

"Hey T.K., how have you been today?" I asked, and then I was seeing T.K. looking at me, and I was seeing that he was just trying to decide what to think of me reaching out to him like this. Then he sighed, and figured that he would just listen to me for a while at this rate.

"Doing alright. While you were probably having the time of your fucking life, hanging out with Sora." T.K. said, and then he was looking like he was rather saddened by this whole thing. I was wondering what the fucking hell I was even going to be saying to him. So I was sitting down, and then I looked right at him.

"I mean, she and I were talking about a lot of the things that I really need to be looking for in order to have some self improvement." I said, and then I was wondering what the fucking hell I was even going to be getting myself into. I was wondering if maybe there was a girl he liked.

"Just seems a bit odd that you are looking at self improvement. I mean, I always thought that you were just too proud of yourself." T.K. said, and then I was wanting to scream at him for saying something like that. But then I was wondering if he was going to be giving me grief over everything.

"Honestly, I should have at least considered what everybody else was wanting to do. But the reality is that when I look at what you guys are all doing, I realize that I have not really added a whole lot to this team, and I feel like I need to fucking step up here." I said, and then I was sitting down, wondering if he was going to be saying anything.

"Team? I wish that everybody could be able to look at it that way. Maybe things would have been more focused, and everybody would be working together better." After T.K. said that to me, I was shocked to be seeing him actually semi complimenting the way that I had been talking here. And when I heard that, I felt like I would work with this.

"Do you consider this to be a team? I don't know. I guess that I just need to know what you are worried about. What you want to do to help us all out?" I asked, and I was aware of how obvious this answer was. But I was feeling that if I at least just played along, then this would have been a lot better.

"Yeah, a girl asked me how I was doing, and I honestly had no idea how to answer her. So I was just relenting, and I told her everything that I had been doing, and when I spoke with her more, I was honestly feeling that I could be able to reach out to her a lot more than I ever did." T.K. said, and then he smiled at this, and I was so happy to hear him sounding somewhat happy here.

"So you are starting to like somebody? That is good to hear. Get to know her for a while, and really get to see how she feels. Once you really see her for her true self, and you are confident, just ask. If she says no, then at least you know the answer." I said, and then I looked at him, wondering if he was going to be taking what I said into absolute word.

"Easy for you to say. You always have been advertising youself as a player, who can do no wrong. And yeah, compared to me, you have so much fucking game that it is a pain in the fucking ass." T.K. said, and then he was walking towards his room, and then he was continuing to speak, and he was saying shit that I hated him to be saying.

"Besides, in all honesty, I feel like I can't be with her anyways. I have been working too much on this shit to really be happy, and I think that this is something that I just need to be a man about and fucking accept." T.K. said, and then I was feeling that I just needed to ask him the same question, but at least said differently.

"If this work gets in the way of your happiness, then are you one hundred percent sure that you want to be doing this? I mean, you have a perfect chance to make it work." I said to T.K., and I was seeing T.K. looking like he was willing to at least consider what I had said.

"I mean, I want to say that I should continue to do it. But now that I am here, and I am seeing what this can all lead to, I am not sure at all anymore. Why the fucking hell does this whole thing have to be so fucking complicated? You are just making ths harder for me to be looking at properly." After he had said that to me, I was so happy to be seeing T.K. looking like he was finally seeing my point of view.

"If you ever need some advice on what is going on with the relationship, then just come along and tell me, and I will see what I can do to help you out." I said, and then I was seeing that T.K. looked like he was truly starting to be seeing that I was sincere, and that I was not just doing this for my own personal gain.

Eventually, I was going back into my room, and I was thinking that whatever T.K. was going to do, I needed to do my best to try and support him no matter what. He deserved better than what I had been doing, and that was all that I fucking knew. There was nothing that I could do to make him win that girl over.

"Can you at least tell me her name?" I asked, before I went inside. When I asked T.K. this, he was standing up, and he was shocked to be hearing me show any interest in this. T.K. gulped when he heard me say this. I was wondering why he was acting like this over a fucking name.

"Teri. She goes to school with me. I had a class with her. I feel so comfortable with her. I don't have any better way to say it." T.K. said, and I was feeling that I just needed to let it go with that. I was thinking that as long as T.K. had that, then I was going to be happy. As much as he annoyed the fucking crap out of me on many moments, he was somebody that I still cared deeply for.

Once I was in my room, I was feeling that there was nothing to talk about. I wondered what the fucking hell I did to make T.K. so worried about telling me about Teri. I mean, there was no way that it was just simply the fact that I was dating Sora. He needed a better excuse to be going through this than that.

Eventually, I laid down on my bed, and I wanted to go to sleep, and I wanted to just drop this whole subject for a while. There was no reason for me to be so worried about this all, and I had only been making things worse for everybody. Maybe if I had slept on this conversation, and if I could really let it all be take into consideration, then that was althat I had needed.

I knew that no matter what was happening, and I knew that no matter what I wanted to do, T.K. was probably going to be the one person who I really needed to earn the trust of again. I felt like the other people were not going to require as much work as T.K. would require, although I had no idea why the hell he was so scared of this.

I wondered why I was always seemed to be having a hard time with this. Since in all honesty, Joe was able to get people to actually fucking like him, and he was not that much of a social guy. While you have a person like myself, who was trying to be a good enough social butterfly, and then it had all been utterly fucking ruined.

When I had woken up the next day, I was staring out the window, and I was looking at the streets of Wayside once again. And when I was looking, I was able to see, even if I did not agree, why T.K. was loving the town so much. Why he was finding Wayside to be a town worth fighting for. And when I was thinking about what he was saying, I was feeling that this was going to actually give me some real motivation here.

Eventually, I was leaving the room, and then I was seeing that T.K. was looking like he was in a much better mood than he had been before. When I was seeing him that way, I was thinking that I would just need to be leaving him alone, and that I was not going to be making things worse for him. He deserved better than me, and I was well aware of this. And I was not going to let anybody say otherwise.

As I was outside, I was walking down to the car, and then I got inside, and I was starting to drive along, and I was going to be having a long and nice drive. Not fucking talking to anybody, and I was thinking that doing this would be able to get me to really think about my ideas of love, and why I had been so fucking confused on them all this whole time.

I drove along for a while, and I was seeing that there was a group of black cars that were parked, and then I parked the car near by, feeling that if I pretended like I was doing nothing besides going to that Indidan resturant near by, and pick up a thing of curry, then nobody was going to know or care if I was going to sneak in a small conversation here.

I rolled down the car window, and I was seeing that there was a man who was smoking a cigarette, and he was talking with one of his colleagues. It had seemed like they were all in harmless discussion, and for a while, I was almost starting to feel like this was a waste of time, and that they were probably on break.

"What did you think about the fact that the police were investigating the Sector Five Strip Club?" One of them asked, and I was only slightly familiar with what had happened, but I was wanting to see if I could be able to learn more by just pretending like there was nothing else here.

"Honestly, who fucking cares about that? The police are just playing along with the act, and we know that. The police don't really fucking care about what we do." The other one said, and then I was not too shocked by that. Hearing that the police had been involved with this. And to be honest, I was feeling that maybe I would tell T.K. this.

"Did you hear that the Temple of the Ancients had been violated recently? I thought that was the one spot in Wayside that even we were told to never touch. I wonder if there is some materia that had been found there that we just needed to gather." The first guy said as he was stomping his cigarette. I was getting out of my car, and then I was headig right to the Indian resturant, and after this, I was going to force T.K. to talk to me about this after this.

Scene 2: Negotiations and Curry

I was grabbing the curry that I had considered buying before, and the entire time that I was there, I was getting more and more scared of what the fucking hell I had been getting myself into. I wondered what the hell my broher and I were going to be talking about once I told him the full truth of what had happened.

I had sat down, and I really was thinking about what in the world I was going to tell him. The only thing that I was coming to was that I would just try and be honest with him. I would get him to realize that the police were the main targets that he needed to look at if he was wanting to do something about them.

When I was grabbing the curry, and leaving, that was when another man in black was walking by. "Hello, I never knew that people your age would be interested in coming here." After he said that to me, I was aware that he knew what my plans were. I hated the situation that I was inside.

I started to drive home, and I was not going to be wasting any time at all. I just needed to talk to T.K., and I was feeling that whatever he wanted to say, it would have been better that I told him everything, and then he would fucking just make his own opinion and we could work something out there.

The more that I had thought about it though, the more and more that I was feeling that this whole thing was fucking ridiculous. I mean, I had literally no evidence, and I was just going around, acting like a fucking chicken with my head cut off. I was feeling that I just needed to try and be realistic about what I was doing.

When I was parked at the house, I was getting out of my car, with nothing else to do. I grabbed the curry, thinking that if for nothing else, at least T.K. would appreciate the offer of splitting it up half and half. Even though he was probably not needing that much.

Once inside, that was when T.K. was looking up at me, and I was seeing that he was looking a bit more shocked to see me here than he was wanting to admit. "What are you doing? I thought that you were going to be too busy fucking Sora." T.K. said, and then I was feeling that him talking like this was going to be why we were never going to get anything done.

"She was telling me that I needed to find out what was important to me." I said, and then I looked at T.K. and I was thinking of how fucking silly this whole situation had sounded. "And in all honesty, I think that she might be right. I was just driving along, trying to find out some information on my own."

"And I know that you probably already know this, but I heard it, and it is like official that these men in black who are in that fucking company are working with the police. All that investigation shit that they were doing after that one guys death was probably just all bullshit." I said, and then I was seeing T.K. looking like he was just trying to not be too mean.

"Yeah, I guess that something like this is super obvious." T.K. said, and I was then placing the curry down on the table, and then I was starting to open it up. As I was doing this, I was seeing the wistful look on his face, and I was seeing that maybe that was the thing that was getting him to talk.

"But at the same time, I mean, if you are going out of your way to look into this on your own, then maybe there is a small hint of me in you as well." T.K. said, and then he was smiling for a bit, and I was seeing that there was something almost kind of proud about what he had been saying.

"T.K., tell me what you know." I asked, and then I was just feeling that this was going to drive me insane. I needed to have him help me out. "You're right, I should have been there for you a lot more. I admit it. But isn't admitting that you have a problem one of the first steps to getting things changed."

"I have nothing to tell you. But in all honesty, I have no idea why I am even bothering with this. Everything that I am doing is just a waste of time. Please just understand that I am trying to help out, but I am failing." After T.K. said that to me, and then I was wondering where I could get him to just finally stop freaking out. He was taking this whole thing far too seriously, and I was feeling this was my fault.

"You do have something to tell me. Maybe nothing useful. But if you are planning on doing the job more than the poilce are doing, you have to fucking undertsand that every single hint you can possibly give is something." After I had said that to him, I saw that T.K. was at least somewhat considering my statement.

"Do you trust me more than you trust the police?" After T.K. asked me this, I was unable to believe that this question was ever asked. The whole thing just sounded so wrong, and I was wondering where in the world I had gone in order to be asked this. But then with tht, I was looking at T.K., ready to be honest with him.

"At this point in time, I do trust you more than I trust any of them. At least with you, I know what I am getting myself into, mostly. And at least I know that you have good intentions" I said, and I was aware that good intentions was not always enough to make things work. But when compared to these officers, it was at least a fucking start.

"I think that if we are going to be finding out the truth of Wayside, we need to be forming team work." After I told T.K. this, I was seeing that he was looking tired, and he had clearly given up on this whole thing. I felt like after all this time, he had known that I was not going to be letting go of this.

"Yeah, maybe working together as a team is not all that bad. After all, I am already working as a team with my friends. So with you would not be all that different I guess." T.K. said, and in all honesty, I was happy to be seeing him finally conceding to this argument. He was already digging right into the half that I had given him.

"I will try and gather some intel with Sora and the others. It might not be much, but it will be better than nothing at all." I said, and then I looked at him, wondering what in the world we were ever going to do."I just can't believe that this is ever happening. Maybe Joe or Tai since they were more directly involved with that investigation."

"Are you seriously going to help me out?" T.K. asked me, and I was seeing him looking like he was sincerely happy about what I was saying. Eventually, I was nodding, and I was pouring myself my half, feeling that there was nothing else to be saying to this. I felt so worried about him.

"Yeah, I will help you. And I will do whatever I can. But I can't keep this lie shit up with you. No more bullshit from now on." I said, and then I was looking at him, unable to fucking take it anymore. I was tired and sick of the way that T.K. had been dealing with me. "I will tell you everything that I know."

"Just do whatever you can. And I will be happy with whatever you can be able to do." T.K. said, and then after he had said that to me, I was seeing him sort of looking like he had given up on this discussion. And seeing that he was finally accepting the fact that I was doing whatever I could for him, that was all that I really fucking needed.

When I was leaving the house, I was getting right to my car, and then I was starting to head on right towards Tai's house. I knew that he had some issues with his younger sister, and until that is taken care of, he might be needing to work with me much as possible. In all honesty, I was feeling that whatever Tai wanted to do, as long as it was not getting in the way of his sense of judgment, then that was all that I had needed.

It took about ten minutes or so for me to reach Tai's house, and then I got out of the car, and then I was reaching the front door step, I was feeling that whatever Kari was feeling about Tai then I was going to be crossing that bridge when we were getting there. Tai answered the door, and he was looking at me for a second.

"What the fucking hell are you wanting?" Tai asked me, and then I was wondering what had gotten into him. But then I was thinking that Tai probably was assuming that I was going to be laughing in his face, or just trying to be like Joe where the two of them would be hanging out for like a million hours.

"Woah dude, chill out. I was not wanting to be making you angry at all." I said, and then I was looking at Tai, wondering what the hell he was wanting to do. But after that, I was feeling that if I told him what I was doing with T.K., then he might be willing to be more appreciative of what I was doing.

"I have talked with my brother T.K., and the two of us were just talking to each other about what had been going on with him. He just seems to be rather lost. And I promised him that I was going to be helping him out, and that I was no longer going to be getting in the way of what he was doing. But he promised me that from now on, he was always going, to be honest with me going forward." I said, and I felt better at the fact that I was making this whole thing work.

"That's good. I just wish that I could be able to make some things up with my sister Kari. I want her to understand that I am going to do whatever I can to make her feel better here. But who knows, maybe something like that is going to be fucking impossible." Tai said, and then he had started to think a bit differently.

"Well, I think that when I see T.K. again, he would want to see that I am putting in some effort as well. Do you think that you would be willing to do that as well?" I asked, and then he looked at me, scared out of his mind on what I was even suggesting. Like he just thought that working with me was a death sentence.

"Look, I know that I have been rather rude to you before. And I feel like I need to be getting better at that to be honest. But I mean, Sora has been telling me that she wants to be friends with you still, and she wanted us to get along. And I realize that maybe I have not been treating you fairly honestly." I said, and then I was wondering why I was even saying all this in the first place.

"I guess that things can't be much worse. And at least if we work together, then we have a small chance on making this whole thing work out. So I guess that we can do it." Tai said, and then I was taking a sigh of relief, knowing that he was not going to be just asking me a million questions.

"So Tai, what did you and Joe do during your time working together?" I asked, and I was wondering if they were still working together. Not that it really mattered all that much, but I was feeling that if their correspondence was slightly ending, then perhaps the two of us could be able to make some use out of it, and see where to go from it.

"Well, Joe and I were not really making that much progress to be honest. We found out that the girl he had been dating had been working with that Walter Monroe guy. But since that guy is dead, then there is really no fucking reason to be trying to find out what the two of them knew." Tai said, and I was seeing that deep down, he did not really believe in that.

"Well, if we found out what they were working on, then we can be able to probably figure out what the fucking hell was going on that made Joe's girlfriend go missing, and then that guy end up dead within like three fucking weeks of each other. It is absolutely insane that we are not still looking at this." I said, and I was not even caring if I was sounding hard on him.

"Fair enough. Maybe Joe's girlfriend could be the person that could lead to some of this shit making sense. But do we really feel like some completely random thing like this is going to help?" Tai said, and then I was seeing him not knowing what else to be saying. "I guess that I am still having a lot of things in my mind that I am not so sure about."

"What do you mean?" I asked, actually confused and curious what he was meaning. Maybe if I could see what his feelings on this subject, then the two of us would finally just get cracking on this whole fucking case. I was almost regretting my question instantly due to the look on his face.

"There was a girl that I was liking, and I was wanting to have a chance with her. But I broke off any chances with her so that way I could be able to focus on this work. You know, I thought that just investigating things around was going to be my best way to finally get my feelings settled in. But I wish that we had been together." After he had said that to me, I was wondering what in the world I was even going to be able to tell him here.

"Wow, I will admit that I am surprised that you had the courage to turn her down. Do you think that this was the right choice?" After I asked him this, I was seeing that Tai looked rather unsure of himself, and more just like he was going through the motions of what he had still been feeling.

"I don't know what came over me. It just felt like the responsible thing to do when I was at that moment. Sometimes the most important choices are the ones that require the strongest wills." Tai said, and I was now just finding it hilarious how he was telling me something like that in the first place.

"Regardless, it is something that I am going to just have to live with. And that is all that there is to it. So Tai, are you sure that you literally got nothing the entire time that you were looking around? I just find it really fucking hard to believe that after all this time, there was nothing..." I said, and then I looked right at him, wondering what else I was going to be saying on the matter.

"I mean, I don't think that I did. I remember something that Joe was telling me about the science facility." Tai said, and then he slowly started to recall something. "The way that he was talking with T.K.'s friend Yolei one time was rather strange. As if he was scared of the fact that he was going to be sending her to her grave or something." Tai said, and I was feeling that I just needed to not be commenting on anything related to that, since it was not my business.

"Oh my god, what was Joe fucking thinking by going to fucking Yolei? That is just so strange. I mean, I doubt that she wants to be dealing with him acting all fucking high and mighty when he is around her." I said, and then I was feeling that Tai needed to tell me something that wasn't so god damn fucking insane that it just made my skin uncomfortable.

"I think that they have a bit of a history. That would explain everything. But honesty, that is not my business. I am literally just telling you everything that I know. Not a single fucking detail about that." Tai said to me, and I was seeing that he was showing a small amount of his patience starting to go away.

"I am going to have to come back into the fucking night call, don't I?" I asked, and then I was looking at Tai, and I was wondering what he would have said to this idea. After I asked him this, Tai looked like he was wanting to know if I was talking about those events that led to be making that donation.

"Yeah, I am talking about that. I don't really want to, but I feel like I have no choice." After I said that to Tai, I wanted him to be getting much more serious about this job, and not be messing around at all.

"Yeah, we need to get right to business. Any more fucking around, and I think that we are going to get a little bit too close to the fun hanging out sessions." Tai said, and he was making it sound like something like this was a massive fucking crime or something. I was then starting to walk along, not wanting to deal with crap anymore.

"Hey Matt, what was the reason that you were even finding yourself in the back of that cab anyways?" Tai asked, and then I was looking at him, and I was wondering why in the world he would even care over something so random. But then I decided that I would be honest with him.

"I wanted to be more like my friend Ocho, and I wanted to be feeling like I had been doing something important. I wanted to just do something that made me feel like I could give him closure. But all that I did was end up making things more confusing, and putting my very friendship with the guy on the line." I said, and I was ashamed of that fact. I was feeling that this was the thing that started to make me lose any form of a social standing I had.

"I thought that for once, I would be doing something useful. All that I ever did was just piss people off, and make people have little to no fucking hope that I can ever be useful at all." After I finished that, I felt like I just needed to stop fucking talking, and that I just needed to actually start working again.

"What does Ocho know? I mean, you were saying that you were making him feel a bit awful, and that things are on the line. But seriously, you must be able to trust him at least a little bit. And besides, from what I ave been hearing from Izzy, he does seem to know more about it than anything else." Tai asked, and I was thinking that really just making things work with Ocho was the only thing that really mattered now.

"Yeah, I will go on and talk to him again. Maybe if I do that, then he might see that I am not a fucking liar." I said, and then I smiled when I looked at Tai, wondering what in the fucking world I was even getting myself into. "I will talk to him tonight. Not like I got much else to lose."

I was letting all the situations run in my mind about what I was going to be doing with Ocho. I was feeling that this friendship, more than any others was the one that I really needed to work on fixing up. That was the only real friendship that I had been having, and the only one that still hurt to think about losing.

Eventually, the two of us were at the skating park, and I was seeing that Tai was just looking around. "Do you think that Rob has any idea on what we are going to do?" I asked, and then I was just feeling that we were going through the same motions over and over again.

"Well, I would be willing to give him a chance. After all, all we are doing is just running around and doing stupid shit. I mean, has anything we have been doing really made a single fucking thing to actually help us out? All we do is just mess around, and go around in angst about what we haven't found." Tai said, and the I was slowly nodding here.

"We would be the worlds worst detectives. I will just leave it at that." I said, and then I was mainly laughing at this, hoping that the situation I was bringing up was not going to making Tai feel bad for whatever reason. Since in all honesty, everything that I had just aid was more than true enough.

"Yeah, I mean, I think that we need to be talking to Sheldon. Considering the fact that he had found something. But then again, every time somebody even remotely brings up the idea of us going around and talking to him, he always just acts like we are fucking insane, and that we should have never even come to him. He must be really confident he found the worst thing in the world." Tai said, and I was wondering what the hell I could do to get Sheldon to listen.

"Do you think that Sheldon even cares about the state of this town? If he was a man for Wayside, he could have fucking told us the issues that he had seen, and we could be able to work with him. But all he does is run away from this, like a fucking coward." I said, and then I looked at him, and I was wondering what Tai would think of the issue.

"Yeah, I do think he cares in his own misguided way. And that is why he is always going around and insisting on not telling us. I mean, I think that he is telling himself that if he had just told us, then that would be the worst thing we could deal with." Tai said, and I was sincerely trying to see his point of view.

"I guess that maybe that is true. I just have a hard time really buying it all is the issue." I said, and then I was looking around as well. I was seeing that Rob was down there. I was seeing that he was still skating, and that he was having the time of his life. Or at least as much as possible, considering what the hell had been doing on. I was needing to just get back into that taxi business, to stand a chance at this.

"Hey Rob, sorry to interuppt, but would you want to talk?" I asked, and even just asking him that made him look like he was wanting to just do his best to hide his tears from my sight. I was feeling like I needed to show at least a hint of compassion, and just leave him alone.

"Honestly, I think that I want to just leave this situation alone for the rest of my fucking life. I know that sounds a bit silly. But Matt, if you want to argue this, then just think on how things would be if you lost the one woman that you cared about most in the world?" Rob asked, and then I was seeing him smiling at this question, thinking that he was on the fucking right path.

"I mean, either I would spend the rest of my life looking at all of this. Or I would just become all to myself, and then there is no chance that she would ever return." I said, and I was feeling that the answer was becoming a bit harsh, and that was not the way I meant it. But I did not fucking care. I needed to make my fucking point.

"Wow, that is one way of making me feel like shit on purpose." After Rob said that to me, I was feeling like I just needed to fucking shut up, and not be making things even worse to him. "But I guess that there is a level of truth to this." Rob said, and then I was wondering if the two of us were going to be able to work together going forward. Or I was only going to make things worse for him.

Scene Three: Returning to the Night Call

I was starting to leave the house, and I was walking by T.K.'s room, and I was shaking my head. In all honesty, despite everything that I had been dealing with, and all of our fights, I wanted him to be happy. I needed to make sure that he was going to have the chance to be with his friends, and not have to be worried about what I was doing.

Eventually, when I was out of the house, I wondered what in the world T.K. was going to be feeling if he had known that I was going to be trying to take things for myself. I was wondering if he was going to be thinking that I was somehow the bad guy here. The bad guy for actually being a good brother. What a fucking joke.

I got in the car, and then I was starting to drive along, and I was going right to Ocho's house. I was feeling that I needed to at least try and see what he was feeling. If I had known what he was wanting, and what he had found out, then the two of us would be able to talk for a while, and perhaps pull something together resembling a coherent plan.

Once I knocked at his house, this was when Ocho answered the door, and then he was looking at me. It was so dark that I was hardly able to really see his emotions. I was hardly able to see if he was angry at talking with me. I was not going to let him tell me to go away. "Hey Ocho, how have you been doing?" I asked, feeling that was a innocent enough question.

"Doing alright. Have you been holding up well these last few weeks. Sorry for not coming along and talking to you earlier." Ocho said, and he was sounding sincere enough. I saw him looking like he was actually feeling kind of sorry for everything that he had been dealing with.

"Don't worry. I should have been talking with you as well. I just guess that I was thinking that you wanted nothing to do with me, and I just assumed that we should have broken it off." I said, and I was aware that deep down, every single thing that had happened here was all my fault.

"Damn it. How in the world did things fall down this bad? I can't believe that this got so out of hand." After Ocho said that, he was sounding like he was feeling so bad that it was impossible to be angry at me. "Look Matt, I am so sorry for being a bad friend. Maybe it was just not meant to be working this way."

"Don't say that. I am sure that if we worked together enough, we could be able to find something here." I said, and then I looked right at Ocho, wondering what we were going to do. "Want to go for a ride, and we can see what we can talk about here." After I had said that to Ocho, I was seeing him looking like he had no real clue what my motives were.

"Yeah, let's go. I think that things are better when we work together and talk for a while." After Ocho said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he was starting to grow more and more into this idea. We got in my car, and then I was starting to drive along, and I was looking right at him.

"Is there anything that you would want to do?" I asked, and then I was seeing Ocho shrugging, having no idea what the point of any of this really was in the first place. I knew that he used to really enjoy going to Mezmer's, before Andrea had gone missing.

"Look, I am so fucking sorry for what had happened to Andrea. I don't think that I would have ever forgiven myself if that had happened to me. So I guess that maybe I can see where you are coming from." After I had said that to him, I saw Ocho looking like he was just growing to hate the mere mention of her name at this point.

"I fucking hate thinking about it. I should have been there for her, and I should have been doing everything that I could. I mean, in my entire seventeen years of living, that is the one thing that I will probably take with me to my fucking grave." Ocho said, and I was seeing him balling his fists together, having nothing to say now.

"Ocho, whatever those fucking assholes did is not your fault. Andrea would not fucking blame you for what had happened. Please understand that. She probably loved you very much." I said, and then I was seeing Ocho looking like he had absolutely no desire to be hearing the bullshit that I had been giving him.

"Yeah, but if she loved me, she probably thought that I was the only one that could change it." Ocho said, and he was sounding like he was wanting to scream at this statement, and I was holding my wheel tightly, wondering what I was even going to be saying now. "But whatever, I will say this... You probably sound more sincere about this than almost anybody else I talked with."

"I talked with your brother. I mean, he probably did mean it, and he probably did want to help me. But the reality is that he is too young to really fucking get what I am dealing with. And for that reason, I did not even really bother explaining everything. I did not want to make him feel overwhelemed of taxed by what I was doing." I was sighing in annoyance the moment he had said that T.K. had come to him.

"He is trying so hard to really be getting involved with everything that is going on. Acting like he is going to be the only one in the entire world who can actually make a difference. I mean, I respect what he is doing, but I think that he needs to be looking at what he is doing." I said, and then I was parking at Mezmer's.

"Thanks." Ocho said, and he was smiling for a second when he had seen where I had parked. I was so fucking happy to be seeing him actually relatively happy for once. "So Matt, have you made any progress on finding some evidence?" He asked, and then I looked right at him, having nothing to say.

"No, I really have not. I mean, I know the police are involved. Hearing that makes me not want to work on what that one female officer wanted me to work with back then." I said, having completely forgotten about it until I was letting everything related to my knowledge with them coming to my mind. I was not going to let that case come right back.

We were getting out of the car, since I wanted nothing to do with telling him that when we were outside. I was feeling that we would have probably been public enemy number one. We were going inside of Mezmer's, and Oho was looking around the area, having some thoughts in his mind.

We had sat down. "Ocho, what recommendations do you have with me finding out more about this?" I asked, and I was just wanting him to help me out as much as I was wanting to help him out. "I mean, this for more than just my brother now. This is for everybody else that I had been working with, and I will do whatever I can now."

"Just look around as much as possible. Don't rule anything out. It is that simple. Just find everything you can, and you will make it all work out just fine. I know that you are probably not wanting to hear that, but sometimes looking at literally everything is going to all you need." Ocho said, and then I looked at him, and I was seeing him looking like he was relatively tired now.

"I guess that I am not going to be getting much more from you than that." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that Ocho had looked slightly tired now. "Have you been doing that?" I asked, feeling that if he was doing that already, then what the fucking hell was the point of telling me this.

"I have been trying to do that. But there are so many things in Wayside that looking around everywhere might be impossible to do in one summer. Because I know that we are going to be going right into our junior year, and by that point the vast majority of people in our class will not give the smallest fuck about what happened with Andrea anymore." Ocho said, and I was startting to hear the venom coming back once more.

"How about this, we just both look around as much as we can, and let's say once a week or so, we re-meet and we talk about everything that we have been finding." After I had said that to him, I was feeling that this would be good enough to get him to consider what I had been offering. I was seeing him looking like he could go along with this.

"Yeah, sure I thik that we can do that." After Ocho had said that to me, I was seeing him finally looking like he was going to just roll with this. "But Matt, I do want to know something. Are you going to be letting your love for those around you be affecting your investigation?"

After he had said that to me, I was looking down at my burger, while Ocho had already finished his, which always amazed me how quickly he had been able to go through his. Then with that, I had looked right at him, feeling that I just needed to tell him the truth of what I had been dealing with.

"Sora had been telling me that I need to be looking around, and that I just need to be finding out what I could do to make me love them all again. I am trying to be a better friend, and a better boyfriend." After I had said that to him, I saw Ocho feeling slightly bad for me at that moment.

"Oh that fucking sucks. Having your girlfriend tell you that you needto straighten up. But if you love her, like truly love her, then you need to be doing whatever you can to show her that you listened." Ocho said, and he had sounded somewhat happy as he had told me this.

"And in all honesty, until I find the answer of what had been happening, and until I know what I can do to make her happy, then I think that I just need to be focusing on this investigation. I care about them so much now." I said, and I wanted to do everything that I could to show Sora that I loved her.

"And another thing that I want you to know is that no matter what happens, and no matter how he might be reacting to this, you need to protect T.K. He is going to get himself killed if you do not stay there at his side. I don't really care one way or another about him. But I need to make sure that you know that this is getting way too far for him." Ocho said, and then I was just so glad to be knowing that he had felt that way as well.

"Thank you for feeling that way as well. It fucking kills me when I see him acting all fine and dandy. Acting like there is nothing at all." After I told him this, I was wondering what in the world I was going to tell Ocho anyways. "Besides, I think that he will probably just tell me to go fuck myself."

"God, it must be hard to have a super stubborn brother like T.K. God I am glad that I am the only child." Ocho said, and he was sounding slightly happy to be throwing a sort of witty remark at me. I was feeling that if he had known what it was like to have a sibling, he would understand how much it would hurt to deal with this.

"Trust me you would never know..." I said, and then I was looking at the window, and at the night life. "God, I am going to start tomorrow to do all this stuff in the night as well again." I said, committing to this idea now, thinking that there was nothing else to be doing at this rate besides just focusing.

Scene 4: Exhausting All Choices

I was getting ready to go on and just head on down to the library. I would not believe that I was going down to the fucking library. I was thinking that whatever I was going to be finding there, I would be able to say that if for nothing else, I did try, and that I didn't really over look all of my options.

Before I left, I was seeing that my father was looking over, and there was a look on his face as if trying to see what I was going to be doing. He kept calm mostly, but it was clear that he was wanting to just give me a warning. But I was going to just leave him alone, and not give him what he had wanted, and I was going to show T.K. that I was on his side.

I think another thing that I was going through was the refusal to buy into the fact that my father was behind everything. I was thinking that the story behind our move did have some strange facts to it. And I was thinking that maybe my father could have at least been a little bit more honest.

Before long, I was getting near the library, and I was thinking that every minute that I was going to spend at this god forsaken place during summer break was a minute that I should be allowed to stay away from school during the year, since it was only fair for me in my opinion.

Once inside, I was wondering why in the world I was even coming here in the first place. The main reason that I was thinking that this was a bad idea was the fact that there was no evidence here. If Lazarus was really behind all of this, then the truth was that they were probably going to be destroying any evidence before it was coming along. And that this was a waste of time.

I went down to "L" section of the selection, thinking that by some luck, I would be able to find something related to the company itself. As I was opening up some books, I was seeing that some of them related to the exact same stuff that I had already seen a thousand times. Like I had already seen all the information related to the mall burning.

As I was looking along, I was thinking of something else, and I was walking towards the lady who was working there. There was something that I wanted to try at least, and hopefully she was actually going to be listening to me. "Hey, did you know if there are any information related to that destroyed church?" I asked, hoping that could get her to listen to me.

"Oh yeah, the one that had recently shut down. It seems as if all the big controversies that happened in this town started with that garden fire. Unfortunately, we do not know much about it." She said to me, and then I was looking at her, wishing to hear more.

"Do you know why exactly the garden was destroyed? I mean, I know that it was done soon after that one woman died. But I doubt that she is really the main reason behind it all." I asked, and I was not even caring how much I was going to be bringing her down by this. I needed to know the truth.

"From what I understand, one main thing about it was that it was the only place in Wayside that still had some semblance of the environment. Some people believe that the main reason they destroyed it is that way they can focus on making the city follow their plans." After she had said that to me, I was shaking my head. I needed to know what these plans were.

"What was this plan?" I asked, and I was seeing the look on her face looking like she was having all of her fears being rolled into one. I was aware that she must have known what this plan was. And I was going to make sure that I was not going to be leaving until I knew something.

"Why don't you go on and talk to that Izzy guy? He was working with them for a while. He probably has at least heard of it. Why are you so interested in this in the first place?" After she had said that to me, I was feeling that I might as well just tell her the truth.

"I am doing this for knowledge. A lot of people are telling me that I don't care about this town nearly enough, and I don't really fucking care anymore. If people don't like me, then perhaps it is my fault." I told her, and she was looking directly at me in the eyes, and I was unsure of where this was going to go.

"Don't worry about what other people think of you. If you want to do something, then it should be your choice. You should not let what other people say decide that for you." She said, and I was aware that she was meaning the best of intentions, but I was not really in the mood to be hearing it at all anymore.

"Just tell me what you know." I said, and then I was seeing that there were some people showing up in some cars as I was asking this. I was wondering if she had called them over to be getting me out of here. I looked at her, and looked down at the ground, and I was wanting so much more to say, but had no idea how to say it.

As I was out of the library, I was walking away from the cars and I was just thinking that as long as I did not even give them a chance to pay attention to me, then everything would have been at least slightly better. I was wondering what in the world I was going to be doing now. I was thinking that I was going to have to go to the gas station, and see what Sheldon would have to be seeing.

I was wondering what in the world Sheldon would tell me anyways if he had known what I was going to be doing. I wanted Sheldon to actually just be honest with me from now on. He was the only one that knew what happened, from what I was aware, or at least the only one who was willing to admit it.

Eventually, I was at the gas station, having no idea in the world what I was going to be doing to convince Sheldon. I was taking a deep breath, and I was telling myself to not be so worried about it, so I was walking inside. And then I was looking right at Sheldon, and I was seeing him looking deeply terrified.

"Are you trying to tell me what is going on with your brother, and tell me to behave when I am around him?" After Sheldon said that to me, I was shaking my head, and I was glad to be able to deflect attention from that idea for a long enough period of time. I sat down on the chair, feeling utterly defeated.

"I don't even care about that at all. Honestly dude, T.K. is off doing his own thing. And I am just here, trying to be doing my own thing." I said, and then I looked at him, wondering what in the world I was even going to say to him.

"Then why the fuck are you here?" Sheldon asked, and that question was really stinging deep within me. I was seeing him looking like there was murderous intent in his eyes. I took a long and deep breath, telling myself to not be worried about it at all anymore.

"I want to show everybody that I can do something right for once. That I do care about these people. This is all for myself now." I said, and then I was shaking my head, having no idea what in the world I was going to be doing. "Can you tell me what you are hiding from me right now?"

"Hiding? I am not hiding anything. I think that if anything you guys are giving me too much credit here." Sheldon said to me, and I was seeing him looking slightly better about this whole thing. As if he had wanted to just say that for such a long time, and only just now had the courage to do so.

"Just take my word for it when I tell you that you need to be working on making the girls closest to you understand that you love them more than anything else in the world. If you can do that, then people are always going to be having more patience for you." Sheldon said, and then I was standing up, looking straight at him.

The one thing that I regret more than anything else was that I had brought my friends along. If I had not, then people would have more willing to believe in me at the end of the day." Sheldon said, and then I was looking at him, thinking that he was officially off the rocker at this point.

"What the fucking hell are you talking about?" I asked, and then Sheldon started to mull over what he was being asked for a second, and then he was taking out another cigarette before giving me his response.

"When I was finding out the truth, I had brought one of my friends over there with me. I was thinking at the moment that there was strength in numbers. Before I could do anything though, that was when we were intercepted by Jimmy White. He saw us, and he started to beat my friend up senselessly. Then he ended up pinning the blame on me. And everybody believed in him. Any remote credibility that I had was totally shattered." Sheldon said, and then I was thinking that the next question was a rather obvious one.

"Did you try and defend yourself, and show people that you had nothing to do with it?" I asked, and then he was looking at me, as if thinking that this question was a stupid one. I shrugged, thinking that the longer he was pulling this off, the worst that it was going to be.

"Yeah, I did tell people the truth. I tried to tell everybody. One or two people believed in my side. That was fucking it." Sheldon said. "And one of them is a washed up politician who has no career in front of him. Nobody is going to buy a word of what he says." After Sheldon said that to me, I threw my hands up in the air.

"I think I heard about that guy from my younger brother." I said, and then I was just mainly saying it to try and make the connections. He looked really sad about this, and I was wondering what was making him feel so bad about this in the first place. Since he had nothing to do with the fact that a politician had lost his career.

"What can you do to prove yourself fine?" I asked, and then I was seeing Sheldon looking like he was finding that question incredibly stupid. As if he was thinking that the effort would be wasted, and he just wanted to work on his job.

"I have given up even trying to do that." After Sheldon had said that to me, I throw my hands in the air, and I was leaving, not having much else to say. I was walking down, and I was feeling that Sheldon was always going to be a lost case. I was never going to see him again unless if he turned it around, and started to actually take this whole thing more seriously. For once in my life, I wanted people to see that I was being sincere. That I was not wanting to make things even worse for them.

I was thinking that even fucking Larry would be giving me more information. I was thinking that whatever Larry had to say to me, it would at least be sounding more sincere than what Sheldon was doing. But I was telling myself that I just needed to focus on the main matters at hand. The reality was that neither of them were going to be giving me the information that I had needed, so I would just be on my own path.

I was wondering where T.K. would go. I was thinking of what T.K. would say to me if he had been willing to talk to me in the first place. I honestly did not really care how much trouble I was going to be in if I was doing this all on my own. I decided to go to all the places that I had known certain people were at, just picking off the areas one at a fucking time.

I was heading down to the skate park once again. I knew that this place had been looked at a hundred times, but I did not give a single fucking shit. I was convinced that there was something in this area that I had been missing out on. I was looking around, just searching every single inch of the area. I needed to make sure that there was nothing that I had been missing.

As I was looking around a bit more, I was hearing a voice calling for me up above. "Hey dude, you are not going to be finding anything here. I have tried to do this exact same thing probably six times." I looked up, and I was seeing Rob there, and he was looking like he was just as tired of this as I was.

"Well, then can you tell me something that can actually fucking help?" I asked, and then I was not even meaning it this way. I did not want to be making him angry at me. But if he was going to be acting like this, then I wanted nothing to do with this. "Sorry, I am just a bit on edge. I made a promise to a friend."

"What a fucking joke. Promises don't lead to anything in this town. Promises are just ways to make people seem slightly less upset when something doesn't fucking work. I think that you of all people should know this." After Rob said this, I was nodding a bit, thinking that it was hard to really argue with him here.

"How much longer are you all going to be looking into this before you guys realize that nothing is going to come out of this? I mean, I wished that I had been this honest about it with myself." Rob said, and then I was smelling some smoke in the distance. I had no idea what that smell was for, but I was just telling myself to not focus on it at all.

"Just give me a map of every place that you had looked at, and then I will find whatever I can from there. And if all else fails, then I guess that I can take some extreme measures here." After I had said that to him, I saw that Rob looked slightly more unsure of what I was trying to do here.

"Fine. I will get that stuff ready tonight. Just don't push me for anything else. I want to just be honest with what is going on here. We are all fucking screwed no matter what we do." Rob said, and then he was pushing past me, and then I was just thinking of something else that I could say. Something that could get him to stop being so fucking rough with me.

"If there is something you want to tell me, then just fucking tell me. I am not going to argue. I will listen." I said, and then I had sincerely hoped that by saying that to him, Rob would at least consider what I was saying. He balled his fists before looking right at me, and I was seeing that he was ready to start just throwing the punches at me.

"I mean, even you have to admit that the situation around this all is rather fucking strange. You go all this time in Wayside not caring. But then you suddenly have a change of heart, and you are just trying super hard to be acting like you are the one who is going to change this all." After Rob had said that to me, I was looking at the ground, just clearly having no idea what the hell I was even going to be saying.

"Yeah, I guess that it would seem that way. And I suppose that it might not all be entirely false. But I am not going to be super worried about this if I were you." I said, and I was feeling like he needed to just start calming down, so I could think clearly.

"I mean, just find what you are actually fighting from. Once you do, then I will be more willing to listen along with this. Can you do that?" Rob asked, and then I was seeing him looking just totally defeated at this. I was sighing, and felt like there was no need to be arguing at all with this anymore.

Eventually, I had started to walk along home, feeling that I just needed to give up any arguments here. Izzy was still somebody who I had felt like I would try and check out on. But he was the only one who I felt like really could be willing to talk with us. I was thinking that whatever the hell Izzy was thinking, he would just always approach me a bit better.

I was hating the fact that I was not really having many friends who I could go to in order to really look around. There was a couple of people who I felt like might have been willing to talk to me, but only because I had some correspondence with my time in school. And if they are starting to tell me off, then there was nothing else to be taking from it anymore.

The police cars were going by, with sirens going off. I was wanting to go there so fucking badly. I started to head on my way over there, wondering what in the world I was doing. Before long I was starting to see even more smoke coming around the town. And at this rate, I was wondering what in the fucking world had been going on in Wayside.

Honestly, I was having a feeling that these fires were going to be enough for a investigation. And it was probably the one thing that could unite me with the police. As I was thinking that even the fucking police would not be down for any of these things happening. I was wondering why I had not considered that before. Maybe it was because T.K. and nobody else had done it, so it did not really seem important.

Once I got that map, everything would come together. I was sure of it. Once I would get that map, and could actually really find a concrete plan, then I would be doing good. Perhaps if I could get T.K. to tell me at least what he knew about the fires, then that would be good enough. I was just caring about those for the time being.

I eventually got inside, thinking that it might be a good idea to stop the detective bullshit for now, and just focus on what was ahead of me. And once inside, I went directly to my room, and I was going to just drop it all. I was going to concede defeat, since that was all that I could do.

The fires were coming through my mind over and over again, I was thinking about what people were saying with Izzy, and at this rate, I was feeling that there was no real need to argue with that idea. So with that, I got out of my room, and I was starting to head on my way over there. Perhaps if I was going to actually talk with him, I needed to let him know that I was not going to be doing anything to him, and that I was wanting to work with him.

As I was getting in the car, I was driving there as fast as possible. I was wondering what it would be like if I was actually going to get him to agree to work with me. If I was able to get him to join my side, then we could be able to make this whole situation so much better than I could have ever thought.

I knocked on his door when I was out, and eventually, Izzy had answered the door. As he was looking at me, I saw him looking slightly tired. I was wondering if he had been working all night, and I was feeling that maybe I would just leave this one alone for once. But then I shook my head, ready to just focus on the matter at hand.

"Oh, hello." Izzy said, clearly just sounding more confused than annoyed or angry. He probably was finding it to be odd that of all people in Wayside, I would be the one to try and come to him to try and work something out with him. He probably thought that there was a level of bullshit that I was hiding here.

"How are you today?" I asked, hoping that he was not going to be telling me to go away before we were even able to get anything done at all. "I was wanting to see if you would be wanting to talk..." I said, and then I was seeing that Izzy was looking like he was slowly just tring to think of a reply.

"Are you just trying to take advantage of me?" Izzy asked, and I was looking at him, and I was feeling that if he was wording it that way then I was going to be looked at as the biggest asshole in the entire world. But then I was rubbing my head, feeling that I would just try and be honest with him.

"I know how much it would suck to be feeling like you are being taken advantage of. When I was a young guy, my parents were always doing the same thing with me and my younger brother. Always trying to make sure that I am keeping him at bay, when in all honesty, they were probably just too fucking lazy to be doing it on their own." I said, sounding slightly angry at this statement.

"I do want to help. I want to see if there is something about this fucking town that I can change. And I was told that you were in a internship." I said, and then I saw Izzy looking like he was just tired of always hearing about this. Like he was thinking that everything in his entire life was always going to be coming right back to that.

"God damn it. Nothing I ever do in my life is ever going to be driving away from that. I just wish that people would shut the fucking hell up about that for once." Izzy said, sounding like he was going to be giving up all hope he would ever have in being able to live a relatively normal life.

"Izzy, I have no idea what got you into that. And honesty, I don't really fucking care. I want to help you get over this, and I think that if we work together and use our forces for good, then we can show everybody that both of us really do care about those around us." I said, and I was wanting to just show everybody that no matter what else they believed, I was not doing it for personal gain.

As I was saying this to Izzy, I was seeing him looking like he was just trying to make up his fucking mind. "Matt, what did you do to find out about me in the first place?" He asked, and then I was remembering the time that I had been spending in the library, and everything that the woman had told me. And then I decided to come clean.

"It was because of a woman who worked at the library, saying that you might know of the plans of Wayside." I said, and then I was looking at Izzy, wondering what he was going to be saying to this statement. And then before I could say too much more, Izzy slowly nodded, feeling that there was no point in arguing now.

"Yeah, I can tell you all about that shit. Well, just let me say that the plans are true. But that they are still nothing like you would imagine them to be." Izzy said, and I was now officially confused, and I was seeing that he was wanting to see what I was going to be telling him.

"And I want you to know that my biggest rule is that we are never going to be telling my sister a single fucking thing about it. She is going to be completely out of the loop, and that is all there is to it." After Izzy said that to me, I saw him looking like he was wanting to see if I could agree with that easily enough.

"I can handle that." I said, both to gain his trust, and because there was literally zero reason at all for me to force her into this, and I was thinking that if I was going to do that, then I was going to be desperately out of options. "Alright, tell me all about your internship, and don't leave anything out."

Izzy sat down, and closed his door, and then he was staring out in front of us. "Could use the fresh air when nobody is around." Izzy said, and I was slowly nodding, feeling that I would grant him his wishes, and I would listen to everything that Izzy had to say.

Scene 5: Wayside Map

I was getting ready to come to Izzy's house, thinking that I might as well just see more about what he had found out in his internship. I mean, for gods sake, Izzy must have probably been closer to finding out the truth of what was going on than anybody else here. I was thinking that I just needed to see where we could go here.

As I was outside, I was seeing Rob coming towards me, and he was holding a piece of paper, and he was wearing his back pack. I was wondering what he was going to be doing. He came up to me, and then he was handing me the piece of paper. "This is the map that I had made. I just basically added in all of the areas that seemed to be of interest with a blue mark. I don't know how much it will help you out though."

I was looking at Rob, and I was wondering what I was going to be telling him now. "I guess that there is no reason to be holding back anymore. If you want to help me out, then we can get right to it." I said, and then I was wondering what my plan was here. I was wondering what I was going to be telling him now.

"If you want to help out, then you would be more than welcome to come along and help." I said, and then I was seeing Rob considering what I had said. He was looking terrified at the idea of actually going back into this investigation. I was wondering what he was worrying him so much about it.

"I guess that if anybody wants to continue looing into this, then I might as well see what I could contribute anyways." After he had said that to me, I saw him looking like he had already started to regret this idea. I was starting to walk towards Izzy, wondering what Rob was planning here.

"I am going to Izzy's house, and I am going to see what the hell he knows here." I said, and then I saw him looking slightly unsure of what he was going to say. Then with that, he started to nod along for a bit.

"Would you be willing to meet up with me and Julian at one point? I haven't seen him in a while, and I want to give him a fucking chance to really explain everything to me." After Rob said that to me, I was confused at the fact that he was wanting me to help him out, especially with the way that he had been acting at first.

"I thought that you would have wanted nothing to do with me..." I said, and then I was seeing that Rob was looking like he had no real idea what in the world he had been feeling about this all. "But if you really want that, then I guess that we can do that tonight or tomorrow." I said, already starting to feel terrible about this idea.

"Well, I always am willing to give people a fucking chance. But regardless, you always seem to be so fucking insistent on the idea of you being the big guy who can make things right, and I suppose that I will see if you are telling the truth here." After he had said that to me, I was going to just be sick of the way he was treating me.

"I want to help my brother. If for nothing else, shouldn't that be enough to get you guys to work with me." After I had said that to him, I saw that Rob had just wanted to drop it. He was shaking his head, wondering why in the world he was even saying this in the first place. I felt that the entire investigation was going to be put to a fucking halt without me making progress.

As I was walking towards Izzy's house, I was wondering what talking with Julian would have even been able to do. I mean, he probably would have just told me some super generic shit that even T.K. probably already knew, and that it was going to be a giant fucking waste of my time.

As I was leaving Rob there for a while, I was wondering why I was even just treating him this way. In all honesty, he had deserved better than what I was doing. He deserved to have some people at his side, who would be willing to work with him. But he was always just driving me insane. He was always going to be acting like I was a terrible person, who would never work in my best interest at all.

Once at Izzy's house, I knocked on his door for a while, and I was wondering what I was going to do. I was rubbing my fucking eyes, and I was honestly just sick and tired of what everybody had been going through. I was thinking that in all honesty, unless if Izzy resumed this internship, even he was going to be providing jack shit to be helping me out.

Eventually, he answered the door, and then he looked at me, and then down at the paper that was in my hands. "What the hell is that?" Izzy asked, seeming relatively tired, and not like he was actually caring all that much. I was opening it up, thinking that this would be good enough for him to see.

"A map that Rob had given. He was telling me that he had a bunch of areas that he had been interested in, and I decided that I would check them all out." I said, and then I was looking at the map, not really knowing what the blue marks were going to be giving me at the moment.

"Really, Rob? I remember when I had talked with one of his friends Julian, when he was trying to break into the school one time. He was seeming like it would be the best idea in the world to do that. Even I don't fucking get it. But whatever, I want really impress his friend Rachel." Izzy said, and I was finding his statement hilarious.

"Do you like Rachel?" I asked, and with the way that I had heard other people talk about their friendship, I was aware that he did. Izzy was looking like he was so fucking embarrassed to be admitting this for some fucking reason. "I mean, I barely really know her at all. I think that I talked with her once or twice, but I think that she was never really all that interested in me."

"I do like her. I mean, I want to really get her to go on a date with me. I guess that maybe I should be more focused on talking with her in person than working on this fucking crime investigation." After Izzy had said that to me, I saw him looking like he was wanting to see what my opinion on the situation is.

"I mean, if you want to make her like you, then I think that the main thing that you need to is just talk with her as much as you can. Just work out your issues here." I said, and then I was walking into the living room. I was seeing Izzy looking like he wanted to argue this idea so badly. But then he had sighed.

"I mean, nobody else is here. Not like anything is going to happen if you look at this here. I think that it is a terrible fucking idea." After he had said that to me, I wondered why he was so scared of this idea. I sat down, and I was ready to just get right to work, and not think about anything else around me.

I was looking at the map, and I was seeing that there were a good twenty or so marks all over the town. The longer that I had been looking, I was starting to think that it was actually closer to thirty. I sighed, and I had wondered what in the world I was getting myself into by doing this.

"Matt, are you seriously going to be looking at every single one of those?" After Izzy had asked me this, I looked at him, and I had no idea what in the world I was going to do with this. I was looking at him, and I was having a fake smile across my face, wondering what in the world I was going to say.

"I mean, unless if you have a better idea, then I really feel like there is no fucking choice on the matter." I said to Izzy, I saw him looking like he was wanting to argue with this idea. And then he has sighed, as if feeling like any fucking fight that was left in him was going away.

"No, at least your idea is fucking on par with suicide..." Izzy said, and then I was sitting down, and looked straight at him. So he did have a idea. I was needing to just fucking see what this fucking idea was. Then as I was seeing him, I was just wondering what in the world I would tell him.

"Well, even if it is suicide, at least you got something. So let's fucking hear it." I said, and then I was seeing that Izzy was calming down, and despite how much of a terrible idea things might have been, I just needed to finally get a full idea on what I was doing.

"Well, I was thinking that we go in and really break into Lazarus's head quarters, and we start to steal their intel. I have a lot of knowledge on how to use technology. I think that this is the best way for me to do." Izzy was saying that to me, and then I was seeing that he was starting to look like he was actually kind of proud of that idea.

"Oh my god, yeah I think that my idea might be better for now. I mean, I think that maybe when we are not working together, you can make some plans on how to make that work in the first place. But for now, we just need to actually see where these destinations that Rob was looking at could take us." I said, and then I saw Izzy was starting to calm down a little bit more.

Izzy slowly nodded, and then he was sitting down a bit, a few feet away from me, and then we were looking at the map. "Is this all stuff that Ocho had done? I mean, he has been looking at this all for a very long period of time." I said, and then I was seeing that there was one of them near where the original Wayside school was.

"Are you going to be going to the original school?" After Izzy said that to me, I was wondering what in the world I was going to accomplish now. "I mean, that might be a terrible idea. For all we know, there is going to be a bunch of stuff that is being hidden there."

"I mean, I think that there is no real choice. I always feel like that is the biggest still in tact place that is still in Wayside." I said, and then I was starting to think that there was nothing else to be saying here. "And I think that this idea is still less awful than the one that you had."

"Oh shut the fucking hell up. But I guess that if you really want to do this, then I guess that I could follow along with this." Izzy said that to me, and I was seeing him looking slightly tired. Eventually, with this, that was when I wanted to just get right to work. And I was feeling that I needed to try and have some patience with him.

"Do you think that this intel theft is going to be the best way for you to contribute to this whole thing?" I asked, and then I was seeing Izzy looking like he was slightly sad at this question. Like this was the worst thing that I could have ever possibly asked him.

"Yeah, I think that is the only way I can really make a difference. I am really sorry to tell you that. I think that in all honesty, if you or somebody else wants to wage fucking war at this town, then I am going to be the last person you need to be looking at to actually help you out." After Izzy said that to me, he was sounding so fucking sad that I wanted to try and comfort him a bit.

"Well, maybe you can just come along with me when I start to look around the area." I said, looking at him, wondering what in the world I was going to be saying. "It looks like one of the areas that are pointed to as an area of interest is the broadcast station up at the top of the mountain. No real shock."

"I know that your father works there. Do you think that you are going to go and check it out?" He asked me, and then I was shaking my head, having no idea why in the world I was even going to be entertaining this idea at all. Then I ended up looking right at him, wondering what I was going to say.

"Yeah, I am going to check it out. I don't want to though. I want nothing to do with knowing what my father is doing. But if I look into this, then I promise you that I will help you look into that intel." I said, and then I was seeing that Izzy was shocked at this statement, but had nothing to tell me.

"So you do admit that your father might be guilty of some things?" After he had asked me this, I was sighing for a second, and I was having no idea what in the world I was even going to tell him. That question was the one thing that I wanted nothing to do with.

"Well for him to be as successful in this career as he has been, then I think that it is impossible for him to not know at least something related to this town." I said, and then I looked at him, wondering what in the world I could have said now. "And the reality is that is my father is indeed responsible, then I need to be looking at making sure that he doesn't get away with it."

I was looking at the map once again, wondering what in the world I was going to say. "It feels like everything in this fucking town has some fucking clue on where I need to be going. I am surprised that Rob didn't mention the Temple of the Ancients though." I said, and then I looked at Izzy, wondering what my plan was.

Izzy was looking like he was confused as to why I was even bringing the temple up in the first place. "What the fucking hell are you going to do with that? Are you referring to how we had heard of a person who had recently died there." After Izzy said that to me, I was slowly nodding.

"If something is indeed happening there, then we need to just check it out. If some people are going there, then we need to see what else we are going to see." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that Izzy was looking worried as can be at what I was saying. And that he had wanted this to not go any further.

"But for now, I need to start to focus on things that are at least somewhat realistic here." I said, and then I was sighing, feeling that by saying that to Izzy, I would be able to make him feel better. "But either way, I am going to be keeping this map, and I am going to see what I might be able to find here." I said, and then I was seeing that Izzy was starting to calm down a little bit more.

"What are you going to do now? I mean, we agreed that we would work together, and we need to just make this come together." After he had said that to me, I was seeing that Izzy was looking scared. I was wondering why in the world he was so scared of this. "Are we going to meet up tomorrow?"

"Yeah, let's go on and see what we would find at Wayside school, and we could just make things come together." I said, and then I was thinking about Rob once again, and how to work that out. "But for tonight, I am going to be seeing hat Rob would have to say if I go on and talk with Julian too."

I saw Izzy looking like he was slowly calming down, and slowly accepting the situation that he was in. And I was seeing that even if he did not want to admit it, he was actually looking good about going through with all of this. So with that, I was starting to head out of the house after I grabbed the map once again, now having more of a clue on what to do.

Scene 6: A Unstable Deal

I was meeting up with Rob, and I had hoped that he was not going to be giving me any bullshit. We needed to work together, and that was all that mattered. When I saw Rob, he had looked extremely fucking sad, and I was wondering what had happened between him and Julian that made him feel like this. I felt that I just needed to try and talk with him.

"Rob, are you sure that you are going to want to see Julian?" I asked, and I was seeing that Rob was looking slightly uncomfortable about this idea. For some reason, Rob was one hundred percent convinced that this whole thing had needed to be done. "Just figured that I would ask." I said, knowing that he was not going to say no for an answer.

Eventually, that was when we were startng to walk along, and I was feeling that whatever in the world he was feeling, I just needed to try and see where to go with this. "Rob, I know that there must have been something that happened between you and Julian that made you not want to trust him. And I am sorry for that." I said, trying so hard to be making him feel better, but not doing well.

"There is nothing that you can do about it though." Rob said, sounding like he was trying to just drop the subject, and I was wondering what in the world was so wrong with him. I was thinking that I could just try and find a way to make him feel slightly better about what was happening.

"I mean, I know that you and Ocho and Julian were getting along at one point. Ocho really made me feel better about being friends with you guys. I think that there is still something there." After I had said that to him, I saw that Rob was looking tired of me bringing this stuff up.

"You're right, and I should have been better friends with you dude. If I had been, then maybe I would have gotten to be more comfortable around you. I am an asshole, and I can be able to own up to it. But at least I am trying to make hings right with Rachel and Tobias. They both need a lot of help." Rob said, and then I was thinking that I just needed to see what I could have been able to ask him then.

"Do you need me to talk with them at some point? I think that if you want to do this, then you need some help." I said, and I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be able to do to actually help him out. But the offer was what I had needed.

"I guess that if you are sincere about trying to actually be friends with me, then I guess I would be willing to let you join me for a bit." After he had said that to me, I saw him looking tired, and that any amount that he was going to get was going to be more than enough to make hm satisfied here.

Eventually, we were getting close to where Julian's house was, and then Rob knocked on the door. "Just don't do anything dumb Matt. Just make sure that no matter what happens, you just show him that you are willing to help him out here. That is all that I fucking need." After Rob had said that to me, I was wondering what in the world was making him so scared.

Eventually, Julian answered the door, and when he had seen Rob, he was just changing his entire expression to being totally fucking confused. "I thought that you were basiclly trying to play therapist for the Wilson siblings." Julian said, and I was feeling that the way he said this was incredibly cold.

"I doubt that Tobias will want anything to do with me. I am only maing real progress with Rachel. She is a truly wonderful woman." After Rob had said that to Julian, that was when he was looking like his heart was slightly broken. "I feel like if I want to make her feel better, then I need to be gone from her."

"Don't be like that." I said, trying to be making him feel better. Then Julian was looking directly at the boy, looking like he was having no idea what in the world he was even going to be telling Rob in the first place.

"If you want to become a good friend, you need to commit to things a lot better than you are. You need to find something you care for, and you need to fucking pursue it." After he had said that to Julian, I saw him looking like he was not going to be taking no for a fucking answer.

"What have you been doing?" Rob asked, starting to ball up his fist, and I was keeping my hand on his arm, to make sure that he would not fucking do anything. Then Julian was smiling, as if thinkng that this question was the only one that he really wanted to hear.

"I have been doing a lot honestly. I have been looking through everything related to Andrea. I have been trying to see if there is anything in there that I could be able to work with." After Julian said that to us, I was then feeling that I could be able to save Rob's ass this time, and make him feel better.

"Look, Rob is trying. He made a map of Wayside and looks at all the important stuff here. He showed it to me, and he has a lot of good ideas. One of the areas is the deserted site of the original Wayside school." I said, hoping that this would at least buy Rob some time, and make Julian more willing to talk for a bit.

"Are you sure that you want to go on and see Wayside School? That is probably almost impossible to go inside of." Julian said, and then I was looking right at him, feeling that I was going to be taking over for the conversation, and not letting Rob get too worried about what we were doing.

"I am going to see what I can learn if I go there myself. I am not going to be too worried about what everybody else is dealing with." I saw him looking like he was slightly more willing to go along with this. "Are you guys going to be going along with me?" I asked, wondering what he would have said to this.

"If you are going, then I think that I might as well come along." Rob said, and then this was when I was seeing Julian looking like he was just going to be rather tired of this all. "What are you going to do?" Rob asked, having no idea what in the world he was doing.

"Let's go to my house, and I will show you what in the world Rob had been able to find." I said, having no idea what in the world I was going to do. I was starting to walk in the direction of my house, and I was seeing that Rob and Julian were both looking at each other for a few seconds.

"Julian, I know that you do not trust me, and I know that I am going to have a lot of work to do to make it all work out. But I am willing to do the work needed." After Rob had said that to Julian, I was seeing that Rob was hoping that this statement was going to be making Julian start to be slightly more trusting here.

"I guess that I can talk with Ocho for a while, and see what progress he has made. I think that most of my issue is that I am still having a hard time talking with him, and I am always making him sound like he is the biggest asshole in the entire world." Julian said, and then there was nothing else to say.

With that, the two of them were starting to follow me for a while, and I was wondering what had happened to make Ocho ruin any form of trust that he had with Julian. There was something about the two of them that I should have fucking worked out with. I was going to have to be the one who would fucking fight as hard as I could to get them to interact once more.

Eventually, I was at my house, and the two of us were going right inside. But before we do, that was when I was pointing towards them, and my finger was rather stern. "You guys need to be super duper fucking quiet while you are here. If you guys start to make a bunch of noise, I will be kicking you both out right on the spot." I said, an then I was lowering my finger, hoping that would be good enough for them.

Once I was in the house, Rob and Julian were just as quiet humanly possble. I was wondering if they were having any plans on what they were going to do once they were out of the house. I was feeling that the fact the people around me were so fucking scared of going inside of that school, then they needed to fucking calm down.

Eventually, when I was in my room, I was putting the map up on my wall, and I was placing some tacks on the side so that way everything would be fine. "This is the map that Rob had been working on." After I said that to Julian, I was wondering what in the world he was going to be saying to this.

As I was seeing Julian staring at this for a while longer, I was seeing that he was clearly starting to calm down a little bit. Then he looked right at Rob, and shook his head. "Okay, maybe you really do care about this more than I thought that you did. But where are we going to fucking go here." Julian said, and I was wondering what to do.

"I said that I was going to check every single place out. And I am going to just see how in the world they all tie together. If you don't want to help, then that's fine." After I had said that to Rob and Julian, I was seeing that both of them looked tired at this idea.

"Julian, are you sure that you are really even wanting to be working on this at all?" I asked, and I was feeling that I just needed to see what he was going to honestly say to this. And I was wanting to see if there was anything that I could do about it all. "I mean, in this entire thing, I have hardly seen you go out and do anything."

"Yeah, I am wanting to help. I am just trying to see where my main goals are after what happened with Andrea. I just need to know that I am doing this for the right reasons." After Julian said this, I was thinking that what he was saying was fair enough. But I was wondering what to say.

"I think that T.K. probably knows what he is doing here more than anything else here. I can't believe that I am saying this about my younger brother, but he at least seemed to have some fucking idea on where he was fucking going." I said, and then I had nothing else that I was going to say.

"Rob, do Tobias and Rachel have any information at all that can help us out?" I asked, and then I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to even get him to say. Rob shook his head, having nothing else to say at all.

"I have no idea what Tobias is doing. But Rachel doesn't really seem to have anything that she has to offer. In all honesty, I am kind of glad for that. I think that if she knew anything, then she would be the next target that is aimed at here." After Rob said that to me, I was feeling that this was all a terrible fucking excuse hre.

"Are you seriously saying that you were not working on making Tobias trust you." After I said that, I was seeing that Rob was looking angry at the fact that I was suddenly getting on his case once again, and that he was going to just get sick and tired of listening to me saying over and over again that he had not been doing enough.

"It is not that at all. He is always out doing something on his own, and I want to speak to the guy. But he literally never gives me a fucking chance. Try and talk to a guy who never lets me open up a all." After Rob said that to me, I was thinking that I would just leave the subject alone, and not be treating him like crap at all.

"Let's just focus on the map. And we can see where to go from here." After I said that to him, I was looking at the map, and Julian was wrapping his hands together, and he seemed to be thinking about what was going on now. He was probably wondering what in the world he was going to be saying to make this argument work out better for us.

After an hour or so, I was getting to my car, and Rob was following me along, and soon enough Julian was as well. As I was seeing them head inside, I was seeing that both of them looked concerned on what the fucking hell I was going to do. Eventually, they were getting inside of my car.

"What the fucking hell dude? You just random left, and you seem like you are on the verge of crying." Julian told me, and then I was slowly nodding, having no idea what in the world I was going to be telling them. In all honesty, I was unsure why I was doing this as well. I was just scared out of my fucking mind, and I had no other way to put it.

"I just want to put this all behnd me. I know for a fucking fact that I can't though. The fact that my father probably knows about what the fucking hell is going on at this town. I just feel like this is so fucking ridiculous. I have no idea how I am going to be able to live here, knowing that he probably knows something about this town, and I have to fucking pretend to be fine." I said, wondering why I was letting this suddenly get to me.

"I wish that Joe had just kept his fucking mouth shut. Now I just feel like there is nothing that I can do to trust this man." After I said that to them, I was shaking my head, starting to just let my feelings of fear really creep in through me. All that I had wanted was proof that he was innocent.

"Matt, if this is something that you are so worried about, I am sure that both of us could be able to help you find something. I mean, if this is going to be having an issue on your idea of being able to commit to this, then you need to help." Julian said, and I was shocked to be seeing that he was even remotely willing to be coming on guard to be making me feel better.

"Yeah, it is something that I am worried about. This whole thing is fucking ridiculous." After I said that to him, Rob was getting in the car, and he was taking a long and deep breath, having no idea what in the fucking world was going on here.

"Matt, if this something that you are so worried about here, then perhaps you need to stop looking at random places, and maybe you should be going up to the top of that mountain." Rob said, and this whole thing was just making me seem way more bold on what I was getting into.

"I am going to be going up there tomorrow when he is off duty. And if you want nothing to do with this, then I do not blame you. That is totally fine then." I said, and then I was seeing that both of them were looking like they had finally found something that was making them agree on this.

"This idea is just fucking wonderful. What in the world are we doing to get ourselves into this fucking shit show. Dude, are you sure that you are not just starting to make some crazy theories because of what one random guy was saying? Are you sure that this Joe guy is not a total fucking douche bag or something?" Julian asked, and I was feeling like there was too many things that I could say to this answer.

"I have no idea what he would be doing. But I have a feeling that I can trust this guy. I mean, Sora trusts him, and I trust my girlfriend more than virtually anybody else in this fucking town." I said, and I was having no idea what I was even saying. I was not sure why I was so worried about what they were thinking of Joe in the first place.

"I just would rather know, and see for myself. It is not that fucking hard." I said, finally starting to feel slightly calm on this whole thing. "And once I know the truth, I will divert all of my focus on this whole thing to the main picture." I said, feeling slightly better about my promise.

"Alright, what time do you want to meet up tomorrow?" Rob asked, feeling that if this plan was actually going to happen, then we just needed to get going with this. After he asked this, I was smiling for a second, starting to feel better. Finally having somebody at my side was all I had wanted.

"How about nine? He usually gets off at seven, but in case if he stays and does a bit of over time, I would rather wait until then. I never see him stay later than eight thirty." I said, and I was thinking about how amazing my luck would be if this was the one fucking day he was let off early. I was shaking my head, not even wanting to think about that idea yet.

"Alright, we will see what we can do, and then from there, once we have some form of a fucking answer, we just get the fucking hell out of here." After Rob said this, he was rubbing his head, finding this whole situation just to be so out of left field that there was nothing else to be doing now.

With that, I was letting my emotions starting to calm down, and everything was finally starting to become better and better. "Honestly, if this turns out to be a waste of time, then I will be super sorry. But I think that we all have that one thing that we are starting to think could happen..." I said, and I was getting my hands off the steering wheel.

"I guess that doing this whole thing right now would be a waste of time." I said, and then I was starting to get out of the car. "Besides, there is nothing that I can do without having at least some form of a plan here. Although nothing ever goes according to plan in this fucking city."

"Sorry to drag you all into this. I realize how fucking insane this whole thing must have been sounding. It is all my fucking fault." I said, and I was thinking that what people were saying about me not being a good friend was getting way too in the way of me being able to properly think. And now things were just now being made even worse.

"I guess that we should be heading home now." Julian sad, finally feeling this whole thing was just a waste of time. Eventually they were all heading away, wondering what in the world he was going to do, and what he was going to tell his fucking parents.

Scene 7: Emotional Weakness

I was leaving the house, and I figured that soon enough, I would go on and try and meet up with what the others were going to be planning on here. In all honesty, I had been thinking that if they had wanted to actually go on and talk with me, they would have made that very clear by this point.

As I was getting ready to leave, that was when I was seeing T.K. calling out to me, and I was feeling that I was going to have no choice but to just listen to what he was saying. Perhaps there was something about the whole thing that I did not understand quite yet.

"Did you fucking bring some friends over last night?" T.K. asked, and I was feeling that there was no reason to fucking lie to my brother. So with that, I figured that I would just come clean to him, and then leave.

"I did, and I was just mainly trying to see what they would have known about this place. I really just want to know the truth about what to do. I am trying to become friends with more people, and show everybody my sincerity to this cause." I said, wondering what in the world I was going to say.

"Wow, I was not expecting you to be working late into the night to try and do this. It had seemed like you were rather busy the whole time. I feel like over and over again, I am not giving you enough credit." T.K. said, and I was seeing him looking like he had wanted to say so much more. Like he was just wanting to scream at me, but had a hard time being too upset with me now.

"Well, a lot of what you said is true, and I am having a hard time denying that fact. But I am not going to let a single person drag me down, and try and tell me what I am supposed to do, or not do." After I had said that to him, I was feeling that by being firm in my position, I would get him to listen to me more.

"Well, I am not going to be getting in your way here. If you are telling the truth, and you really want to fucking help, then we could maybe pull this whole thing together." T.K. said, and then I was laughing at the idea of him acting like he was aware of what we were doing, and like he was the one who was running the show.

I was leaving him alone, not really having any idea on what I was even planning on tonight. I was wanting to go around and just knock a item or two off of the list. Perhaps I was going to go on and see what some other people who had some respondence would have said.

As I was out, I was walking to a phone, and made a call. I was going to talk with Izzy for a while, and see what he was going to say here. "Hey Izzy, I was hoping that you would have some ideas on what to do now. I am planning on going to the Wayside school. And I managed to make Julian and Rob at least work together, and not get at each others throats." I said, feeling so much better about this.

"Well, I guess that might be impressive. I just wish that maybe I could have been able to do that. If I had just gone and talk to it sooner, then it would have been fine. I wish to see Rachel again. If you are willing to see her as well." Izzy said, and I was shocked at this idea.

"I suppose that it might not be a terrible idea. I mean, I think that Rob at least would be wanting to do something like that as well." After I said that to Izzy, I was mainly just hoping that he would have been fine with me saying this. I just did not want to make this issue any worse.

"Thank you Matt. It just feels better when I talk with people who seem willing to give me a chance despite everything that I had been forced to do earlier. It just hurt when I saw people who were never wanting to so much as speak with me." After Izzy had said that to me, I was seeing him looking slightly different.

"Don't worry about it Izzy. I mean, I think we are both looked at as the bottom of the totem pole in this social group, and I think that we both are just needing to work together to show that we are as smart and friendly as we should have been." I said, and I was just trying to give off the impression of being noble here.

"See you in a bit. Do you want to meet up with Rachel, or do some work on investigating?" After Izzy asked me this, I was sighing, and in all honesty, I had no idea what in the world I was going to answer with. No was no good answer, no matter how I was looking at it, and that was something that I was just making up as I went.

"I will see when we get there. I feel that we are probably just mostly going to focus on the investigation." I said that to him, I was hanging up the phone, and I figured that nothing else I was going to say was even going to be important.

Once I had hung up the phone, and was ready to keep going, this was when I was wondering what in the world I was going to do to make Izzy win Rachel's trust over again. I mean, she might have had the answer in front of her this whole time, and was just brushing it off for no good reason. The walking process had been about forty minutes or so.

Eventually, I was at the house, and I knocked on his house, Izzy answered the door, all bored out of his mind when he had seen me. As if he was aware that this was all a fucking staged plan. And that he was not needing to be giving us any cordial discussion.

"Are we going to be meeting up with Rachel?" He asked, and I was seeing that the more he was thinking about Rachel, the more optimistic he was getting about the issue. I had figured that I better at least try and make him feel better about this whole thing.

"Yeah, I guess that we can see how she is doing. Nothing wrong with dropping by for a little bit, and just giving her some more assurance." I said, and I was aware that everything that I had been saying was a fucking lie. Everything that I had told him was just trying to make him feel like we had a chance in hell.

"Do you think that Rachel would even want to talk with us at all?" I asked, and I had no idea why I was so fucking worried about this whole thing. "I mean, she never really seemed all that friendly with me, and probably thinks that all I ever do is just give off loads of bullshit."

"I mean, she will want to talk with me. I don't know about you, but she trusts me." Izzy said to me, and he was looking kind of better about this. And I was thinking that if Izzy was really wanting to feel like he was doing something important, then we just needed to go along with this.

"Alright, fine you win. We are going to go there, and we will see how she feels." I said, and we were walking along, and I had seen that Izzy was starting to feel so much better about the fact that I was willing to work with him here. As long as we worked together, then that was all that mattered.

As we were going along to Rachel's house, I was really hoping that she was going to be the one that answered. I did not give a single shit about what Tobias was going to do. If Tobias was wanting to be a pain in the ass, then I was just not in the mood today.

"I just want Rachel to understand that I am wanting to be a friend here." Izzy said, having no idea what in the world she had felt about him. Considering the fact that when they were friends, Izzy had been working for that company, and he had given them so much intel that any normal person would be considering all of these things to just have been his fault.

"It all not be so bad." I said, and then I knocked on the door, and then after a moment or two of waiting, this was when Rachel had answered. As Rachel was seeing Izzy, I was seeing that there was a small look of happiness on her face. Which was proving my theory to be mostly true.

"Hey Izzy, I never thought that you were going to be coming back here. You seemed to be so ashamed of yourself. And I was feeling so bad." Rachel said, and then she was looking like she was feeling so fucking bad about everything that had been going on. I was wondering what the issue was.

"I am still ashamed. But I am not going to be able to get anything done if I am letting my shame get in the way of doing what I think is right." Izzy said, and then he was thinking of what else was going to be telling Rachel.

"And to be honest, I do miss hanging out with you a lot. I really miss seeing you, and being friends with you. I don't know how much that will be making you feel better here." Izzy finished, and then he was taking a moment to finally finish composing himself here.

"Yeah, I do miss when everything was still at least relatively normal in this town. But I guess that we are never coming back to that day. I am more curious to see what Matt is doing here. Since he always seemed like he was too cool for everybody else here." She said to me, and then I was wondering if everybody in the entire universe just hated me or something.

"Oh my god, I am not as much of a fucking dick as you guys are all making me out to be. I am just having a hard time really getting to know everybody." I said, and then I was feeling slightly tired here, and I was wondering why I was wondering if anybody wanted to be friends with me.

"I know that I am not the best person in the world. I know that my friendships with people are all questionable at best. I know that I am not a great boyfriend. But I don't want to be that man anymore. And I do not want to see you guys in pain." I said, and then I was shaking my head, wondering how I could get her to open up here.

Rachel was starting to have some tears coming down her face. "I do not want to be in pain. Every single time I go to bed, I am thinking of Andrea. I am thinking of what I had failed to accomplish." Rachel rubbed it all up, and then looked like she was starting to feel a bit more normal again.

"Is there a way that we can ever change this?" I asked, and I was wondering what to do. "Izzy, I am going to be talking to somebody about some connections that I fear are true today. If you want to come, fine. If you don't, then just be with Rachel. I can try and talk to you later." After I had said that to him, I was seeing Izzy just looking like his thoughts were all disoriented.

"Would you even want me to be with you tonight?" Izzy asked trying to be sounding slightly more focused on the matter. "I mean, if you do not want me to be here, then I can always be going with Matt."

Eventually, I saw Rachel looking like she had considered everything over for a bit. "I mean, it would be nice to catch up with you. I get to see Rob almost every day, and it is wonderful to see him recovering. But you are somebody who is still hurting like me." Rachel responded, and then I looked at Izzy for a bit.

"I will be doing some looking around and talking tonight. You and Rachel just talk for a bit, and when you are ready, we can meet up tomorrow. Sorry for getting in the way here." I said, and then I was seeing that Rachel was looking like she was feeling slightly bad for acting the way that she had been.

"Yeah, thank you Matt." Rachel said, and I was seeing that from the look on her face, she was starting to look a bit more willing to talk with me here. "If you want to eventually talk for a bit, then you can come by later. I mean, we have virtually nothing in common, but it would be fine."

I was starting to walk on my way to the cafe, and I was feeling that Joe was finally going to be glad to know that I was finally at least starting to kind of see things from his perspective. Although he would probably finding me to be rather annoying, always coming along like this.

I was wondering why Joe even mentioned any of that stuff in the first place. If he had wanted to be getting me to work with me, then the two of us could have just cordially talked with each other a while ago, and this would have been better.

As I was seeing all the police cars on my way over to the cafe, I was getting a bunch of worry in my face. I was not wanting to be making it clear that I had known what they had been doing, but at the same time, I was feeling that with my shitty way of hiding my feelings, they would have noticed eventually.

Once I was at the cafe, I walked right inside, and I was seeing Joe just sitting down, and he was looking like he was wanting to talk with Jim for a bit. As I had seen this, I was wanting to just drop this subject, and leave him alone.

As I was starting to walk off, this was when I was seeing Joe stop what he was doing to see who had come in. "Oh Matt, what the heck are you doing here today?" Joe asked, and I was seeing him looking like he had nothing else to be saying to this.

"I just wanted to talk to somebody who I think would be willing to listen. And since you were the one that had started this whole fucking fiasco in the first place, I figured that you would be the perfect candidate for this." I said, and then Jim looked at Joe for a second, extremely confused on what I was meaning.

"I just made a couple of theories, and he is taking them a lot more personally than I ever thought that he would have. And now I am going to just have to deal with that." Joe said, mainly to just get Jim to be getting all the way off of his back about this.

"Dude, you need to be thinking on what others are going to be feeling before you go around and do that stuff. I don't want everybody to be coming along to my cafe, and scared out of their mind over some fucking horror stories." After Jim said that to Joe, he was shaking his head, having nothing else to say.

"I am going to be coming along with Rob and Julian to be seeing the broadcast station. I think that maybe I need to see if the ideas about my father could have some truth to this." After I said that to Joe, this was when Joe was dropping everything, and started to stand up.

"So you are now going to be looking around, and checking all the pieces of evidence out? It seems like you are finally coming together and seeing the truth." Joe said, and he was having a smug grin on his face, as if proud of the fact that he was changing everything I had been doing.

"Are you going to want to join along?" I asked, and then I was seeing Joe looking terrified at the idea. I was thinking that the fact that he was acting like this over a idea that he had been mentioning was fucking insane, and that he needed to just take some time to own up to it.

"I think that me joining along would be a terrible idea. I mean, everybody probably knows everything that I had been doing with Tai, and I think that you would be only hurt by my involvement." Joe said, and the reasoning was sounding decent enough.

"Fair enough. I guess that I should see it from that perspective." I said, starting to feel slightly better about this. "I hope that Rob is actually going to be going through with this idea. If he backs off on this, then everything will be fucking screwed. And if I get caught, then I have no idea if my father will ever want to see me again, one way or another." I was wondering if this was me guilt tripping Joe, or just trying to have a real conversation here.

Scene 8: Change In Plans

I met up with Izzy the next day, and I was feeling that I just needed to try and see what in the world he was feeling. I mean, considering what he had talked about with Rachel, and the fact that I was aware that he had feelings for her, I just wanted to make sure that he was feeling better about his situation.

"Hey Izzy, how did that conversation with Rachel turn out?" I asked, feeling that I needed to at least try and be out there for him. As I had said this, I saw that Izzy was looking relatively happy for once. As I was seeing him looking so much better, I just wanted to try and find a way to make make him focused, while still keeping his level of focus on.

"It turned out great. I mean, I don't think that we're like dating or anything. But I feel like we are able to clear a lot of things up, and really be friends. I want to be friends with her. Anything after that is honestly just a victory." Izzy said, and he was wondering what in the world he was saying.

"I thought that you were going to be wanting so much more than that." I said, and then I was smiling at him, wondering if I was going to be making him starting to have a different mindset on this whole thing.

"Well, I mean, I have to be realistic here. I mean, I can see the way that she is acting around other people like Rob, and I know that she is happier around her than she ever will be with me. I want her to love me. But I want her to be happy more than anything else." Izzy said, and then I was wondering what I was going to be doing to make her feel better here.

"I wish that I would have been able to look at it this way." I said, and then I was wondering why in the world I was actually admitting that Izzy was doing so much better with me. "I guess that thre is always something that I can try and learn about hanging out with other people."

"Anyways, so Izzy, I think that we just need to fucking focus on what is ahead of us. Neither one of us really want to fucking mess around, and just talk about random shit..." I said, and then Izzy was looking at me, and I was seeing him looking slightly sad at this statement.

"Wow, you always come around to this..." After Izzy said that to me, he was sighing, and I was wondering how in the world I was going to make him feel slightly better here. "Why are you here anyways? What in the world made you decide to approach me in the first place?"

"Honestly, I was told by a lady at the library that you were the person that I just needed to go to if I needed any fucking help here. And she was telling me that you were going to be somebody that could help me understand Wayside's plans." I said, and then I was seeing Izzy looking like he was rather scared at this.

"I guess that I do trust you enough to know some of the things that I have been getting into." After Izzy said that to me, I was seeing him looking tired. "Honestly though, I doubt that you would really be able to believe any of this stuff. It just makes no fucking sense, even for myself." Izzy said to me, and looked slightly tired here.

"I mean, none of this town makes any sense. Does it matter if I really believe in you or not right away?" I asked, and then I was seeing Izzy looking around, and I was wondering why in the world he was always so scared of simple things such as this in the first place. He always seemed like he was worried about being an assassination target.

"Fair enough. The reality is that Kenta is trying to create a new version of this town. That is why the company is destroying all opposition, and creating these factories. They are trying to bring it to a cyberpunk city. The garden was destroyed all that time ago to remove any last traces of Wayside that there were to the older days." Izzy said, and this was starting to make some sense in his mind.

"That makes no sense. I mean, I get that they are having a bunch of money, and that they can fuck around with it whatever they want, but they could do so much more here." After I had said that to Izzy, I was seeing him looking like he was not trying to argue with me, and that he was just telling me what he knew.

"I am not saying that the methods are perfect, or that I agree with what he is trying to do. I am just telling you what I fucking know." After he had said that to me, I was slowly nodding, feeling like there was no other way that I really wanted to argue with something like this.

"Oh god, I should be going down to that library at some point. I want to thank that girl for helping me show me to you. If she had never done that, then maybe things would have been just the same as they always were." After I said that to Izzy, I saw him looking like he was just trying to decide what he was wanting to say.

Izzy looked like he was just kind of sad over something. I had no idea what in the world he was thinking. But then after that, he was shaking his head, and decided to just remain silent. "I think that going there would be a good idea. Honestly, I feel that whatever else is happening, this Neo Wayside project is going to be accelerating. And I guess that it is a good thing that I can always be able to trust you to work with me."

"Do you know something?" I asked, and I was feeling like he just needed to fucking be honest with me. No matter what I was going to think of something, he needed to let me know, and then I would be able to go along and make things a bit easier for me to really be going through.

"I only heard of things. But just go along, and I can see if it is really as I heard." After Izzy said that to me, I was scared of what was going to be happening, and I was thinking that whatever he was wanting to tell me, he just needed to say it and we can go along with it.

As we were walking along, I was wondering what in the world got him so worried in the first place. "Izzy, I am sorry that there are people who are aware of what you are doing. I do not want to be making you feel scared or anything. But in all honesty, there was nobody else who was going to be speaking to me at all."

"No, it's not that. I don't care about the fact that people are talking about me. I should have expected something like that sooner or later. I am more bothered by the fact that I heard that it was from the library." He said, and I was wondering what in the world was scaring him about that.

I was convinced that Izzy was going to be hiding something from me, and if that was the way that he was going to be, then I was not sure if I was going to be taking a part of this. I was wanting to make sure that there was the reasonable expectation that we were going to be fully aware of each other.

"I am sorry if I am making you feel like you can never talk with me." I said, feeling that I might as well say that, and see if I could be able to get a reaction out of him this way. When he was looking at me, I saw him looking like he was not even thinking about that at all.

Eventually, we were at the library. Or what was supposed to be the library. It had been burned down to the ground, just like the garden had been earlier. I was looking at Izzy, and I was wondering what I was going to be saying to him. "Was this what you were trying to be warning me against?" I asked, and then Izzy was looking at me, and I was seeing him looking like he was just wanting me to not really be getting too much into his business.

"Yeah. Although it was still only a rumor that heard of. I did not think that anything was going to fucking happen." Izzy said, and then I was looking around, and I was realizing that was why those men in black were coming up that one time four or so days ago. I looked and saw the skeletons of that woman, laying over the table.

"They were probably trying to kill me, and did not even realize that I was already gone." I said, and then I ended up looking right at Izzy, wondering what the fucking hell I was going to be doing. if my theory was correct, at least one innocent person died entirely because of me.

"I mean, perhaps. But maybe they were also scared of their secrets starting to be revealed, so they started to just take away the most obvious place in which these secrets can be learned." Izzy said, and I was thinking that both of these were possible. I just looked around, having no idea what I was going to say.

"We were trying to come back here, and have a good life. How much information has to be destroyed here to hide their shit? I mean, there is no hiding it at this rate. They are hiding so much from the public." After I said that to him, I was feeling that there was no way in hell that they were ever going to be able to hide this.

"I mean, there wasn't a whole lot that we were getting from this place anyways. Let's be one hundred percent honest here. This was mostly going to be a waste of time anyways." After Izzy said that to me, I was thinking that his perspective was fucking insane. We needed to be looking into this more closely. But I was not going to argue with this at all.

"I guess that we just need to be finding out where to be going now. Honestly, if we have nothing to work with, then perhaps that is all our fucking fault." I said, and then I was wondering if I was going to be able to make a new plan. "So now that we are in this spot, we just need to figure out how we are going to recover. I think that the best course of action is to just move forward." I said, finally feeling a new idea.

"Matt, are you scared? I mean, this might be a good sign that we need to be leaving this whole thing alone." Izzy said, and I was hearing the fear in his voice, and when everything else had been goinbg on, I was starting to sort of consider what we were getting into. I shook my head, having nothing else.

"Divine intervention brought us here. And I am going to be seeing it through to the end." I said, and I was feeling that this was all a horribly irresponsible idea, and I was just hoping that Izzy did not have to share my grave with me.

"Matt, how are you going to be the one that will make things better for us? I just feel like this whole thing is a fucking terrible idea." After Izzy said this to me, I was seeing him rather scared. In all honesty, the idea of him being scared was the worst thing that I was going to be dealing with.

"I am going to just see if I can find the truth. I was telling Rob and Julian that my parents certainly know something about this. They must just be trying to hide something in order to hide what they are involved with." After I had said that to him, I was seeing that Izzy was just trying to figure out what the connection here was.

"I mean, your father probably is just doing his job. But I guess that the idea of just doing your job is going to be making things harder to really justify here." After Izzy said that to me, I was just so mad at everything that had been going on. I was just feeling like I could fucking throw out everything that had been happening.

"This is my fault, and nothing that people are going to say is going to change my mind. And I am going to be trying to show people how fucking sorry I am. I should have never been in Wayside. If T.K. and I never moved here, the perhaps everything would have been so much better." I said, and I was shaking my head at this.

"Well, maybe you made a big mistake. But that is something that we can always just spend the rest of our life working on making right. And if you plan on helping make it right, then I will be at your side." Once Izzy had finished telling me this, I was placing my hands in my pocket.

"Do you think that this is all about the Neo Wayside project? Do you think that maybe they would have burned this whole thing down anyways, and that we are just walking into their clutches." I said, and I was seeing that Izzy was at least considering what I was saying. I was seeing him sincerely considering it all.

"I mean, it is possible. But you would think that if this is happening, then they would have given us a notice at least." After Izzy had said that to me, I had no idea what in the world I was going to be feeling about this. Eventually, I was just letting the utter dread of everything come to me.

"Yeah, I guess that these are some theories that I am having in my mind." After I had said that to him, Izzy was coming right to me, and I was seeing that no matter what was going to be happening, the two of us were going to have to basically start all over again. "I wish that this library could have still be here. It is all our fault. Why did we never never put anybody else into thought?"

"Izzy, what is your choice?" I asked, and then I was looking at him, wondering what in the world I am going to say to him. "I am going to be heading to broadcast station tonight, and I am going to fucking force my parents to tell me the truth." Once I was done saying this, I saw him looking rather unsure.

"I am going to help you out. But I think that you should be going on a date with Sora soon. You know, let her know what your plans are going to be." Izzy said, and I was having no idea what in the world I was going to say. I was thinking that as hard as it was to admit, he might have been right here.

"Yeah, I know that she probably needs to know that I am at least thinking of her. She deserves that at the very least." After I had said that to Izzy, I was wondering what in the world I was even going to do now. I was needing to fucking get to work, and just see what in the world Sora was feeling about my situation.

"I am so fucking sorry that Sora has to be dealing with this. It is all my fault that she is probably in pain. I should have been there for her more, and that if all that I can say here." After I said that to him, I was wondering why I was even having this discussion with him in the first place.

"Thanks for staying with me. I do appreciate it more than you think." I said, and then I was shaking my head, having nothing else to say. As I was saying this, I was figuring that I would be getting ready to be heading on my date with Sora, and just see what she was feeling. I needed to at least pretend like this was all natural.

"And I appreciate the fact that you are giving me a fucking chance here. Maybe that is the main reason I am willing to be working so hard here. You are giving me a reason to be believing what I am doing is right." After Izzy was telling me this, I was having no idea what in the world I was even going to be doing now.

"I will go on my date with Sora, and after that, I am going to gather Rob and Julian, and I am going to be going up there. Do whatever you can in that time. I don't know if that is being there for Rachel, or doing some more research about the infiltrations." After I was saying that to him, I saw Izzy taking a bit of a time to think things out.

"Yeah, I will see what I can do here. No reason to say no." After Izzy had said that to me, I was placing my hands on his shoulder, and despite him being two years younger than me, and hardly knowing him, he was in desperate pain, and he needed a friend at his side. A genuine friend here.

Scene 9: The Love Of My Life

I was on my date with Sora, and I was wondering if she even liked me anymore. Deep down, I was having a terrible feeling that she did not care that much for me anymore. "Hey Sora, was there anything that you would have wanted to talk about?" I asked, and I was looking at her, looking relatively unsure on what to say now.

"I was wanting to talk to you about what you have been doing lately. I was wondering if you were wanting to have some help here." After she had said that to me, I was wondering what in the world I was even going to be saying. "I mean, you have not been acting like yourself the last several days, and I am scared for you. I mean, I wanted you to be going out there, and be more proactive, but this was not the way that I was wanting."

After she had said that to me, I was starting to think that she might have been right here. "Honestly, I think that I am going to be getting myself into a death sentence. And the worst thing is that I am feeling that I should not be getting you or anybody else involved." I said, thinking more about what I had gotten Rob into.

"You say that, but you were hanging out at that library once, and I was seeing that you were with Izzy too." After she had said that to me, I looked at her, wondering what in the world she was trying to tell me. "Are you lying to me? What were you doing with Izzy?"

"I thought that he would have known some things about Wayside that I did not. You know, considering the internship that he had. He seemed to be sincere about the idea of trying to his public image. I am wanting to give him a chance to do that as well." I said to Sora, and I shook my head.

"At least I am getting T.K. to talk to me again." I said, and I was starting to be feeling so much better about him. "I mean, I never thought that I was going to be talking to him once again. He always seemed like he was hating the mere sight of working with me."

"To be honest, I have no idea if he really likes anybody else beyond his friend." After Sora said that to me, and she was just starting to eat some of her food. "I'm sorry Matt. But I was thinking that the two of us were going to be more honest with each other. I want to work with you, and build some trust." After she had said that to me, I was having no idea what to tell her.

"I want to tell you everything. I mean, I am making some plans, and I am wanting to just focus on making this plan work. I don't know if this conversation is going to be making you feel better about that." I said, and then I was shaking my head, having no idea what in the world he was going to say.

"Everything... That is a whole lot of information." Sora said, and I was seeing her looking like she was trying to find something to be saying to me here. "Are you having no intention of ever giving us a honest answer?"

"I am planning on going to the broadcast station with Rob. I want to know what my parents are doing here, and maybe if my father knows what is happening in this town. In all honesty, if my dad has been working as deep as he has been, I am convinced that he must be hiding something." I told her, and I was seeing her shocked.

"Matt, are you sure that you should be doing this? I mean, my fucking god, you are going to be ruining your fucking trust with your parents. They are going to kick you out if they know what you are doing." After Sora had said that to me, I was seeing her looking like she wanted to just scream at me to be having some sense.

"I don't fucking care. If my parents are doing something, then I have the right to get every fucking detail of what they are doing." I said, and then I was calming down. "I man, I love my dad, but I just want to know the truth. Joe was right about one thing. My parents clearly had a motive to moving to Wayside..." I said, hating the fact that Joe was sinking my fears down.

"I mean if you are going to do this, then I will be at your side... But Matt, I think that if you want me to come along, I might just have to say no to this." After she had said that to me, I was slowly nodding, that this was fair enough. There was no way in hell I was going to be getting her involved in my plans.

"That is fine. I care far too much about you for you to get involved in this. I mean, I just have no idea how in the world Tai was able to cut down the girl that he loved in order to focus on this work. I want to do the same thing, to keep you safe... But I think that turning you away is going to be impossible." After I had said that to her, I was wondering what in the world I was going to say now.

"I am not going to be cool with it if you just decide to break up with no real reason behind it." After she had said that me, I was looking down at the ground, having nothing else to say. "I mean, what Tai did was strange, but at least he has the excuse of being able to say that they were not really together in the first place."

"I thought that you were never really even all that fond of me to begin with to be honest. So this whole thing just makes no fucking sense." After I said that to her, I was just wanting to just make her see what in the world I was getting myself into. "I just need some time to be thinking about this."

"I mean, I just want to make sure that you are not confusing the idea of trying to be a better friend with fucking up everything that you have been able to accomplish. You do have a lot of good things about you. And every time I see you trying to fall this way, I think you are forgetting those things." After she had said that to me, I was not wanting to buy into this at all.

"If I have a lot of good things about me, then fucking tell me what they are. Maybe if you let me know, I can understand." I said to her, and I saw her looking slightly tired at this. "I mean, I have not been that goodof a friend, and we both fucking know it." After I hsad said that, I was feeling better about what I was doing.

"Well, you are rather protective of your brother, and you seem like the person who will do anything to protect those around you. That enough is always a good trait. Even if it comes along rather harshly at times, it is still something that I can respect." After Sora told me this, I was wondering what to do.

"I mean, I don't want the one person in my life who I have some ability to protect to just get hurt. After everything that he was getting himself into, I can't handle it. And then there is the fact that I am dating you, and I am becoming convinced that as more time passes, I want to protect you at any cost."

"Protecting people doesn't mean that you just shove them away, and then ironically start to do the opposite of what you were intending to do in the first place." After she had said that to me, I was staring right at her, and I was wondering what in the world she was even planning.

"I am not brushing people off. I have been working with Izzy, and I am starting to think he is a good guy. I respect him, even if he doesn't really seem to have much respect for me." After I had said that to her, I was wondering what in the world I was going to do to make her actually impressed with me.

"I am trying, and that is all that I can fucking say. I am going to keep my brother safe. I am going to be checking out all the spots on that map that I was told about from Rob, and I will try and strengthen up any bonds that I have. Hopefully over time, people will see that I am not lying to anybody." I said, wondering what in the world I was going to accomplish by sayig this all.

"Map? What the fuck are you talking about?" Sora asked, and I was looking around, hoping beyond any stretch of luck that the people in ths resturant were not going to be looking at us and wondering what in the fucking world we were talking about. They were probably thinking that I was insane.

"Something Rob gave me. My god, we need to stop talking about this. We need to try and have a normal conversation for once. Getting upset and everything is not going to be proving anything." After I said that to her, I was feeling bad for being as harsh as I had been here, but I was not going to let people get in the way of any progress here.

"Yeah, you're right. I think that the more we talk about this, the harder that things are going to be for both of us." After Sora was telling me this, I was feeling so glad to be aware that she was at least taking what I had been saying into consideration. It was showing that despite everything, she was listening to me.

"And besides, us talking about this in such a open setting is fucking ridiculous. It is going to do nobody any favors at all if we are going to get caught here." After I said that to Sora, I was seeing her looking like she was feeling pretty bad over everything that had been going on.

"Yeah, I guess that I never thought of it like that because we always do shit like this anyways." After Sora said that, I was seeing that there was a minor hint of amusement that was coming along. But I doubt that she was actually enjoying anything that we were talking about.

"Sora, I want to do everything that I can to make sure you are safe. I am going to give you a chance to consider what you want to do with everything. I think that at this point, the best route for your safety might be to break this off." I said, having nothing else to say.

"All that I know is that if I want to do a better job at being a better friend, then I need to follow along with what everybody else is doing, and for the time being, that is getting involved in these fucking insane investigations. I have no idea how we even got into all of this." After I said this to her, I was feeling tired, and I was feeling this argument was a waste.

"We got into all of us because people just do not understand what it is like to not get involved in shit that is none of our fucking business." After Sora said that to me, I shrugged, unable to argue with her. "Just do what you can. But promise me that you will quit the second this starts to endanger your life."

An hour or so later, we were wrapping up, and then Sora was looking at me. "Hey Matt, would you be fine with not dropping me off right away?" After she had said that to me, I was looking right at her. I was confused at this, but I was refusing to let any ideas get in my mind.

"What are you wanting?" I asked, and then I was seeing her looking like she had started to let all of the ideas run in her mind, and I was seeing her looking like she was actually sort of proud of this. "Where do you need me to take you?"

"Take me to a the hotel on the edge of town." Sora said, and I was confused at this, and I was feeling that I just needed to keep myself quiet. Despite the fact that this whole thing sounded really fucking stupid, I was thinking that I would keep my knowledge hidden. The fact that this was one of the places that the map had marked. I was scared of going to a hot spot that Rob was suspecting.

"Yeah, let's fucking go and see what we can find." I said, and I was seeing her looking like she had wanted to say more to me, but she was remaining silent this whole thing. The longer that I was driving down in the direction, I was feeling more and more happy with what I was doing.

"There is nothing related to a investigation that I want to see. I just want to do something there for myself." After she had said that to me, I was having no idea what in the fucking world I was going to do. "And you are the only person that I know that I can fucking trust."

Eventually, I parked the car at the hotel, and then I was feeling that it was time for me to start taking some action. Once we had gotten out of the car, Sora and I were heading to the main lobby room, and then she was smiling for a few seconds. "We need to have a room for tonight."

I was starting to see what she was doing, and I was starting to feel really excited for what was to come. I had no idea what in the world I was getting myself into. The guy nodded at the request, and then Sora was giving him some money, as the guy was giving her a key.

"Have a good night." After the man was saying this to her, Sora was starting to walk to the room, and then once inside, she was looking right at me. I was sitting down on the bed, waiting for the moment that she was going to flat out admit what her wishes were, so we could just get this over with.

Sora was starting to take her clothes off, and I was smiling the entire time. I wanted her to fucking love me, and while I was not sure if this was a declaration of love, I was willing to take this as a sign of trust, and that was going to be more than enough for me to be fully satisfied.

Eventually, she was getting on top of me, and started to take my clothes off, and soon after that, the two of us would partcipate in a round of love making. And when I was done, I was feeling like my motivation level was starting to just increase even further.

She was asleep about an hour later, and when she was done, I was feeling that it was time for me to get right to business. I got out of my bed, and then I was starting to walk away, leaving her to just sleep. And when this done, I was never going to really leave her alone like this ever again.

That night, after the date was done, I was at Rob's house again, and I was looking right at him. I was feeling that there was no way in hell I was even going to be able to get him to see things from a different perspective. I was fearing that Rob would just simply not even care about the safety of my girlfriend.

Rob was coming right to the car, and I was seeing him looking like he was just sad. I was wondering if he was sad because of the situation that we were in, or if he was just thinking of something else. "Are you still going to be getting up the mountain?" Rob asked, and I was starting to nod.

"Yeah, I am. I feel like there is no other choice on the matter." I told Rob, and I was just thinking that this whole thing was a really big fucking mess up. "But if you do not want to come along, then I will leave you alone."

"I mean, it would be a bit hypocritical to be going on these rants on what you are doing then just sit on my fucking ass and refuse to do something. I just hope that whatever you are planning, you are not going to be getting us fucking killed." After he had said that to me, I nodded, able to see his perspective.

"Do you have any idea if Julian is going to actually be coming along with this?" I asked, wondering if I was going to just have to leave him behind over being a fucking coward or something. Rob was shrugging, not having much to say here.

"I think that if he is going to try and come along, then he might always be waiting for us over there. He hardly enjoys it when we come to his house with no plan. That was the case even before Andrea had gone missing." After he had said that to me, I slowly nodded at this.

I started to drive all the way to the entrance of the mountain. "Sorry for being so rude the first few times that we have been working together. I just thought that you were just trying to use what happened with Andrea as an excuse to just simply never talk with anybody." After I told Rob this, I was feeling that maybe I was still at least partially right here. But I hardly fucking cared.

"Well, I mean, you've always been a really rough guy, and then there is the fact that it feels like everybody who tries to talk with me is just simply doing it for personal gain." Rob said, and I had no idea how I was going to be able to argue that statement. There was a uncanny level of truth to it.

"Yeah, I suppose that's true. But I just realize that I am a fucking asshole, and that it is all my fucking fault." I said, and then I was having no idea what in the world I was even going to be getting into. "I want to change, but that is something that I am going to have to fucking earn."

"You are really reminding me of Ocho. You guys are so fucking stubborn. Always ready to take on the world, and act like you are the only one who can make a difference. No wonder why he was the first person who was willing to reach out to you after we had met." Rob said, and I was feeling that the constant comparisons to Ocho were always going to be making me feel a bit different.

"Do you have any idea what we will do with Ocho once he is willing to start speaking with us? I mean for fucks sake, he is basically refusing to ever talk with us." After he had said that to me, I was shrugging, and I was having nothing else to worry about here. I did not care anymore.

Eventually, I was at the start of the path way. I was sighing, wondering what in the world I was going to be doing. As I was sitting along, I was seeing that there was a teenage guy smoking some weed as he was waiting for us.

"So I guess that he did come along." After I said that to Rob, I was looking right at him, and I was wondering what he was going to be saying to this. Rob looked like he was not really having much to say in the first place. "Well, I have no reason to be holding off any fucking longer."

As I was looking around, I was seeing Rob looking like he was just trying himself out of the situation. "Fuck it. There is nothing that I am going to get by saying no to this." After Rob said this to me, I was wondering if this was his last attempt to be getting out of this whole thing.

"Why would you want to be quitting this? The great fucking hero Rob?" Julian asked, and then he spit the cigarette out, and then he was stomping on it, and looked right at me, and I was wondering why in the world he was giving me the dagger looks. I hadn't been doing anything.

"Guys, this is going to give us nothing if we arguing with each other." I said, and I was starting to have the anger in my voice really fucking show on through. As I was saying this, I saw that both Rob and Julian were looking like they were willing to just fucking drop the subject here.

"Seriously, we are all on the same team here. And I thought that we were making up." Rob said, and he was sounding really fucking sad after he had said that to him, both of them were looking like they had no other reason to argue with this. So with that, the three of us were starting to go up the pathway.

Scene 10: The Flower Girl

Eventually, I was at the broadcast station, and I was looking at Rob and Julian, wondering what in the world I was going to be telling him here. "If you do not want to keep in doing this, then I would not blame you at all." I said that to him, I was wondering what in the world I would have been able to do to get them to leave this whole thing alone.

"Are you seriously going to be trying to get us to turn back now? There is nothing that I can do now. If I go down the hill, it would be a waste of time." After Rob had said that to me, I was having no idea what in the world I was going to say to make him feel different about this all.

"Fine. Whatever. Don't say that I did not fucking warn you at all." After I had said that to him, we were starting to go inside of the station, and I was seeing that Julian was looking relatively sad about what I was trying to accomplish. As if thinking that whatever I was going to be finding was going to be making me just completely desperate. I was wondering if he had known what the final answer was going to be.

Once inside of the station, I was refusing to be thinking about it at all, and I was just thinking about what in the world I was going to do to find out what my father was doing. As I had been going inside, that was when I was seeing that my father's friends were talking with each other.

I was feeling really embarassed about this. I was aware that they were going to be asking me a million questions, and try and get to know every single embarassing little fucking detail. Right as the three of us were trying to get to my fathers office, that was when there was a call to us.

"What are you doing here at this hour?" After one of them asked us this, I was looking right at the guy, and I was kind of angry at the fact that he was trying to take away from what I was doing. But I was sighing, and I was feeling that I just needed to at least pretend like this was something that I did not mind doing.

"I am supposed to get something from my fathers office. He can't come here because of the fact that he is working with my younger brother." I said, and then I was feeling that this was a good enough excuse to at least buy me some time in the office. Even if I was just able to buy ten or fifteen minutes, that was all that I had needed.

"Don't stay in there too long. The shop is going to be closing soon, and the song loops are going to be starting." After the man had said that to me, this was when Julian had a question that I had never considered before.

"Why does the station always have something going on? I mean, surely there must be some times where there is nothing. Like when the grinding noises go off?" Julian asked, and I was wondering what he was trying to accomplish with this. I wondered if he was accusing the grinding noises to be a product of the station or something.

One of the employees was looking at the other one, and there was actually a look of minor fear and panic in their face. I was feeling that maybe Julian was on the right track here. I was feeling that we needed to try and get away with the correct answer. But then the guy looked like he was ready to answer.

"There are some things in this town that become more clear with the silence. Having this sound go off can help put people at ease. It helps people not see the truth of what is happening." After he had said that to us, I was wondering what in the world he was meaning with this. I looked right at Julian and Rob, wondering what I was going to say.

"Whatever. I have a feeling that you are not going to tell us anything else." After I had said that to him, I was walking inside of the room. This was when I was seeing Rob and Julian just follow along, and I was seeing that neither one of them were really in the fucking mood to be arguing with this anymore. I wondered what their plans to all of this was.

Once in the office, I was looking at both Rob and Julian, just trying to decide what I was going to say. "So guys, we do not have a whole lot of time. We need to just get right to work here." I said, and then I was sitting down at my fathers chair, feeling that I was the one who should do this since it was my fathers office.

I was opening some of the drawers, and I was looking at some files. Rob had started to see a bunch of casette tapes in the area, and I was seeing him grab them to start to look around for a while. "Do you think that you would want to listen to these at some point?" Rob asked, and then I was sighing, wishing that I would have.

"Damn it. I should have brought those tools that Tai had given me, and now that I am here, there is no choice but to reject. If I steal these, then I am going to be fucking finished." I said, and I was hating every single second of this statement. Julian was reading one of the files that I had taken out of the drawer.

"This looks like a journal that your father had been working on... It seems like it makes sense why he would be keeping this here. Since if you guys read this, I doubt that either one of you would ever forgive him." After he had said that to me, I was shaking my head, not wanting to consider it.

I was starting to read the journal, just at the most recent entry. "Both of my kids are starting to accuse me of being involved in some conspiracy. Neither one of them trust me anymore, and I am going to have to try and work my way around them." The note was starting, and I was muttering to myself 'you did that to your own damn self.'

"The man who is running for mayor on the democratic nomination promised me that he would clear any involvement that I had in previous controversies if I endorsed and voted for him. I have never voted democrat in my life, but if it is the only way that everything that I have been doing will not be made public then I will really have no choice but to accept his offer." The journal continued, and then I was seeing Rob pulling something out of the bookshelf.

"What is this man talking about?" Rob asked, and he was looking at the notes, and then he looked at me. "According to these notes, he and that Kenta guy were working together as friends all the way back in 1936. It looks like he has some statements about New York. Didn't something happen to that city a few decades ago?" Rob asked, and then I was looking at him, wondering what in the world that had to do with anything.

"Oh yeah, I think that he was mentioning it once or twice. Although I have no idea why in the fucking world he would be mentioning this. Is that what he was talking about some of his past activities?" I asked, shaking my head, and I was wondering what the plan was.

"Guys, you might want to see this." Julian said, and then I started to look at what he was saying. We were looking at the pictures that he was talking about, and when I was seeing these, I was starting to see that the stories that T.K. was talking to me about with Onett was true.

I was seeing that there was a bunch of monsters on these pictures. Some of them were in Onett, some of them were in New York, and clearly old, and some of them were taken in Wayside. One of them was looking like a wolf. I was looking at the pictures, and I was looking at Rob and Julian, having no idea what in the world I was going to tell he.

"What in the fucking world dude? Your dad knows something alright. I think that you need to try and see what in the world is going on here." After Rob was telling me this, I was sighing, and there was nothing that I could say in protest. Everything before this point was all a idea. But now there was no way to argue it now.

I was looking around, just trying to figure out why in the world my father might have been lying about this. It just all felt so fucking wrong, and I needed to find out what. As I was looking around, I saw that the "Lazarus Company" logo was on his table. I knew that he must have worked with them after I saw that.

We spent another few minutes in there, and then put everything away as well as could, and then we were leaving the room. I was looking around, and I was seeing that there was nobody around to be seeing that we still here. I was so fucking glad to know that there was nobody else around.

"I need to talk to my dad about this as soon as I get back. If there is literally anything that he knows about these monsters, or whatever else, then we just need to force it out of him." I said, and then I was feeling that there was a level of confidence here.

"Dude, what in the world are you going to be able to tell him anyways? He will probably realize that you broke into his room, and that you were looking into everythng. He will probably not want to talk to you on privacy reasons alone." After Rob said that to me, I saw him looking tired now.

"I will just tell him that I kept hearing about monsters, and that maybe he might have some idea what to tell me. I will just pretend like I have no idea what I am saying besides that." I said, and I was shrugging, having no idea why in the world I was even talking about all of this anyways.

Once we were outside, I was starting to see some snow coming down once again. I was taking a deep and heavy breath, having nothing else I can tell him.

"I wonder why my father had anything to hide. If he feels like he needs to just hide this stuff in his room, then that shows that he clearly doesn't trust us at all." I said, and I was feeling ashamed of that idea.

"Your father probaby knows that your brother is just looking too deeply into this, and there is always some way you can be able to fucking blame him for everything wrong that is happening with you." Julian said, and I was kind of angry of what he was saying about my brother. I was feeling that my brother deserved better than what they were saying.

As we were outside, I was shocked and terrified of what I was seeing I saw that it was Shaun Reichenbach, and I was seeing that both Rob and Julian were looking pissed at this man being here. I was looking at both of them, wondering what they were going to do. "Guys, whatever he wants to talk about, we need to at least pretend to go along." I whispered a bit.

...

I was waking up, and I was looking around, and I was seeing that there was sunlight directly above me. I was looking starting to stand up, as the bluriness was starting to fade away. And when I was looking around, I was starting to really understand what I was going to be getting myself into here.

I was seeing that I had been in the church, and I had totally forgotten what ninety percent of my night had been like. As I was looking around, I was seeing that Mimi of all people were in there, wondering what in the world I was doing here. "Do you plan on telling me what the fucking hell you did falling asleep here?"

"I could be asking you the same question. Are you a religious person?" After I asked her this, she looked at me, and she was embarassed at the question that I had asked her. She sighed, having nothing else to say.

"Honestly, I am just here to try and get some mental clarity. But then I saw you. Explains why people are talking about rumors of crazy shit happening in Wayside last night." She said, and then she was offering me to sit down. Feeling no reason to argue with her, and feeling the need to get a chance to really clear my head out, I decided to accept her offer.

"This whole thing makes no fucking sense honestly. I want to understand what in the world I am getting myself into. But I guess that it doesn't really matter now." I do know that there are some people who I am sure that I am never going to be able to trust again." I said, and I was depressed at saying that to her.

"What the fucking hell are you talking about? At least you have a brother and some friends." She said, and I was laughing at the idea of calling them friends, since I had doubted that many of them were feeling that same way about me. But i was seeing that she was just trying to be making me feel better.

"I mean, I know that my dad is just doing his job, but everything about it is just seeming so fucking wrong." After she had said that to me, I was wondering what in the world I was even going to tell her. I mean, I was feeling the exact same way about my dad, and I was thinking that maybe we could talk about it for a bit.

"Mimi, what is your father doing?" I asked, feeling that I would try and make her feel better. She looked at me, and she was looking like she was just slightly tired here.

"Working on that stupid fucking Wayside project that Izzy was mentioning. God damn it, why does Izzy always have to be right?" She asked, and I was responding mentally with 'you can say that again' although in a mostly fun away. Not wanting to blame him for the situation that I had gotten myself into.

As we were sitting, we waited another minute or so, and I was trying to find something to tell her to amke her feel better when I was seeing a man walking inside. As I was seeing him, I saw that Mimi was starting to look relatively scard here. "We need to just get the fucking hell out of here." After Mimi said that to me, I was having no idea what in the world I was going to say.

We stood up, and then after that, I was seeing the man stopping what he was doing, and then he started to look right in our direction. "Hey Mimi, do your parents know that you are hanging out with a random guy in the church?" After he asked her this, I was feeling that I just needed to at least get her out of this one.

"She was saying that she was wanting to work on some project, and she was tellng me the details of it." I said, looking right at him, and I was hoping that he was gong to leave the subject alone for the time being. "Besides, I wanted to just make sure that she ad a friend at her side no matter what." I said, feeling that this would be a good enough response.

"Yeah, whatever. Just don't get involved in any bad influences. If you do, then I will hav eto tell him that you are hanging around these type of guys. You never know when you are going to meet one that is going to take you." He said, and he was clearly trying to make it seem like he was playing along. But I was seeing Mimi looking terrified at that statement.

The two of us were leaving, and then when we were gone, I was looking right at her, and I was just trying to be making her feel better about this. "Hey, don't listen to what that fucking asshole says. He is probably just trying to be making your day worse. Don't think on it." After I said that to her, I was seeing her looking like she was trying to just keep her expressions together, which was starting to scare me.

"I want to just not make a scene. My father works so fucking hard every day, and he deserves a daughter who actually is willing to co-operate with him. But that is just not happening." After she had said that to me, I was wondering what in the world I was going to be telling her right now.

"You need to be making your own choice, and not let anybody else make that for you. Do what you need to do." I said, and then after I had said that to her, I saw her looking like she was willing to at leas consider what I had been telling her. I needed to just fucking see what she needed.

Scene 11: Repair

I was at my house again, and it had been a couple of days since the incident with the church, and I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be doing now. In all honesty, I was thinking that I just needed to go on and see what progress Izzy had been making here. I was feeling that whatever Izzy was planning on here, I just needed to try and help him out as much as possible.

As I was getting ready to be leaving, I was getting a call from somebody. Annoyed, I grabbed the phone, feeling that I just needed to play along, and be fine with this all. "Hey Matt, I was wondering if you were wanting to talk for a bit." After Ocho's voice came up at this, I was wondering what in the world he was going to say.

"Yeah, I was going to be heading out soon, but I feel like I can spare a quick moment." I said, and then I was wondering what his plan was. I felt that whatever Ocho wanted to discuss, I just needed to fucking go along with it, and not be making any fucking arguments.

"Well, I was hoping that maybe we could be able to rekindle our friendship. I really miss hanging out with you." Ocho said, and I was trying to decide what in the world I was going to say. "I know that you and I have argued a lot. But I feel like both of us have our reasons for this." As Ocho was saying this to me, I was wondering if he was going to be able to admit any of his faults that he was having on thsi whole issue.

"What in the world have you been able to fucking find anyways?" I asked, feeling what in the world I was even going to say. "I mean, I think that I have been finding some things, and I think that it might be best for you to talk with us about it." After I had said that to him, I was wondering what in the world I was even going to say.

"Well, I guess that we can talk for a while. If you are going to try and hang out with Izzy, then I am not going to try and get you to get out of this. But I feel like if we wait off for too long, then we might just start to lose track of what is keeping us together." Ocho said, and then I was wondering what to be doing.

"When would you want to meet up?" I asked, feeling what in the world I was going to be saying. "If you want to hang out right away, then we can do so." I said, and then I was really having no idea what in the fucking world I was going to be getting myself into.

"We can do it today if it is not going to be too much of a issue." After Ocho had said that to me, I was slowly nodding, and I was feeling that I just needed to try and go along to Ocho's house, mainly to just see what in the world we were going to fucking do at this rate.

"I guess that we can fucking do it. I just hope that nobody is going to be making any real issue here." I said, and I was wondering what our plans were going to be. "I am guessing that you are going to want to head to Mezmers again?" I asked, feeling that since that was the place he always loved to go, there was no reason to be doing anything else.

"Yeah, that would be the best starting point." After Ocho said that to me, I was smiling at this, and felt that after I was done talking with Ocho, and mostly repairing this with the man, then I could go on and talk with Izzy once more. "Thank you for taking the time to go on and see me."

With that, I was dropping the phone, and then I was heading out of the house, and I was feeling that I should take T.K.'s skateboard, so I could be able to reach there much faster. But I did not want to be making T.K. have even less trust in me for anything else.

I was out of the house, and I was starting to head on down to Mezmer's, and I was feeling that whatever the fucking hell Ocho had wanted to discuss, I just needed to fucking see what in the world he was feeling. To be honest, if Ocho had any plans, I wanted to be there, since in all honesty, I was feeling that I had no real choice.

I was feeling that since Ocho was the only one with any real plans, that I just neded to fucking role along with everything that he was going to say. He was a nice guy, and that was the only thing that really fucking mattered in my eyes. As long as he was nice, and didn't degrade my progress, I just needed to go along with it.

Eventually, I was at Mezmer's, and I went right inside. And when I was looking around, I was seeing the employee there looking terrified at the fact that I was here. In all honesty, I would not fucking blame him for feeling this way. He probably had seen all this shit go down all the time, and he was probably just tired of dealing with this.

Before long, Ocho had come along, and he was looking like he had barely even slept in a while. His clothes were all over the place, and I was already smelling the foul stench of cigarette, and I was finding it relatively funny that this whole thing had started to make Ocho have cigarettes for no real reason. Probably as a way to be relieving of his stress.

Ocho was coming right to me. "Hey Matt, how are you today?" After Ocho asked me this, I was feeling that I just needed to fukcing relax a bit. I was thinking that maybe he would be one of the only ones who would actually be fine with listening to me when I was going to talk with him about my father.

"I'm doing alright. The last couple of days have been running through my mind a lot. I just wish that I can be able to find a way to be getting through this all." I said, and I was shaking my head, wondering what Ocho was going to be asking me at this rate. This was when I was seeing the employee calling out to me.

"Hey guys, is there anything that you need?" After he had asked me this, I was looking at Ocho, wondering what in the world I was going to be saying to him. I was shrugging, having no idea what in the world I was even going to be saying. I just felt like there was nothing else I could do.

"No, I think that we are going to be fine for now. Just my friend was wanting to talk to me about something." I said, and then I was sitting down on one of the tables, and before long, Ocho was sitting down right in front of me. He looked at me, and I was seeing that he was starting to be looking slightly better about this.

Eventually, Ocho was looking right at me. "What in the world is going on?" After he had asked me this, I was looking right at him, and I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be telling him. I was just feeling tired, and I was feeling that there was virtually nothing else I could say.

"Not much. But I am starting to become more and more aware of the fact that my father is involved in every single thing going on in this. He is trying to get involved in that man's candiacy for mayor." I said, and then this was when I was seeing Ocho looking confused on who I was meaning.

"Are you talking about Joe's father?" After he asked me this, I was slowly nodding, thinking that getting myself involved in politics was the worst thing that I could be dealing with. In all honesty, the idea of becoming a politician was bullshit. "But I am not surprised. Politics is running everything in the world in its own way. I guess that it would be no surprised if politics is what is keeping things together."

"So yeah, not only is he getting involed in that man's run, which he was saying was going to be helping him clear his name on everything that he had been doing, but then I see that he knows about these monster rumors. I thought that they were originally nothing more than that. But seeing my fathers information throws that out of the fucking window." I said, not wanting to think about monsters or shit.

"Are you fucking serious? It feels like everybody only gives a shit about themselves. I guess that I should not be terribly surprised." After Ocho was telling me this, I was having no clue what I wanted to say. "But whatever. Matt, do you think that you are going to be trying to reveal what he might be doing? If that man is really involved in everything going on, then he needs to be held accountable." He said, seeming desperate to get me to at least consider his point.

"Yeah, I am serious. As crazy as it is all sounding. I was hanging out with Rob and Julian when it had happened. If you are hanging out with either of them, they will be able to confirm the same fucking thing." I said, feeling that if Rob and Julian were still hanging out with me, then they would help Ocho see the truth.

"I wish that they are doing well. I really do need to try and see how they are doing. It hurts me to know that at least one of them probably hates me." Ocho said, and I was aware that he meant Julian. I wanted to get Ocho to think that Julian was not all that against him. But I was thinking that we both knew that this was utter bullshit.

"And then when we were leaving, that was when we had seen Shaun Reichenbach. For some reason though, I have a hard time remembering what in the world he was telling us. It is just like the entire memory was blocked off from my mind." I was saying, and the whole thing was just sounding so fucking strange to be saying, that even I did not get it at all.

"God damn it. That could have been so fucking useful. I hate this so much. I want to just fucking pin point everything that we could do, and then work something out." After Ocho had said that to me, I was slowly nodding, and I was aware that this was all my fault. But I just needed to be focused on the point.

"Did you hear about the libraries destruction?" I asked, and then Ocho was looking right up at me. The anger in his eyes almost totally fucking gone, and almost just seemed fucking heart broken. He seemed like he wantedto say so much more. But then I was feeling that I just needed to leave the situation alone for the time being.

"Yeah, I heard about it a day or two after it had happened. From what it sounds like, they are already getting the reconstruction plan going. It is clear that this was done to hide any evidence that the fucking place had. What a fucking bunch of assholes for just refusing to take any form of accountibility on what they are doing here.

"I think that we both know that they are going to refuse anything. We might as well not even fucking try and both this." After I said that to Ocho, I was seeing our usual orders being placed down. We have been there enough times to where in general they would see a idea on what to do.

"I am going to be seeing Izzy again, and I am goingto see what he fucking knows. I trust him." I said, and then I was looking right at Ocho, wondering what in the world he would say. "We are going to be stealing intel from them, and seeing what we can get.

"I guess that if you trust him, then I am not going to be arguing with you about this. Just remain safe. I want to make sure that we can be able to talk with each other more, and I have no idea if a man who was involved with that company is going to be somebody who you can fucking trust." After Ocho told me this, I was wondering if he was going to be like this to everybody who was at least trying to make a difference.

We ended up eating for a while longer, and when I was starting to wrap up at this rate. "Look, I need to just get any friends that I can get here. I have no idea what my father is getting into, and I have no idea what T.K. really even wants to do here. I don't know if he is trying to be doing what is right anyways."

"Many people who come into these stories always come in with the best intentions. The best thing that you can do is not sell people out, and for you to just make sure that there is nothing that you are going to give up no matter what." Ocho said, and I was wondering if this was his way of admitting that T.K. might be losing track of what was going on.

"I mean, I don't think that T.K. had quite sold himself out. If he had done that, then I would have had something that I could have expected." After I said that, I was wondering why in the world I was always trying to be getting him to be seeing a different perspective when it was coming to my brother.

"We should probably be heading out now." After Ocho said that to me, he was looking right at me. "We should hang out soon. Not relating to the investigation. Just trying to actually be a fucking friend. It would be best for us to really get to know each other." After he had said that to me, I was smiling, and I nodded at this idea. I wanted to do that as well.

"Yeah, that might be for the best. Sorry if I have not done that enough. You deserve better than what I am doing. But Ocho, if you ever need to be talking to me about Andrea, then I could be there for support." After I said that to him, I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to be dealing with.

Once I was getting out of Mezmers, I was seeing Ocho coming right up to me. "Hey Matt, are you going to tell me what in the world Izzy had gotten himself into when the time comes? I think that I need to know what he is actually dealing with." After Ocho had said that to me, I was sighing, and I had no idea what in the fucking world I was going to say to him now.

"Yeah, I can tell you what you need to know. Just make sure that no matter what he finds, you can keep a level of professionalism here." I said to him, and I was wondering what in the world I was saying here. I was thinking that the main reason for me saying this was because of the fact that he was never all that good to Izzy to begin with.

"Yeah, I fucking get it dude. See you later. Thanks for taking the time to meet up with me. Just make sure that no matter what, you are going to be careful with the influences that you set yourself up with. If something happens to you, then I would have a hard time really being able to accept it all. It would all be my fault somehow." When he was done saying this, I was laughing at that random jab he made for himself, and then I was starting to drive on to where Izzy had lived.

It took me about twenty minutes or so to get to where he lived, and when I was there, I knocked on his door. I waited for a few moments, wondering what in the world Izzy was going to be saying if he was seeing me come here this fucking late at night. Eventually, Izzy answered the door, looking right at me.

He seemed glad to be seeing me here. "Hey, I was wondering if we were ever going to be working together again. Considering the fact that you seemed like you were always scared about what we were doing." After Izzy had said that to me, I was shaking my head, having no idea what in the world I was getting myself into.

"Well, I was trying to work on some things with other people. I was working with Rob for a bit. I just want to see what I can accomplish with everything." I said, and then I was wondering what in the fucking world Izzy was caring for.

"Izzy, what are you planning on doing right now." I said, and then I wondered how in the world I was going to help this man. After all, Izzy probably had a better plan on how to get this all done then I ever did, and I just needed to get him to fucking give me some shit.

"I am going to be trying to hack the computers of the company and see what I might be able to find. I know that this might sound like a terrible idea, but I hardly give a shit. It is better than us just randomly running around like a bunch of chickens with our heads cut off." He said, and then I was laughing at this, thinking that he might have been right about this.

"And I am missing the part where I am going to be involved in this shit." I said, wondering why I was even trying to ask him anything. After I had said that to him, I was seeing Izzy looking like he was really happy that I was showing at least some interest in this discussion.

"You are going to be buying me time. Every fifteen seconds or so I can get, is another piece of information that I can get from the intel. Just distract them, and maybe even find out what you can by your own accord. I bet that you will be doing great. Especially if you are going to be having some people with you." Izzy sounded so fucking confident on this situation that I was actually starting to buy what he was saying.

"I suppose that this could work." I said, and I was wondering what in the world I was going to be saying to Izzy. "If it can really get us to know the truth, then I will do whatever I can to make it work out." I was finally starting to be making this whole thing make me feel a little bit better.

"We should be doing this tomorrow." After Izzy had said that to me, I was sighing, and I was thinking that the longer had been putting this whole thing off, the faster that we could get some intel and really have a fucking idea what in the world we were planning on doing.

Scene 12: The Database

I was at Izzy's house, and I knocked on the door. After I was waiting for a few seconds, I was wondering if Izzy was going to have any fucking intention on working with me. I was feeling that whatever the hell Izzy had planned, the sooner that I would get along with it, the better that it was going to be for us all.

Once he answered, I was scared of what in the world I was even going to tell him. "Hey Matt, I was thining about how I was going to be able to hack into the main network. And I think even more than ever that I am going to be needing you at my side." After he had said that to me, I was sighng in annoyance that he had felt the need to be saying that.

"Are you expecting me to go in there and try and find something myself?" I asked, hoping beyond god that this was not what I was expecting. But deep down, I was aware of what he was going to do. As I was letting the situation all role in my head, I was just wondering if Izzy was even wanting to work this all out.

"I just need you to go inside of the main building, and talking with people long enough for me to be able to steal some stuff. Ever Just really get people to look away. I know that I already told you that yesterday, but I am believing that I have no fucking choice here." After he had said that to me, I was slowly nodding.

"I will be heading out right now. I guess that the sooner that I get to this, the better that things are going to be for us." I said, and then I was seeing Izzy looking slightly better about this. "How would you even know if things are all working out?"

Eventually, Izzy was nodding, and then he pulled out something from his drawer. "Just take this with you. We will be able to talk with each other in there for a while." After he had said that to he, he was handing me a ear chip, and I was looking down at this. If somebody knew what I was doing with this, either they would think I was an employee or a fucking spy.

"And there is this as well. It is a data drive. Just put it on his computer, and the entire time that you are talking with him, things will be downloaded onto that. Every moment that we can get will be vital." After he was telling me this, I was sighing, and I had figured that there was no reason to argue with him at all.

"Alright, I guess that it is better than nothing. Just let me know when my progress is sufficient or not." After I had said that to him, I was shaking my head. This whole fucking situation was god damn stupid, and I wondred why I was even letting this happen to me. I just needed to do whatever I could to get people to listen to me.

"Thank you for giving me a chance to redeem myself." After Izzy had said that to me, I was sort of thinking the same way about him, and that while I wanted to give him the more sentimental value of this statement, I just decided to keep it to myself, and not be saying anything at all.

With that, I was walking out of the house, and I was starting to drive down. I put the chip in my ear. "Alright, got it inside. Just tell me what you are doing, and tell me which room that I need to head in." I said, and I was starting to drive towards the main company building, having nothing else to do to protest.

"You are going to be hacking into Kenta's terminal. I know that you are probably thinking that this is a terrible idea, but I don't care." Izzy said, and then I was wondering how in the fucking world I was going to be telling him off here. I just needed to find a way out of this, that way I could prepare how to speak to that man about my father.

Eventually, I was parking at the front entrance of the building. "Well, if this is my last night on earth, then just tell everybody that am sorry for everything, and that I really was fucking trying to be making things better." I said, and I was aware that I was not going to really make that statement feel sincere when it was so fucking vague.

"Well, just do whatever you can Matt. If anybody doubts your sincerity to this cause again, I will tell them that you were the only one that really tried to be going in the belly of the beast." He said, and I laughd at that, having no desire to argue with that statement at all.

Eventually, I got out of the car, and I was holding the thumb drive for a while, just trying to keep everything to myself for a while. I went up the elevator, and I was ready to head right to his room. Izzy did not tell me what I needed to talk to him about, which meant that I could use this as a chance to talk with him about my father.

Once I got out of the elevator, I went right to his room, and then I was going inside. I was glad to notice that he was not in there for now. So I put the thumb drive right away. Once it was inside, I was sighing in relief. "Alright Izzy, the drive is in. Get right to your magic." I said, and then I was feeling that whatever the hell Izzy was planning on here, we just needed to get it done with.

"Thank you for letting me know right away. If Kenta doesn't show up, just take the drive once it hits one hundred. And I will tell you to to into as many rooms as possible." After Izzy said that to me, I was sighing, and I was feeling that him saying that was fucking insane. But I was just thinking that I needed to give him a chance to do his own thing.

Eventually, the downloading started once again, and then I was looking around, and I was seeing that Kenta was talking with that red haired associate. I was wondering why in the world he was talking with Brad at all. When I was seeing that, I was thinking that Brad was going to be my only working way in if things went bad.

He went in as soon as he was done talking with Brad, and then when he was seeing me, I was seeing him looking both confused and angry. But then after a moment, once he was seeing who I was, I was seeing him looking like he was letting all the ideas run through his mind.

"Hello. I was hoping that I would be able to talk with you at some point. I was hoping to make you an offer. But first I would want you to tell me what in the world you are doing here." He said, and then I was looking down at the drive. Three percent. Nowhere even close to having everything that I needed.

"I was just taking a momet to admire your work. I mean, becoming a scientist for Wayside when you were just nineteen years old." I said, and then I was feeling that I would be able to win him over if I was complimenting him for a bit. I was just hoping that by doing this, I would get him to at least consider what I was saying.

"Oh yeah, you know about that. That's wonderful. Although the main reason that I got myself involved with that is because of the fact that I was trying to just get away from what I had needed. After all, I am sure that your father will probably be able to tell you many things that had gone down." After Kenta had said that to me, I was feeling like I just needed to grip him here.

"I have wanted to know what my father was getting himself into back in the day anyways. I have a feeling that there is just simply so much shit that he refuses to tell me. And in all honesty, it feels fucking insulting to not know what he went through." I said, and I was feeling that maybe if I threw in some insults to my dad, then it could work out for the better.

"Your father was a strange man. I was friends with him when we were both living in New York. When we were both sixteen years old, so even slightly younger than youself, we got ourselves involved in a real conspiracy. I tried to explain that to some people in this town. But one of them who showed promise left me behind." Kenta said, and I knew he was referring to Izzy specifically. I looked over, and saw "seven percent".

"Are you referring to Izzy? I started to become friends with him lately. He really does respect a lot of your work, despite what you may believe." I said, and I was feeling that saying that to him was going to be getting his fucking ego way up there. But I just needed to get him talking.

"I hope that he does. When I told him about the Neo Wayside project, I thought he of all people would respect that idea. He always seemed like the type of person who would see what we are dealing with. But I guess that I gave him too much credit." After he had said that to me, I was wondering what I was going to be saying now.

"I heard about Neo Wayside. Is that your way of fighting the monsters that I have been hearing about. I think that my father has been working on a way to divert attention from that. What even is the fucking project anyways?" I asked, and then I was having no idea what in the world I was getting into. I looked at the computer and saw "ten percent."

"Well, construction has already begun. We have already been working on rebuilding the library after that minor inconvience was dealt with." After Kenta said that to me, I was angry at the fact that he was talking about that place as a inconvience. I was wondering what in the world could make him say that.

"Are you going to be working on a way to remake that garden and church? I am not much of a nature lover, I will fucking admit it. But that is something that should have never been destroyed for no fucking reason at all." I said, and I was trying tonnot be showing any nanger. It was not that big of a deal. But I just did not give a single fucking shit.

"No, the boss doesn't want that. And I don't really want that either. There is no reason for that to come back in all honesty." After he had said that to me, I was having no idea what in the world what I was going to be getting myself into. "And besides, there is nothing that I can really do about it. There are better ways for us to be using our fucking money."

"How in the world have you even gotten all that money anyways?" I asked, feeling that I just needed to get him to just tell me everything that I could possibly get. Kenta smiled as he was hearing this question for a while.

"I will tell you more if you agree to get either yourself or your younger brother in an internship. We have a lot of talking to do." After he had said that to me, he was looking at his watch again, and then I looked at the message again. "Fourteen percent" was all that it had said.

After a bit of talking, that was when Kenta said "I better be heading out right now. Thanks for the talk. Please at least consider what I was telling you earlier. It is vitally important to understand that the people in this town have not lost sight of what they are getting involved into." After he had said that to me, he was starting to head on out of the room.

Once he was gone I was hearing Izzy talk again. "We do not have a lot of time. Just take the drive. What we have right now is better than fucking nothing at all. Alright." He said, and then I was pressing the eject button, and then I pulled the drive out as I was seeing that we were at a mere fucking "sixteen percent" downloaded. And then I placed it in my pocket. I mean, it was better than nothing, but I wished that we had gotten more. And I was leaving the room with nothing else to do.

Scene 13: A New Friendship

When I was back at Izzy's house, I felt so fucking scared about everything that I had been getting myself into, and I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to be doing with him. I felt that he needed to just fucking tell me everything that he had been planning on, and we could work something out.

I knocked on his door, and then he answered the door, and then he was looking at me, and I was just wondering what in the world I was going to be saying to him. "Hey, it is not much. Sorry about that. Only got to like sixteen or seventeen percent." I said, and then I was looking down on the ground, having no idea what in the world I would say.

"It's alright. It is better than where we were a couple of hours ago. But we need to be focusing on what we can extract from that. I mean, Kenta's computer database is such a small part of the overall company intel that we have such a long fucking way to go..." Izzy said, and then he was looking at me, wondering what I was planning on telling him here.

"I just hope that neither one of us are going to be tracked by him. Sooner or later, he must be able to notice that I was just trying to hack into his main frame." I said, and then I was looking down, having no idea what in the world I was going to be telling him. I just wanted to try and get out of this in a way that was safe for both of us.

"Izzy, are you sure that either of us are going to fucking survive this?" I asked, and then I was seeing him looking like he was just having no real answer for this at all. And seeing him that way was just really making me feel so fucking bad about this.

"I have no idea, but what I do know is that if I can be able to really look deep into this, then I might be able to pull something out. Thank you for taking the time to entertain this insane idea." After Izzy was saying this to me, I was just trying to be making him feel slightly different here.

"I will just return home, and maybe when I talk to T.K. about this, he might be willing to actually talk with me for a while, and we can work something out." I said, having no idea what in the fucking work I was even going to be getting myself into. "I really feel like when I work with you, there is a real method to the fucking madness. Something that makes me feel better."

"Thank you for saying that. I always like when I work with people, there is somebody here who will actually listen to what I have to say. It makes me feel so much better." Izzy was saying, and I was having no idea why I was even getting into this at all. I wanted Izzy to feel comfortable with me.

"I don't know why, but it feels like when I started to hang out with you, as strange as it is, that I was finally starting to have a real friend for the first time." After I said that to him, I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be telling him. "I still feel like this whole fucking thing is stupid. But maybe it could have been much worse."

"Matt, if you feel like you need to jst quit this, as much as it would let me down, I would understand. And I will try and fight this on my own. But you are giving me a chance to do something for once." After Izzy had said that to me, I was having to really fucking think on what I would be saying.

"I will still help. But I am going to be finding a way to take care of this with my brother. I need to help him understand what I am doing." I said, and then I was shaking my head, and I was starting to head away. "I will talk to you soon. I just need to get a team going here." I said, thinking that having a team was just going to be fucking bizarre.

I was sitting down in front of my house, wondering what in the fucking world was going to be doing. I was staring out at the sky, wondering what in the world I was going to be doing now. It just all felt wrong that I was getting myself into this now. I just wanted to be talking to T.K. and see if he was believing in me or not.

I was wanting to really make a difference to those around me. I might have been a fucking failure, and I might have been making a fucking mistake, but I was feeling that if I could be able to get some people out there to really listen to me, and see what I was now growing aware was the right choice, then that was all that I needed here.

Eventually, I was seeing T.K. coming home for the night, with his skateboard, and then I was seeing that he had wanted to just leave me alone. Then with that, he had sat down, and then he was trying to find something to say to me. "Hey Matt, was there something you were needing?"

"I don't fucking need anything. I just wish that my friends are not going to be getting themselves hurt. I wonder if they are even going to be considering me a friend in the first place." I said, and then I was shrugging, thinking that the only one who may still consider me one is Ocho, and maybe Izzy.

"I seen you going around a lot. You seem like you are really busy now. I can appreciate that. Maybe some of my influence is starting to really seep into it." After T.K. had said that to me, I was wondering what in the world he was going to be telling me now. "I mean, I can see from the look on your face that you are trying." After T.K. had said that to me, I was wondering what in the world I was going to say now.

"I mean there is nothing else that I can fucking do here. I just want to really reach out to those around me, and make them see that I am going to be there for them no matter what. I believe that I am starting to make some people really believe in me." I said, finally feeling that getting Izzy to believe me was the only thing that I could really be confident one.

"Izzy you mean? I heard you talking about him with somebody else. Are you planning on really making things work out with him? If you are, then perhaps you deserve more credit than I ever should be giving myself." After T.K. said that to me, I was wondering what in the world he was meaning about this.

"Yeah, I am talking about Izzy. I mean, I never intended to be hanging out with him, but now that I have, I feel like I did the right thing. He needed some fucking help here. But even beyond that, it made me realize how much help I needed. And how much I need to reach out to Ocho again." I said, and I was smiling as I looked at T.K.

"Are you going to actually reach out to Ocho, or are you going to just pretend like there is no real reason?" T.K. asked me, and then I was looking at him, wondering what in the world I was even going to be telling him. There was nothing that I could say. All that I fucking knew for sure was that Ocho needed my help.

"I mean, there is still a small part of me that has not fully recovered from some of the arguments. But I am aware that I just need to be getting over it. I just hope that Ocho would be able to really see it." I told T.K., having no idea what I was going to telling him.

"I feel that I should talk with him tonight or something. Maybe he might be willing to talk to with me, and then I feel like the final patching up will be taken care of." I said, and I was having no idea what in the world I was even going to be telling him in the first place. This was when I was seeing T.K. looking like he had nothing to tell me.

"Good luck on that. If you find something, then I hope that your journey will be getting easier for you." After he had said that to me, I was just starting to walk away. I was feeling that my self pitying was only going to be lasting me so much, and in all honesty, I was just not giving a single shit anymore.

As I was nearly out of eye sight, I was hearing T.K. calling out to me. "Matt, if you really want to be friends with people, then you need to be asking yourself what the real reason is." T.K. said, and then I was having no idea what in the world I was going to say. There really was nothing for me to be telling myself.

I was not going to be telling him the main reason. The main reason was that I was sincerely trying to make this better was more so for the idea of helping others than it really was for me to be feeling better about myself. I guess that it was all coming together in certain ways.

Eventually, I walked in front of Rob's house, and I was having no idea what in the fucking world I was going to be telling him. I was thinking that if Rob had been feeling like I was taking advantage of him or whatever, then I would never fucking blame him. I knocked on the door, having nothing else to say.

For a few moments, I was having everything running through my mind. I was feeling that I just needed to probably go above and beyond to change the way that my friends were looking right at this. Eventually, Rob was answering the door, and I was wondering what I was going to say.

When he was looking at me, I was seeing him looking around, and he was tired of something. "Have you planned on something? If you are, then I might have to just find out what is going on." After he had said that to me, I was wondering why this discussion was even continuing.

"I am going to be visiting everybody that I can. And I will see what they are feeling. I need to let Izzy have some fucking time to really look at what he found. But I don't really want to be talking about this any further. Since the public might be making a huge deal out of this." I said, having no idea what I was doing.

"Fair enough. Tell me what you can soon enough. I need to fucking know." After Rob said that to me, I was wondering why in the world we were even having this discussion in the first place. "I guess I do appreciate the fact that you are giving me a chance here. As hard as it is for me to admit." After he had said that to me, I was feeling that was much too forced.

Scene 14: A New League

I was then thinking of what I was going to tell Rob about what I was feeling. "I am planning on going and checking out how Ocho is doing. But before that, I was hoping to apologize." I said, and then I shook my head, and I was seeing that Rob was just now looking rather confused here.

"Why are you apologizing for? I mean, you were going around and just trying to be finding out the truth of what is happening. If anything, I should the one who is apologizing to you." After he had said that to me, I was feelig that he needed to stop that shit right now. I was the one that had dragged him into this crap.

"Well, I have no idea what in the world Shaun had told us when we were confronting him. If I had known what he was telling us, then perhaps I would have been able to make a plan on how to help..." I said, and then I saw that Rob was just looking rather uncertain on what he was wanting to say at this point.

"And besides, it is not your duty to be dealing with what my father is doing. I just wanted to see if he was involved in this all. And now that I relatively have a certain idea on that, I can make some plans on how to move along here." I said, and then I was feeling that I was just needing to find some way to make it up to him.

"Well, if he is aware of what is happening in this town, and he is just hiding something from you for some random reason, then I think that you need to try and find out what that is. You are on the right track." After he had said that to me, I was having no idea what I was going to say. I really did not want my father to be getting involved with this at all.

"Well, I do know this. I am going to probably keep this information away from T.K. He needs to stay away from this stuff. I do not want him to be getting even more involved with this shit than he already is. He probably is already suspecting what I am doing." I said, and then I was having no idea what in the world I was going to say.

"I am going to be continuing this search. If you have no desire to do it, then I will not blame you. But if you want to help, then I will really appreciate it. I think that the two of us can find something to work on if we work hard enough." I was hoping that he was going to be taking my offer. If I could get him to help me out, in any way whatsoever, then that was going to be all that I had needed.

"I would rather be helping out, and know the truth, then to live in uncertainty any longer. So yeah, I will come along." After Rob had said that to me, I was seeing him looking like he would not believe that he was getting involved in this shit at all. "Regardless, do you think that you are going to be trying to involve Julian in this."

"I want to know what the fucking hell Julian knows. If he has something to tell me, then I need to roll with it." I said, and then I was shrugging, having no idea what in the world I was even going to tell him. "I want to save my brother, and I will do whatever it takes to be getting there."

"Are you going to continue pursuing your father, and his knowledge on this." After he had said that to me, I was sighing, and I was having no idea what in the fucking world I was going to be telling him. There was so many reasons to, and there was one big reason for me not to: Which was ruining my brothers love for the family.

"Yeah, I feel like I really have no fucking choice here. If I can talk with him, and keep it away from T.K., then I feel like I can really call that a win win." I said, and then I was shrugging, wondering what my fucking brother would have been able to do. "But before that, I need to know who is inolved with this cause as well."

"Thanks for telling me this. I really appreciate it when people always give me a fucking chance to make this work out. Just give me the word when something comes along, and I will do whatever I can to make it work out better for us." Rob then wondered what in the world he was going to say.

"Tell Rachel that I am sorry for everything that happened to her. Tell her that I am sorry that she does not really trust me or anybody else." After I said that to him, I was seeing that Rob was looking relatively unsure of what in the world we were going to do.

"Don't worry about it all. I am sure that she will appreciate knowing that somebody else is coming along to try and help her know that others care." After Rob said that to me, I was shrugging, and really did not fucking have a opinion on what to do about Rachel's feelings.

Eventually, that was when I was walking off, feeling that for now, that was going to be the best that I was going to get here. I had no idea why I was caring so much about what Rob was feeling here. He probably did not really care about what my brother is feeling. He probably did not care for T.K. all that much to begin with, but that was something that I did not blame him on.

"Hey Matt, do you know what Julian might be wanting to do if he got involved in all of this?" After he had asked me, I was looking right at him, having no idea what in the world I was going to be telling him. I was feeling that whatever Rob was trying to accomplish, I just needed to show him some patience, and told him what I was feeling.

"I think that he would want to take over. Maybe that might be for the best. I might not be the best person at all of this. So I guess that I might just leave it all alone." I said, and then I was shrugging, having no idea what in the fucking world I was planning on doing at this rate.

"Taking over. Julian. Sounds like him. But I mean, neither one of us are very good at this operation at this whole thing, and there needs to be a fucking leader. So I guess that maybe we just need to see what he is feeling." After Rob said that to me, I was having no idea what I was going to be saying.

"I will just see what he has to fucking say." I said, and then I was shrugging, thinking that there was nothing else to be saying. So with that, I was starting to head on out. I was seeing that Rob was just wanting to be finding something else to say. He clearly looked fucking desperate. But there was nothing else for me to be considering.

"I mean, you seriously do not remember a single thing that Shaun had been telling us?" After Rob had asked me this, I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be saying. And then with that, I was just wanting to find something about it that I could recall. Then with that, I was just shaking my head.

"No, I really have no idea at all. That fucking sucks, since in all honesty, I was feeling that I could have found something that could have made this work." I said, and then I was shaking my head, really having no idea what in the world I was planning on telling her. "And to be honest, I think that if I remembered, I might have been coming in guns blazing at my fathers office like it was all his fucking fault." I said, and then I was shrugging, thinking that this was not healthy.

"Not everything is about your father. But to be honest, considering everything else, I guess that I can fucking believe in you. I suppose that when I put everything into considersation, everything makes sense." After Rob was saying this to me, I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be getting myself into. I felt like Rob just did not understand what it was like to have a father who was completely suspicious.

"I wish that I was able to move on from everything. I will just talk to Sora about this, and then try and tell her off, so that way I can focus on my work, and then after all of this, I will go on and see what Ocho has to say to get us to work together." I said, and then I was wondering what in the world I was going to be saying now.

"What do you plan on doing after you talk with Ocho once again?" Rob asked me, and then I was shrugging, having no idea what in the world I was going to say. I was thinking that some of the answers were obvious, but there was nothing that I could have done.

"Probbaly come back to Izzy. I also feel that even beyond Izzy, there is a girl named Mimi that I need to fucking check out. Who knows, she might have some fucking clue on what I need to do. I feel the desire to protect her." I said, and then I was wondering what I was going to say now.

"Mimi. I feel like I have met her once or twice. But in all honesty, I hardly have no idea what in the world she is getting herself into." After Rob had said that to me, I was feeling that I just needed to try and find a way to know what Rob and Mimi had even been talking about in the past.

"You should tell me about that." I said, and then I was feeling that now was time for me to be getting focused on what I was going to be doing with Sora. I just hoped that she was going to forgive me for everything that was going to be coming up. I hoped she would eventually not hate me.

I was starting to drive on my way to where Sora had lived. I was feeling that whatever was going to happen, if I was going to get in trouble in the next days, I would want to have at least one more fucking time with her. I was wanting to show her that I was going to make sure that she did not have that night with me for all wrong reasons.

Once I knocked on her door, she had answered the door, and she was looking directly at me, wondering what in the fucking world I was even going to say. "Hey Matt, it's good to see you." After she had said that to me, I was having no idea what in the fucking world I was even going to say in the first place.

"I wanted to just see if you were doing well. I am sorry for leaving you along the way that I did. You deserve better than that." I said, and then I was having no clue what in the fucking world I was even going to say. I just wanted her to see that I was acknowledging. I wanted her to see that I was not scared anymore.

"What were you doing anyways?" After Sora asked me this, I was having no idea what in the world I was even going to be telling her. There was nothing that I could have done besides just tell her the truth I decided. So with that, I took a deep breath.

"I went to the broadcast station. I was wanting to see if there was anything related to my father in there. And it turns out that there was. But I do not really want to talk about it too much." After I had told her this, I was having no idea what in the world I was going to be saying.

"I guess that some people are going to say that I told you so." Sora said, and she was slightly saying it in a playful matter. But in all honesty, I did not really want to hear it. This entire situation was just too much for me to really have a serious response. With that, i was wondering if I was going to have the courage to speak.

"And maybe they have the right to do it. But in all honetsy, I am starting to think that perhaps I need to just stop talking with some people for a while. I mean, I do not want to be hurting you no matter what." I said, and then I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to tell her. I was wondering why I was breaking up with her. Or at least trying to.

"Are you trying to tell me that you are done with our relationship?" After she had said that to me, I was having to really think about it. Did I want to break up with her? I had no idea what I was actually wanting to do.

"I don't know what in the world I am saying. I mean, I should be breaking up. For your safety. But in all honesty, I don't know if I can really do that. So I might have to just leave this whole thing alone. Maybe just take a fucking break." I said, and then I was having no idea what in the fucking world I could have been able to do here.

Sora was looking down on the ground, and I was seeing that there was a look of utter sadness on her face. I was feeling that everything was my fucking fault. And that was entirely fine. I was wanting to keep her safe, and that was all that had really fucking mattered in my mind. I did love her deep down inside, or at least was sincerely thinking that I did, and that was all that I had needed.

"Matt, I don't know what to think about this all. It just kind of hurts to be thinking about this. You should have at least askd me what I wanted in this." After she had said that to me, I was having no idea what in the fucking world I was going to tell her. I was starting to walk to my car, having no idea why I was even going to telling her.

"I will be coming back soon. I just need to be thinking about what I am going to do. I need to be thinking about all of my priorities." I said, and then I was hoping that this was going to be a good enough explanation for her. And then with that, I was getting in my car, having no idea what I would tell her.

Once I was in my car, I was convinced that I had made the wrong choice, and that I just needed to fucking see what the hell she had been feeling. I needed to just make sure that Sora was not going to be hating me for the rest of her life. Even if she was having every proper reason in the entire world to.

I was seeing Sora coming to the car, and I was just wishing that whatever she was wanting to say, she would just make it quick, and not be wasting my fucking time with this shit. I lowered the window down, and then she was looking like she was just running through five million emotions.

"Just think about it for a bit. Just really consider what needs to be done. if you think that it would be for the best to leave me, then I will accept it. In time." She said, and then I was nodding, feeling that I just needed to give her that at least. A fucking chance for me to be thinking, and a fucking moment for this shit to really be pondered out for a while.

I nodded, and then I gave her the promise that this would be what I would do. And then when she was starting to head on out, I was already getting every single idea in my mind on how I was going to be getting her to change her mind on what I had been saying.

The next night, after I had been settling down a bit further, this was when I was heading on straight to Mezmers. I had no idea if Ocho was going to be showing up here. In all honesty, I knew that he would come, if not for me, then for the food. But at the same time, I was feeling that this was going to be a situation he would not want to follow through any longer.

Eventually, I parked the car when I was there. Everything in my mind just running through the last couple of days. I was hoping beond god that Izzy was going to be gathering some fucking intel here. I just needed him to tell me what he had found. And I was needing to know if my father was really involved in all of this.

Maybe when I would talk with him again, he would be telling me that everything was a lie, and that we had been getting ourselves too fucking hyped up over nothing. If that was a reveal, then I would be fucking finally be feeling so much better about everything. I would be able to laugh at everything, and pretend that nothing fucking happened.

In all honesty, I was wondering what in the world Ocho would do if I was going to try and see him. He would probably be finding my situation to be a really messy one. As if it was my fucking fault that Izzy was trying to get me to hack into the main network.

I got out of the car, and then I was going right inside. I was waiting for a while, wondering when Ocho was going to come. If he was going to come. Every single moment that he had been making me wait, was another fucking moment in which he was going to be driving me fucking crazy. I was wondering if this was a sign of how fucking clingy I could be.

Before long, I was seeing him starting to walk by, and he was coming closer to me, When I was seeing this, i was just telling myself that no matter what happened, he was probably going to be at my side, and that was all that I had ever wanted.

Once he was inside of the building, I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to be doing with him. I was feeling that regardless of the outcome of this fucking thing, this would probably be the last time that the two of us were going to be coming here to have these discussions. If somebody had known what we were doing, they were going to be coming towards us and report us to the fucking police.

Scene 15: The Goth And The Beauty

I was seeing Ocho looking like a million things were running through his mind. "So Matt, do you think that you have a plan on your mind?" Ocho asked, and I was thinking of something that I could do to make him feel like we were actually making progress on not just the investigation, but the friendship as well.

"I think that I should show you a girl named Mimi. She might be somebody who is willing to listen to you on everything." I asked, and I was having no idea what in the fucking world I was going to be saying. I was feeling that if Mimi wanted to hang out with Ocho, and listen to him, then that would show that everybody was truly listen to him.

"Oh Mimi, I wonder what she would be doing in order to really justify hanging out with me." Ocho said, and then I was shaking my head, telling myself that I just needed to tell him to relax. But I was not really giving much of a shit at all. Eventually, I was picking up our orders, and wrapped them all up.

"Where is she usually?" Ocho asked, and I was feeling that this was a fair enough question. It was more of the fact that I honestly had no idea if she was still at the church, or if she was wanting to eventually try out something different.

"She might be at the church. This was where I had found her the last time. If she is not there, then she might be at her house. I do know where she lives." I said, and then I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to do by involving Ocho and Mimi together into this whole thing.

"I hate that church. Kind of reminds me more and more of personal failures." After Ocho had said that to me, I was shaking my head, thinking that he did not need to be calling himself a fucking failure since he was not the one who had made all of these fucking mistakes. He put in more effort than any of us ever did.

"Well, I have a feeling that you were not going to make a difference in any of this. So you need to fucking relax, and realize that there was really nothing that you could fucking do about it." I was saying, hoping that by telling Ocho this, I could get him to fucking calm down, and not be hurting himself any further.

We were going right into my car, and then I was seeing Ocho looking at the burger that I had placed in there for him. Then with that, I was starting up the engine, and I was feeling that as long as I would be at his side, he would not be making himself feel too fucking bad about what was going on. I just needed him to have confidence.

As we were driving along, I was seeing that Ocho was having a lot of thoughts run through on his head. "Ocho, I think that the best thing that we can all do at this rate is just focus on what can make our own personal stories in this situation better. I want to help you out, and I feel that deep down, you want to help me out as well."

I was getting closer to the church, and I was wondering if all of these things was a sign of friendship, or a sign of me just taking a sign of responsibility. Ocho was looking like he was regretting so fucking much. "I mean, I know that I am not the culprit. But with how little of a difference that I have made, I am starting to wonder if I am just as bad as them."

I parked the car at the church, and I was looking right at him, and I was wanting him to never say that shit ever again. "You are not as bad as the culprits. The fact that you are fighting your fucking ass off to be making things right shows that. You have never once done anything that would indicate that you are as bad." I said, and then I was hoping that by just saying something that simple, I could get him to shut up for a while.

Once I was out of the car, I was seeing Ocho calming down a bit, and then he was getting out as well. I was feeling better for getting him to calm down a bit. And then with that, we were going inside, and I was seeing that Mimi was inside along with her friend. They were both wearing some form of a dress. Mimi a red one, and her friend a blue one.

"Mimi, is this a good time?' I asked, aware that there was no fucking way that this was a good time. But I was just wanting to make it seem like I was at least trying to keep it under control. As she was looking over at me, I was seeing her looking like she was so fucking happy to be seeing that I was here. I calmed down, aware of the fact that she was at least willing to say hello to me.

"Hey, it's a fine time. Just talking with a friend for a bit. Do you have something that you wanted to talk about?" She asked me, and then I was having no idea what in the world I was going to say. I did not have anything on my mind per se. But I was feeling that since I was here, I just needed to give Ocho a chance to be more open.

"Who is that with you?" Ocho asked, as if pretending like he was wanting to actually be doing this. Mimi looked at Ocho, as if utterly shocked to be seeing him there in the first place. She was smiling, as if feeling that she might as well make the most of it while she could, since there was nothing else to do.

"My friend Candice. I guess that it would not be too shocking if you did not know." After Mimi said that to me, I was wondering what we were going to be doing now. In all honesty, I was not too sure if this whole situation was going to be working. I just eeded to get them to enjoy working with each other.

"Yeah, I had a hard time really getting to know anybody for shit. All I did was hang out with Andrea and her friends. I probably should have been doing much more." After Ocho had said that to her, he was shrugging, as if not giving a crap about the fact that this whole situation was going on in the first place.

"Yeah, sorry about that. It looked like you were always the happiest a gothic guy could possibly be when you were around Andrea." Candice said, and then that was when Ocho looked over at her, wondering what in the fucking world he was going to be able to say to that type of statement.

"I mean, I was really happy with her. I don't really have any other way to put it I suppose." After he had said that to the two girls, he was then sighing for a second. "Hey guys, I know that this might be a bit strange, but did you guys ever hear of a man who came by here a couple of times?" He asked, getting Candice especially confused.

"That man with red hair, Brad. I heard that he would come here a couple of times to make some prayers. I feel like I need to find a way to talk to that guy. He knows some shit, and he is just trying to hide it." Ocho said, walking a few steps down, and staring up at the sky again.

"So you're still pursing the case?" Candice asked, thinking that at this rate, there was no reason for him to be doing this anymore. After all, with Andrea gone, he already gotten the answers that he had needed, and that every moment he was here was virtually a waste of time.

"Yeah, I am still pursuing it. If not for Andrea, then for the idea of true justice. Isn't that what this fucking town needs anyways?" Ocho asked, balling his fist for a second, and then he was taking a long and deep breath. "One of these days, something is going to come out of this. One of these days, people will see that they are fucking played. And when that happens, I will feel great pity for Wayside." After he had said that to her, Candice was just remaining silent for a second.

"And you were saying that you needed to see Brad? What does he have to do with this?" Candice asked and both Mimi and I were shocked at the fact that she was actually listening to him at all. That she was willing to actually really see what the issues were. Ocho shook his head, as if thinking that talking to her about this was a waste of time.

"He works with that giant fucking company. He clearly knows what his boss is going to do to make this town the perfect noir future town. Regardless if people see it or not, this man is the only reason that Wayside is able to keep going along the way that it has been." After Ocho said this, he balled his fist up again and pounded it on his other hand.

"Everybody needs to have a goal that they are going to fight for. You need to be finding it in yourself what is the most important thing for you, and I will see what way I can be able to support this." Ocho finished, as all three of us were just trying to find something to be saying to this.

"I was trying to talk to Matt about my issues with my father earlier. I think that he and I are probably going to have to really be stepping up and looking deeper into what they are both doing." Mimi said, and then she was looking at me, wondering what I was going to be saying to this. I was slowly nodding, and while I did not want to admit it, I was feeling that it was the least that I could be able to do here.

"So Candice, do you have something that you are unsure about? Something that you feel like you need to know the truth of no matter what?" Ocho asked, finally reaching us once again, and while he was having this rant, I was seeing an older guy behind the booth, and he was listening to this discussion. I was seeing him starting to be slightly moved by ths emo teens words.

"I guess that I do want to see my friends be safe no matter what. It hurts me when I see that they are in danger or scared. I want to find a way to help that." After she had said this to Ocho, she was slowly nodding, and I was feeling that this was going to be a good starting spot here.

"I will talk to you if you want. You can tell me everything that you need." Ocho said, and then he was looking right at Mimi and I. "You guys should find something that you both feel the desire to do. That way you can finally have something that you can look forward to." After Ocho said that to us, I was wondering what in the fucking world I was going to say in argument.

"We should probably give them some time." I said, and then with that, Mimi was wanting to find something to say, but then she slowly nodded, and decided to just follow me as we were heading outside. I felt like if we could just talk for a bit, then perhaps I would get her to see that there was nothing to fear if there was a problem with her father.

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Scene 16: Lone Agent

Brad was wondering what he was going to say to his older friend now that he was finally getting the courage to confront his past, and see if he was wrong in everything that he had been saying. But despite everything that he had been going through, Brad was just feeling that whatever he was going to tell Sheldon, he just needed to be totally honest.

Brad knocked on the door, and after waiting for a few seconds, that was when Sheldon was answering the door. And the first couple of seconds that Brad had looked at him, he was wondering why he was even here in the first place. Now that he had been here, he was starting to realize that there was no real reason for this at all.

"Hey, I wanted to just talk for a bit, and see how you were doing." Brad said, hoping that he would get Sheldon to at least be somewhat willing to actually talk with him. Sheldon was letting Brad in the house, hoping that he was not going to regret his decision. Then with that, thw two men looked at each other.

"I am doing alright. Just dealing with a bunch of things. Trying to balance my job and being there for my family. One of the only reasons I decided to have a day off every week." After Sheldon said that to him, Brad was just trying to find a way to talk about getting invovled in that persons life more, without making it seem forced.

"How is the kid doing? I haven't seen him in like four or five years." Brad said, and then he was sitting down, pretending like nothing had ever happened, and this was when Sheldon was looking at Brad, wondering what this man was even trying to accomplish in the first place.

"Alright enough. Just always trying to do his own thing with those older friends of him. He always wants to know everything that the two of us had gotten ourselves into." After Shelon said that to Brad, he was looking at his friend, wondering what in the world Brad was going to be saying this idea.

"Do you believe that he will get to know eventually? I mean, he is getting older, and sooner or later he might be making his own choices. I think you need to decide if you want to get involved in him learning or not." After Brad had said that to Sheldon, he was seeing that his friend was just looking scared of this idea.

"I mean, I have a feeling that one of these days, he might learn of the truth. But I really do not want him to find out because of my own shit. I want him to try and be safe as long as possible. What are you even doing here anyways?" Sheldon changed the subject, and then Brad was looking right at him.

"I am here because I am getting more and mocre confused on my tasks, and my feelings on them all. I just feel like I need to know the truth. I feel like after all of this time, I might have made the wrong choice in everything that I have been doing." Brad was saying, and Sheldon was able to tell that there was a level of sincerity to this.

"I was trying to tell you all of these things earlier, and you were refusing to me. Reality shows that Shaun Reichenbach is a terrible human being who doesn't care for anybody else besides the furtherment of his own fucking company. You are falling for this shit hard." Sheldon said, and then that was when Brad was just trying to think of a argument.

"At least I am fighting along, and trying to be doing what I think is right. I haven't seen you going out there and trying to make a difference. So you really do not need to be telling me this anymore." After Brad said that to Sheldon, he was wondering what he was going to get him to say.

"Maybe that is true. I mean, I always do find some form of a excuse to be hiding along the truth. But I do want to fight for my family now. I want to make them have a good life." After Sheldon said this, he was looking at Brad, starting to get angry, but hoping that he was going to still hold on a bit longer.

"If you are going to try and bring my family into this shit, then I am not going to be there at your side. Jenny needs to be safe, no matter what." After he was saying that to Brad, this was when Brad was just trying to find a way to be making Sheldon feel better about what was happening.

"I understand what you are saying. I just wish that I still had somebody worth fighting for. I used to have something to fight for, but that is long gone." Brad said, and then he was looking down on the ground, and there was a slight tear coming down his face. He remembered the times that he was having with Victoria, and the fact that she was the one person who made him feel safer and happier when they were together.

"That must have been the worst thing for you to deal with. I am so fucking sorry." Sheldon said, instantly referring to this, and then this was when Sheldon was taking out a cigarette. He also gave one to Brad, and they were both sharing some smokes, to try and really consider what was happening.

"Now I am doing something because for once it feels nice to actually be needed. Seeing people actually coming to me, and saying that they want my abilities. That is all that I fucking want." Brad said, feeling that by saying it this way, he might be able to make Sheldon start to understand his perspective a bit.

After a little bit of time of talking, Brad was leaving the house entirely because of the fact that Sheldon needed to go in for a few hours, and when Brad was heading away, that was when he had seen Yolei coming along nearly. For some reason, seeing her made him feel so much better, and he felt the need to talk with her further.

"Hey Yolei. Nice to see you again. Are you coming by to see somebody?" Brad asked, not having a single thought of his job in his mind. He genuinely wanted to know this girl, and he was wanting to see if there was a way that she would ever feel safer with talking to some other adults who were in the area.

"Yeah, I watch Cody a couple of times a week. I ave been his babysitter for about a year now." After she had told Brad that, he was slowly nodding, and then he was just thinking of something to tell her. "Were you frends with Sheldon or something?"

"Yeah, we were friends back in the day. Over the years, the two of us stopped talking as much. I guess that over time, our jobs were just simply getting in the way of getting to hang out." Brad said, thinking that it was rather elementary that he was still using the term "hanging out" at the age of thirty six.

"I heard a lot of rumors. Are you a bad person?" She asked, and then Brad feeling hurt by her asking him this question. Not because she ever doubted him, because she was right to doubt him, and he fucking knew it as much as he wished to deny this fact.

"I try not to be. I just do what I believe is correct." Brad said, and he was whincing at this entire thing. Maybe one of these days, when she was far older, he would tell her everything that was going on. Maybe he could finally get her to see the bigger picture.

"There is nothing wrong with following what you want to believe. My friend does the exact same things, even if some of it makes no fucking sense." Yolei said, and Brad was more than aware that she was referring to T.K. In a strange way, that thirteen year old was more dangerous than most people he knew. Probably explained why, even if he hated it, Shaun was still afraid of younger minors.

"If you ever feel the need to talk to me about your friends, then you can find me a couple of days a week at the company hall. Ever since I first saw you at the church, you always seemed so lost." After Brad had said that to Yolei, he was finding it really hard to talk about this in front of her. He felt like deep down, he had no right to be telling her how to be safer, when he was going around, tryingto just pretend like his boss wasn't fucking insane.

"Yeah, I guess that I could use that support. In all honesty, this whole thing is moving a break neck pace. None of it is really processing. I just want to have a real adult that I could trust to talk to me." After Yolei said that to Brad, the entire range of emotions that Brad was going through were overwhelming to really convey. And none of them were correct.

"Yeah, I figured as much, When I was your age, I was finding out all of this stuff for the first time as well. I get it. I really fucking do. And I get what it feels like when you have friends and family members just fucking lying to you." After Brad had said that, he was wondering if maybe that was the reason he and Sheldon were having a harder time really getting along again, because of how things used to be.

"Well, thanks for talking to me." After Yolei had said that to Brad, she was starting to hold a slight blush in her face. Brad was always feeling slightly scared of talking to anybody else, and while he didn't now Yolei, he was feeling protective in a way on how to keep her safe.

As Brad was getting in his car, he was feeling worse and worse about the fact that he was the true culprit of so many deaths in this town. Just since Shaun started using him as the pawn for these assassinatons, no less than half a dozen peple have fallen to him. And in all honesty, he was feeling that they did not really deserve anything like this at all.

But despite everything else in his mind, and everything he was wanting to just brush away, and move on from, he was convinced that he was now so fucking deep into this operation that there was literally nothing in the entire wolrd that he was going to be able to do about it. And that the moment that Brad did everything Shaun wanted, he would die.

And then there was the whole issue about him becoming a test subject for whatever the fucking hell Kenta was wanting. There was no fucking readon for him to be asking Brad this, and now that this was happening, Brad was virtually convinced that nothing was going on.

Eventually, he was pulling up at the company front door. After the shit that he was dealing with when he was talking to Sheldon, he was getting to the point where he was almost welcoming such a sight. At least that would have been something to keep his mind off of the fractured relations that he was helping cause.