Chapter 2 Episode 7: The Party And The Movie
June 27, 2022
T.K. felt like this progress was good enough for this episode, and felt like there wasn't enough to get out of it now. So with that, he had felt like it was time for him to go on and meet Matt, and see if the two brothers could start to make up with each other.
As T.K. was starting to get in the car, he was taking out a cigarette, feeling like it was time for him to continue his investigation, and he was wondering if his brother would even want to actually want to work with him in the first place.
As he was driving all the way over to Washington, he was wondering if children would even want to work with him in the first place. He was wondering if Matt would actually believe in the stuff that he had been saying, and believed the fact that T.K. was going to give it everything he had.
The entire drive that had been happening, T.K. was starting to realize that no matter how he was pretending like he hadn't done anything bad, at the end of the day, he had realized that he had been in the wrong the entire time. It was something that had hurt him deep down, to admit. But there was no way to truly hide it.
And the other thing that had been aware of, was the fact that he didn't want to admit it. That he didn't want to take responsibility with his family, and that by working with Matt, he was able to just put things to the fucking side.
But the other thing in his mind was wondering if Matt would ever forgive him for the way that he had treated his family, and treated his friends. He was thinking that his family would never really think about the mistakes that he made near the end, and just think about the good things that he had done.
But his theory was right at the end of the day. The fact that his nephews were just more focused on making sure that they had a chance to see their uncle, that even Matt would want to work with him on pulling things together.
And the entire time that T.K. had been driving there, he wondered why he was scaring so much what his older brother had been feeling here. But at the end of the day, he had felt like he just needed to take full responsibility for what he had been doing.
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October 29, 1986, Start
Sheldon was sitting down at the table, and thought about what he was going to be talking about with her. And scared if she was going to hate what he was doing.
Sheldon: Thanks for coming in right now. I mean, I know that you have to, but that doesn't mean that I appreciate it less.
Therapist: Oh thanks, I appreciate it when you say that. So where we were the last time?
Sheldon: We were talking about the grinding noise that had just gone off, and how i was going undercover after a bit.
Therapist: Yeah, that. And your addiction that had started up by that purchase here.
Sheldon: I don't really want to talk about that right now. But you are fucking right. I thought that it was for the best.
Therapist: Sheldon, do you feel like maybe you should have tried to get some councilling sooner? I feel like that might have been helped.
Sheldon: I wanted to, but I felt like I would have been weak and lame if I did something like that. I felt like I needed to earn what I would get.
Therapist: Sheldon, I feel like you need to give yourself more credit. It is this type of feeling that makes things much worse, but I guess that you probably fucking know this by now.
Sheldon: Are you just saying that because your my fucking therapist, or you actually believe that. Tell me the truth. No bullshit.
Therapist: I do believe that. Listen to your story. You clearly are the good guy here, you just can't see it yet. But be nice to yourself.
Sheldon was taking a cigarette out, and he was feeling like it was time to get to work, and not be holding off any longer, for her sake
Scene 2: My Word
I was meeting up with Dakota, and I was feeling like no matter what I was going to tell him, he was going to have no interest in hearing what I was going to be telling him. "Dakota, I think that if we are going to find Ashley, we need to truly just let everything go, and understand that there is nothing we will get out of fear and anger." I was telling him this, and I was seeing that Dakota looked like he was almost having no interest in hearing what I was saying at all.
"Sheldon, I wish that I could believe what you are saying. But I think you need to prove me that you actually believe what you are saying. I mean, why in the world are we so fucking worried about past grudges and shit, when everything that we can do to fucking change things is right there? I mean, I hate to admit it, but I feel like perhaps I just need to fucking talk to Harold, and see what he knows." After Dakota was telling me this, I was wondering if he would actually do this at all.
"I mean, Harold has been giving me a lot of help lately. I think that if you want to hate him for whatever reason, then perhaps you need to really have a good reason to do this. I am starting to think that he is one of the only ones who ever really cared for the truth." I said, and I was not really caring if he was going to get offended by what I was saying.
"I just know that even if Ashley is dead, I will be able to find out what happens, and if she is dead, then I will let you guys know, and the two of us can pull out some form of a plan. The only thing that I know for sure is that nothing will be completely unanswered anymore." I said, and I was hoping that he was able to start to see my relative self confidence in what I was telling him.
So with that, I was getting in my car, and I was feeling like I just needed to try Ashley's parents again. "Do you seriously think that they are going to be talking to us? I think that we both know that it is going to be a waste of time if we go there. Just feel like I need to be realistic here." After Dakota was telling me this, I wondered why he was so fucking worried about in the first place.
"I don't fucking know. All that I do know is that it is better to try and make sure than to just brush it all away. Just give me a fucking chance, and see if I will be able to make things work out." I said, and then I was wondering if he would even fucking listen to me at all. Dakota looked like he was clearly not having any patience with this at all.
"Well, I just know that they are going to try and find some way to accuse me of this. Like I am the one who would want her to be gone for some reason. But I guess that maybe they are probably much more involved with this than they want to admit." After Dakota was telling me this, I was not really in the mood to be hearing this at all.
"All you have to do to get them to not hate you is prove your innocence here. But most people seem willing to give me a chance, so I feel like as long as they trust me, then perhaps they will be willing to at least pretend to trust you." I said, and then I was shrugging as I said this, and he was clearly not that interested in what I said.
When I at the house, I was walking to the front door, and then Dakota was looking like he was really not in the mood to hear this. But I knocked on the door, and then before too long, her father had answered the door. He was seeing me, and seemed to be relatively neutral. But when he was seeing Dakota, he seemed to be really upset with this.
"Why are you bringing him here? You know that Ashley's mother never thought highly of Dakota." After he was saying this, I was seeing Dakota looking like he knew that this was exactly what would happen, so he was just getting ready to be heading away.
"Look, I think that when it comes to finding your daughter, then we need to put aside any previous animosity. Working together is the only guaranteed way that we can perhaps make this work." I said, and then I was seeing that he was wanting to say something to argue. But then he was sighing, and looked like he had hardly cared at all.
"What are you even going to be able to do to find out the truth here? I mean, she is gone, and there is no reason to be trying to fight this in the first place." Her father asked, and then he was still looking at Dakota, and he was clearly not nearly as in the mood to be having this debate with me. Probably hating this.
"Well, I do remember that she was talking about how she was talking with Mr. Wilson for a while. She also seemed to be really uninterested with talking to us the last month or so. As if we had betrayed her or something. I wished that I would be able to make her feel better." After he was telling us this, I was starting to hear a level of regret in his voice. And anger, especially at Wilson.
"Look both of you, I understand that you might suddenly be thinking that you are the best bet to find my daughter. But I think that you guys need to let the authorities be doing their job. You are not going to be helping out by constantly getting in the way." After he was telling Dakota and I this, I was looking at Dakota, and I wondered what he would even say to this.
"Do you seriously think the police are going to be getting involved with this? They are going to use whatever excuse they can come up with to get us to leave them alone, and then they will never be looking a damn minute into this! You are just letting your daughter go away like this!" After Dakota was telling him this, I was placing my hand on Dakota's chest, and starting to move him down the stairs, not really in the mood to handle this.
"Dakota, you are not fucking helping things out right now." I said, and then her father was looking kind of upset at this. "I will do the job. I am in some training processes. And with my father, I feel like maybe I can get him to be willing to talk with me here." After I was telling her father this, I saw that he was looking like he was really not in the mood to be talking with me here.
"I hope that you know that whatever your father is doing, most people want to make sure that he isn't fucking lying about what he is planning on doing. His work is what is giving people some fucking hope. You guys better not fucking abuse this." After he was telling me this, I looked at him, and I was not really in the mood to be having this discussion with him.
"I am not asking you to believe my fucking father, I am asking you to believe in me. I have no reason to be lying to you guys. I mean, I was best friends with your daughter for years." I said, and then after I said this, Dakota went to my car, clearly not in the mood to be having this discussion at all.
"What happened that made your daughter not want to talk to you anymore? I feel like you need to tell me that much." I said, and then after I was seeing that he was looking like he was just kind of looking utterly saddened here, and I felt like I just needed to push him as seriously as possible.
"I have no idea honestly. I was honestly hoping that you would be able to know. But I guess that nothing like this is really going to work. I just wish that I could have been able to give you something better." Her father said, and then I was smiling in a saddened fashion, and I was walking to my car.
I didn't want him to know about what she and I found in Mezmer's. If they had known about that, then not only would he refuse to work with me, but he would also be hating his own daughter, and he would probably almost not want her to be coming back at all. And I hated the mere idea at this.
Once I was in my car again, I slammed the door, and I was seeing her father looking like he was sort of having a mixed feeling on what to tell me. He probably wanted to say more. But then he felt that arguing with us was no longer going to be helping us at all.
"Sheldon, I knew that talking to him was going to be a fucking piece of shit attempt. He would never fucking want to work with us. I feel like he probably either knows what is happening, or is scared to look into it because he is more scared for his skin than anything. People don't care about anybody else besides themselves." After Dakota was telling me this, I saw him looking like he was having no hope in what to tell me.
I was starting the car up, and then I was leaving the parking lot. I really was not in the mood to be talking with Dakota about this anymore. I just felt like no matter what he wanted to tell me, he would just need to come up with something that can help him look at things more rationally going forward.
"Let's just drop the subject. I will be working on this, and I will see what I can do to find out where to go next. I mean, I feel like there is something that we can find here. Something beyond the fact that I have a feeling that her parents feel like they are responsible for what is happening." After I was telling Dakota this, I was seeing Dakota looking like he was just kind of confused at I meant.
The longer that I had been driving off, I was then seeing that Dakota just couldn't fucking take it anymore. "Okay, so what do you fucking mean by the fact that her parents feel fucking guilty?" After Dakota asked this, I felt like it was time for me to just tell him what I had known, for his own sake.
I then decided to drive on towards Mezmer's, hoping that the two of us could be able to find something in there, and I was thinking that Dakota was going to be able to figure out what I was going to be accomplishing here.
"Sheldon, do you seriously have any idea what we are going to be doing here?" After Dakota was asking me this, I was looking right at him, and I was wondering what his point was going to be. "I mean, I know that her parents had worked at this place earlier. So can you just fucking tell me what you are doing?" He asked, and I was looking at him, hoping that I would just get him to shut up for the time being.
"Dakota, I know that you are just trying to have some fucking answers here. But Ashley and I went there earlier, and she wanted to try and find something here, and I feel like this is the bets choice that this is the best bet that we have." After I was telling him this, I was seeing him looking like he was just kind of unsure of what to tell me at all.
"Did you seriously bring Ashley into this? What were you planning on doing right now?" After he was asking me this, I was sighing, and in all honesty, I was not really in the mood to be hearing him constantly yelling at me, and treating me like shit because I was just simply trying to be helping him out here.
"I didn't bring her into anything. She wanted to know the truth, and I decided to give her what she had wanted. If you are upset with this, then I feel like you need to be looking at what we were actually doing now." After I was telling him this, I was then feeling like there was nothing else to say. I felt like maybe Dakota and I were just needing to focus on the main goal ahead of us now.
"You were the one that always kept telling her of your suspicion of what her parents were doing? So don't fucking blame me if I am unsure if I can believe you. I mean, I want to believe that you did nothing wrong, and that you were just helping. But given everything that is happening, I have to be extra safe here." After Dakota was telling me this, I was wondering if I would need to say anything at all.
When I was parking at Mezmers, and we were seeing how many people were there, and having the time of their life, I was feeling like I just needed to try and find something to say. To make us focus again. But then I decided that I was just needing to remain silent.
"Are you sure that we should be doing this when those kids are probably trying to have the time of their life in their? I mean, maybe we should be looking at other places for now. While that place clears out." Dakota said, and then I was wondering what in the world he was even saying.
"If we can get any information here, then we have to take it seriously. I mean, I understand that there are probably mostly only kids in there. But maybe that is something that we just need to be keeping ahead of us." I said, and I was seeing him looking like he wanted to find something else to say.
"And besides, where would you even suggest that we go anyways? To the fucking tree house, again? I think we both know that the tree house is not going to be worth it anyways." I said, and then I was wondering if he would actually take what I was saying with a hint of seriousness.
"I mean, the tree house might be worth looking at. I know that it might not be practical to go in there. But I mean, think of what could be hidden there. We both know that this is probably the best place to find various things that we had never bothered looking into before." After he was telling me this, I was thinking about what he was saying.
"Okay. I think that we can get this to work out, if we can just find something to focus on. Dakota, I understand that you want to be getting right to work. I can't blame you. But I think that with no real plan, then the entire thing won't even really make much difference in the end of the day." I said, and then I was getting out of the car. I was not going to be ready for this debate, if this was going to be how things were going to be done all day.
As I was starting to walk inside, I was seeing Dakota looking down at the weed that was in my car. I was wondering if he was judging me over this. Even though he was the one that originally got me into it in the first place. But then he was getting out of the car, and he seemed like he was not really in the mood to have a debate over something like this right now.
Once inside of the restaurant, both of us were seeing that it was at the peak of bustling activity. I was thinking about what Dakota said for a bit, and I was thinking that in all honesty, he might have been right. But then with that, I just shrugged, and then I went right to the worker at the counter. Who clearly did not look to happy to be seeing me here.
"What do you guys even want here tonight? I don't really have anything to give you guys? I think you would be best to look somewhere else?" After he was asking me this, I was sighing for a second, wondering what his issue was here.
"My girlfriend Ashley has gone missing. Her parents worked on building this place. We feel like we need as much information as we can get. Anything that you know, just fucking tell us." After Dakota was telling him this, I was seeing the guy looking like he was kind of annoyed at this. But then he sighed, as if feeling like there was no reason to fight this.
"Oh shit, I was having a fear that it was only a matter of time before that happened." After he said that, he was then looking at his back room, as if feeling like he had no choice but to just go along with what we were asking him.
Scene 3: The Next Plan
When I was done working with Dakota that night, I was thinking about how I would want to try and talk to Harold, and see if he was willing to bury the hatchet a bit, and just work with me on the issues that were going on with me.
When I was at his house though, it was very clear that he was already having a different plan. "So I was thinking about throwing a party, since my dad will be away this weekend on his job, and then during the party, you can be able to get yourself into his room without too much of a notice. Then you can look around, and see what you fucking need." After he was telling me this, I was sighing, thinking that what he was saying was kind of against what I was wanting to even fucking do in the first place.
"Are you sure that this is going to work out anyways? I mean, seriously, what if one of his guards find us?" I asked, and I was thinking that despite my uncertainty, I might be able to buy myself some time, especially if I wore one of those black suits. That could give me at least some leverage on what I was doing.
"Just put on that suit, and when somebody tries and get in your business about it, tell them that you are doing a job. I am sure that most people would be willing to leave you alone. It will not be the optimal way of going at this, but I feel like we really have no choice at all." Harold told me, and I was feeling like perhaps I just needed to be more honest with what I was fearing by doing this all.
"What if people eventually grow wise to what I am doing, and just decide that I am probably a fake or something? Sooner or later, everybody will know what I am fucking doing. And when that happens, what can I fucking do to change it?" I asked, feeling like this idea needed to be at least mentioned, and maybe he would actually consider what I was saying.
"I don't know if that will eventually happen or not. It could, and I will admit that something like this is possible. But Sheldon, I can promise you that I will be able to give you some time. Just take the time to look around, as much as you need, and I will see if I can stall you out as long as possible." Harold was telling me, and then I was choosing to remain silent for now.
"So Harold, I was also needing to talk with you about Dakota, and the fact that I was wanting to work with you guys again, and I was hoping that perhaps we can just unite, as we need to get Ashley back home." I said, and then I was seeing him looking kind of hurt over the mention of Ashley.
"Oh shit. I think I might have heard about that. But I had kind of hoped that I heard wrong. I mean, I never wanted her to go missing. But I guess that you can probably figure that out. I would love to work with Dakota, but I have a fear that he will never want to work with me." After Harold said this, I then wondered what I would even tell him now.
"Well, then perhaps you just need to talk with him, and see what you guys could be ablet to discuss with each other. If you guys just work together, then perhaps the biggest issues will finally fix each other. If you do not want to do this for me or Dakota, then please do this for Ashley." I was telling him, and he was looking like he was kind of upset at the way I said this.
"Look, I hope you know that I am not trying to use this as a excuse, but I am worried that if I get too deep into this, then Jacqueline is going to get a target on her back. And I am not going to be doing something, willingly, that will be putting her in danger." After Harold said this, I was thinking about what he was saying, and how I needed to react.
"You really do love her? Shit, I guess that maybe that stuff is going to be getting hard to fucking work with. I mean, I do understand that she might be going missing. I think that is totally fair. But what if you do nothing? Then couldn't you be able to say that you fought?" I asked, and then I was seeing him looking like he was kind of annoyed at what I was telling him.
"I get what you are trying to do, and you are trying to make me feel bad for not agreeing with this earlier. God, I just don't know what I am going to do about all of this. Especially since deep down, I do sort of know what you are saying." After Harold was telling me this, the silence was kind of making me feel much more unsure of what I was doing now.
"Fine. Besides, the idea of finally burying the hatchet with Dakota does seem like something that I would want to be doing. So I guess that maybe this is something that is worth a fucking try." After Harold was saying this, I felt so much more comfortable on what was going on.
"Want to do this right now? I mean, we can talk about the party in a bit. But I feel like we need to do this, before it becomes something you would not really want to do." I said, and then I was seeing him looking like he was kind of understanding what I was doing.
I drove right to Dakota's house, and I was hoping that Harold would not completely hate me for the fact that I was taking matters into my own hands, but I was feeling like I really did have no fucking choice in the matter. This man was forcing my hand, in a matter of speaking.
"I mean, I feel like even he will understand that if it is to help bring Ashley back, then he will need to just put aside his feelings. After all, if there is one thing that I do not have to worry about with the guy, is that he really loves that woman. I just hope that he will be able to see reason with that." After Harold was telling me this, I was feeling there was no need to say more to it.
Eventually, when I was at his house, I knocked on the door, and I was wondering how much Dakota was going to hate what I was doing, and I was wondering, as much as I hated to admit it, that there was a small chance he would just not even bothering listening to me, and just basically tell Harold that he wanted nothing to do with the guy at all, and not even give me a chance.
Dakota answered the door, clearly not in the mood to be having a discussion with me. As he was looking at Harold, I was seeing that his interest went from being nothing to just being genuinely upset. As if unable to believe that I was even going to be trying to pull this off in the first place.
"Are you seriously bringing him here, when you know that the two of us have never gotten along? What were you thinking when you did this?" After he was asking me this, I told myself that the faster that I was talking, and the faster that I just started to stand my ground, the better that things were going to be for both of us.
"Yeah, I am bringing him here, because in all honesty, I feel like this is the best choice that we have if we are going to find Ashley. I am not asking you to like him all of a sudden. All that I am asking you to do is please just look at the bigger picture, and see that you both have a common desire here." After I was telling him this, I was seeing that Dakota looked like this was something he had no desire to hear.
"Dude, this is not what I was wanting at all. I was wanting to maybe work between the two of us, and then pull something together for once. This isn't what I was wanting." Dakota said, and he was rubbing his eyes, and I was seeing him just trying his best to be keeping his calm, but having no way to do this.
"Were you the one that set him up with this outfit? Make him start to look like he is supporting a business that nobody in their right mind would fucking agree with? I mean, did neither of you guys even fucking consider what is happening here." After Dakota was telling him this, I saw that Harold looked like he was just not wanting to take it anymore.
"I did that one myself. In fact, if you need to know, most people that I talked with were very against this idea. Harold is included with this. I don't know why you have so much beef with this guy, aside from the fact that he formerly had a thing with Ashley. I think that perhaps that is something that you just kind of need to get the fucking hell over to be blunt." I said, not really holding back at all, and hoping that Dakota would listen to what I said.
I was seeing Dakota looking like he wanted to argue with me, but when he was hearing me kind of showing a sign of being over it, and he was aware that it was no longer just Harold or Ashley showing this, then he was starting to calm down a bit more. Looking like he was seeing the error of his ways.
"Do you really care about bringing Ashley home? Do you think that you can make this work?" After Dakota asked Harold this, I was starting to see him calm down, and I was probably thinking that he was just too tired to argue with me or Harold on this anymore, and that fighting this was only going to just be more trouble than it was worth.
"Dakota, I know that we never got along in the past. But for gods sake, I thought that you knew that the one thing we could agree on was the fact that we wanted to do what was right for Ashley. Why are you suddenly challenging me with this? I have been throwing everything with my family away to do this. My entire families work is being thrown down the drain just because of this girl." Harold said, finally standing up for himself, and no longer holding back on the feelings that he had relating to the matter.
"And besides, I think we both know more than anything else that I am really going to be losing a whole lot. If my father knew what I was doing, and knew that I had been helping all of you guys out over these various things, then I feel like he would be coming at your door right now, and end your life. I think the fact that I am keeping this so contained to just us shows that I have no desire to fight you guys." After he was telling Dakota this, he wondered if Dakota would finally listen.
"I mean, I hate to suggest this, but do you think that maybe there is a small chance that your father has planned this whole thing out? That he knows what happened with Ashley, and is simply lying to you guys about it? I mean, I think it is quite possible, even if you do not like it." Dakota said, and then I was able to tell that all these conversations had made it far less bad for him, because the look on Harold's face was far less argumentative, and seemed to be more willing to listen to this.
"I have no idea. I think that is the thing that scares me. Knowing that my father even just might know what is happening, and doesn't ever talk with anybody about it, just shows that he probably doesn't really fucking care what is going on at all. And when I see my father every time, I grow to realize more and more that he is no different from everybody else. In a way, he might be much worse than the others. I thought that he would be the one exception to everything. Is that what you want me to admit? That my father is no different from the others, and that I was a fucking liar for even thinking otherwise?" Harold asked, hoping that would satisfy Dakota.
"But truth be told, I really do not know what to tell you. I mean, I feel like my father has not done a lot of things right, but in all honesty I just can't imagine him going after Ashley. In all honesty, I can't remember them ever interacting even once. The whole idea just seems to be a bit strange. As if something would have been setting it up this whole time." Harold admitted, and I wondered what he was going to be saying now.
"To be fair, I don't think your dad would know anything about that. Although I am worried about the idea that her parents might know. Given the fact that her parents were working on the construction of Mezmer's, and that was a really fucking big project that probably put them wildly in debt." After Dakota was saying this, I wondered where he was heading with that.
"But any attempts to talk with her parents, for a lack of surprise, never end up anything. They probably think that if they say anything, then things are only going to be getting much worse. So they might as well fucking lie about it, and give themselves more time." After Harold said this, I was hearing him sounding bitter at what was happening.
"You guys could go for a full scale break in. I am sure that there are many things we have to see down there that haven't been found. Ashley and I were only down there for several minutes. For all we know there is a basement, or more." I said, and then I was seeing both Dakota and Harold slightly think about what I had said. But either way, I was happy to see that they were willing to bury the hatchet, for now
Scene 3: Todd's Insecurity
I was hanging out with Todd, and I was feeling like I just needed to try and find something remotely resembling a plan, to just try and make things work with him. After all, I was needing to work with Dakota when it came to Ashley, but Todd and I were already busy with virtually everything else that was going on in the town. So I was feeling like perhaps things could finally work out for the best.
"So Todd, I was thinking about going to the next labyrinth party. From what I understand, Harold seems to be the one hosting it. I was wondering if there was something you needed me to do right now." I said, and then I was seeing that Todd was looking like he was having virtually no interest in hearing this at all.
"No, I am going to be good. I mean, I know that Harold is probably a really good bet to work on. So I will not judge you at all. Just make sure that whatever you are doing, you don't get too deep into something like this. After all, we have a job that needs to be done." After Todd was telling me this, I was sighing, and I felt like nothing that I would tell him would make him feel any different at all.
"What are you going to be doing during the mean time? Is there something that you are going to need me to be doing right now?" I asked him, and he was looking like he really did not see to have much of a idea what he was even going to want to do at all.
"I have no idea what my plan in the mean time is. I know that if I end up showing up to the party, then people are going to instantly call me out for my age and stuff. And they will be accusing me or not being smart enough to know what I am doing. God, I hate feeling useless when I am talking about this with you." He said, and then I was feeling that I might as well just let him say what was on his mind, and not try to come up with any bullshit.
"I am really sorry that you feel that way. I never wanted to make things worse for you." After I was telling him this, I was seeing from the look on Todd's face that he was not seeming to be all that interested in what I was telling him at all.
"No need to apologize for that. I will try and see if maybe I can work a bit with Stephen or something. After all, he is probably super upset over what happened with Shari. Especially if she really was the corpse that we found down there." After Todd said this, I figured that remaining silent was for the best.
"Oh god, I am pretty sure that Stephen wants nothing to do with me ever again. I mean, not to give myself more of a role than is needed, but I feel like perhaps he might be accusing me of being responsible for everything that had been happening here." I said, and then I was wondering what Todd would respond with.
"I don't fucking know. I mean, I think he probably wants to hate you, and be upset at what you are doing. But I think that at the same time, he is probably willing to be reasonable, and see that at the end of the day, you were just doing what you could. And I think you just need to keep yourself feeling better with that." He was saying, and then with that, I wondered if he was just trying to hide the way that he had been feeling a bit longer.
"I mean, I gave Stephen my word, and I promised him that I would try and find out what happened with him, and I thought that maybe I really could be able to do this. But I guess that perhaps I am a fucking liar, and that I just need to own up to the mistakes that I have been making this whole time." I was saying, and I was seeing Todd looking like he was no even caring all that much what I was wanting to say.
"You only really gave one person your word, as you say. And that was me, when you told me that no matter how terrible things get, you were going to make sure that I found out the truth of Wayside. I feel like you still need to follow through with what you said to me. Not worry about what others might be thinking. But what you can help me with. If you are thinking this party is the best bet to help us, then I will remain silent." Todd was telling me, and then I wondered if he even had a idea on what he was trying to say.
"I know that going to that party is for the best. I mean, I can't describe it too well. But I just know that if I do not go there, then everything that I am doing is a fucking waste of time. Trust me when I say that even if you do not think it matters, it really fucking does." After I was saying this to Todd, I was wondering how long I could be able to tell him stuff like this before he simply stopped listening to me.
"Let me see if I could find anything if I go there as well. I mean, I know that you probably do not really think that I am going to be the best person for this job. But maybe I might be able to give us something to work with. I am not going to be sitting here, waiting around like a fucking idiot." Todd said, and he was starting to get a level of confidence in what he had been saying.
I was getting in the car, and then I was starting to drive on towards Joyful Burger, and the entire time that I was doing this, I was already seeing that Todd was looking like he was not really having all that much patience with what I was doing. Probably wondering if it was even worth going there in the first place, when he would probably have no interest in this.
"Why the fucking hell are we going there? I mean, the guy has made it clear that he wants nothing to do with us. So there is no point in wasting our time going to him." After Todd was saying this, I saw him looking like he wanted to say more. But then he was just feeling like even having this discussion would be a bit of a waste of time.
"I don't know Todd. I just feel like by going there, we can get some information with him. And besides, he did agree to work with me a bit more. After I dropped off his stuff to him, he decided that rejecting the idea of working with me was no longer going to be worth it for either one of us. Think of the potential that we have if we do this. If you don't want to do this with him, then do this with me." I said, and then I was seeing him looking like he just felt like there was no point in fighting this anymore.
"I think that if you are going to try and work with him, then you are going to have to see that doing this is going to only be making things much worse. He probably already has a really has a really bad opinion of you to begin with." After Todd was telling me this, I was feeling like any argument with him was going to be a waste of time.
I parked the car at Joyful Burger, aware of the fact that doing this was probably going to be making nothing really work out in the first place. I was wondering if Todd enjoyed working with me at all anymore, or if he was just kind of pretending to be into this, just because of the fact that he was wanting to be a friend of mine.
"I am not going to waste my time arguing with you on this anymore. I mean, having a conversation with you about this stuff is nice. But I guess that perhaps I do just need to let you do your job, and I will see if I will be able to help you out as much as I fucking can." After Todd was telling me this, I was getting out of the car. He picked up one of the cigarettes from my pack that was laying there. I wondered what he was planning on doing. If he was wanting to try it out. I hoped that he would not, to not ruin his health for no good reason.
Once inside the restaurant, I was seeing Larry looking like he had wanted to tell us that he wasn't in the mood for it today, but then he probably realized that it was not going to be worth the time or the effort to say such a thing, so with that, he was choosing to remain silent, for the time being.
"So you decided to bring one of your friends along? Are you seriously thinking that something like this is a good idea? What if he gets himself in danger by doing so?" After he was asking me this, I looked right at Todd, and I was hoping that in this case, he would actually stand up for me, and not be letting Larry throw me under the bus for the time being.
"I might not understand everything that is going on, but I am going to do whatever I can to make sure that I have a chance to get this stuff resolved." After he was telling Larry this, Larry sat down, and he was looking like he was simply not in the mood to even argue with this at all anymore.
"So what are you guys going to be doing right now? Just harassing me over the things that I already know? I mean, there is no reason to be coming to me, when you guys already know what you are doing. And besides, I have to make a deal right now." After Larry was telling us this, he was going to the back room, and Todd and I were starting to follow him.
I was shocked when I realized that he hardly even took the time to try and stop us. He probably had a feeling that we were going to be coming there anyways, so that making a scene out of it was only going to be making things much worse. "You do not want to know what business I get involved with. All that you need to know is that the reason I work so hard, and try to make a name so much is because my family are powerful people as well. They are one of the families that own some of the casinos and joints at Wayside."
He was grabbing a duffel bag, and it didn't take a genius to figure out that it was full of cash, and I was wondering what his plan was going to be here. As he was heading out, Todd called out to Larry once again, and this time, I was seeing that Larry was clearly not wanting to have this conversation at all.
"What are you wanting to fucking talk about now? I have a schedule that I need to meet. I mean, I already have a hard time enjoying the idea of working with Sheldon, but he is giving me no choice." Larry said, and then he was getting to his car, and then he threw his duffel bag in the car, and then just took a long and deep breath, knowing that nothing he would say would make a difference.
"Why do you support your family, when you know that they are probably in a really bad business? I mean, I feel like sure you are smart enough to see that this is a terrible idea." Todd said, and then Larry looked at him, and I was seeing that Larry was clearly not in the mood to be having this conversation at all.
"I support them because I have to. I have a moral obligation as his son to do this. And besides, he is not like the other owners. He actually has a bit of class, and he knows what he is doing. If you want to get angry at him, or accuse him of being a fucking liar, then you are going to have a very hard time finding the truth." After Larry was saying this, I saw that he clearly was just hoping that Todd would get this in his fucking head.
"Being more honest than the Wilson family is not a very high bar, as I am sure you are aware of." I said, and then I was seeing Larry looking like he wanted to say more to protest, but then he just decided to remain silent, and that fighting us over this wouldn't really get us anything at all.
"And yet you are working with his son like you are his best friend. I think if you want to even think about lecturing anybody about proper morals, then you need to look at yourself in the mirror. You are in his age range, and now you automatically work with him on everything." Larry was telling me, and then he was getting in his car, and took a deep breath.
"Look, I get it. You are worried, and you feel like you need to do this in order to have a plan. I would never judge you for the things you want to do. I just am saying that I feel like you need to look at what you are doing with a bit more of a proper lens. At the end of the day, what you are doing, and what I am doing, are not different at all." He was saying, and then after he finished, he was starting up.
As he was about to leave, he did say one more thing to both of us, that I felt like was a slight sign that he was willing to kind of bury the hatchet, at least to a very small degree. "Just so you know, I really do appreciate the work you guys did to get my stuff back to me. I have a hard time showing gratitude, but that was something that truly made me feel so happy when I saw it again. I just hope you know that." After Larry was done, he did drive off, and then this was leaving Todd and I alone, wondering what we were even going to accomplish by talking now.
"Wow a tough person to fucking crack. I thought that he would have been at least somewhat open to talk for a bit. But I guess that there is nothing to get here. Hopefully he doesn't completely hate us right now." After he was telling me this, I was rubbing my eyes, and I was wondering why he would even be working with somebody such as this, even if it was for his own parents.
"I think things would be a million times easier if they did not constantly constrict to family norms, and what their parents are always doing. But I guess that I shouldn't be one to talk, considering how I am doing. I am just saying that I feel like I show a level of awareness on what I am doing." I said, feeling like there was no reason to say much more than that at all.
"God, if Larry is doing something like this in the first place, I think he very quickly loses his idea of being the moral compass. Especially since that is the main thing he is hinging off on. Maybe I can look into that more when you guys are at that party. Since you clearly do not want me to be coming along with that at all." After he was saying this, I wondered what his issue with that even was in the first place.
"Yeah, go ahead and do that. But don't try and force this on anybody. For all we know, if we are too fucking forceful on this, then he might be throwing away any bit of progress that we made. And I feel like anything with that guy is going to be super important." After I was telling him this, I wondered if Todd was even going to bother listening to me at all.
"Oh, and Sheldon, I just wanted to let you know, that as much as things can be hard to handle going forward, I am glad that the two of us are still able to work together a bit more. I feel like whatever Larry knows, he needs to just simply tell everybody. He is a good guy, or at least I think he is. I think he needs to break away from his fear, and accept what he has to do." After he was telling me this, the two of us were walking away from the area, feeling like we might as well work on finding out where the casino was in the first place.
"Let's just try to find his fathers casino to begin with, and then after that, we can look further into it. After all, we already know what happened with Jenny's mother, and I feel like that is enough of a starting point to get the ball rolling." I said, not wanting to mention how that was a Wilson thing, and now Needlemeyer.
I started to drive in the town more, feeling like I needed to try and find a way to see where Needlemeyer's area was. As I was going around, I was feeling more and more at ease over what I was doing. "So Todd, how have Dana and Kevin held up after everything that has happened? I mean, I know that they probably are a bit upset at everything that is happening." After I was telling Todd this, I was seeing him looking like he was not sounding that interested in here.
"I mean, I haven't really tried to talk to Dana. I would not be shocked though if she basically decides that she wants nothing to do with this anymore. Not that I can really blame her. I feel like maybe everything that is happening now with that is all my fucking fault." Todd said, and I was hearing the pure regret in his voice as he said this.
As I was driving along for a while, I ended up seeing Larry's car, and I was feeling like we were finally getting closer to what I needed. I took out a cigarette, starting to feel much more focused on what I was doing. As I was driving forward, I saw that Todd was suddenly seeing what I had been doing.
I was passing by the Wilson casino, and their bright red lights that really shine in your face, and another mile or so forward, before turning right as Larry had done, and then I was seeing that there was a relatively small and quiet area that was shining a purepleish and blue light.
"What a nice and quaint place. I wonder if that is a part of the appeal of it. Who knows. I guess that I am just thinking out loud." After Todd was saying this, he was shrugging for a few seconds. I parked the car, to not make it too obvious that I was here. Not wanting to make Larry instantly see what I was trying to do.
Larry was getting out of his car, and a older man was walking out with two younger women, and as soon as he had seen Larry, there was a mild smile on his face, as if he was happy to see Larry. It didn't take a fucking genius to see that this was his father, and I was wondering if the two women were his daughters, or his whores.
Larry was placing his duffel bag down, and he was taking out a cigar. Seeing Larry starting to smoke a cigar was a rather interesting sight, and something that I was not really expecting from the guy. "Sheldon, do you think that he is using the money he gets from Joyful Burger to keep his business open? I mean, that would explain why he is working all the time. Probably just trying to pay his father off or something like that." Todd said, just sort of spit balling what was on his mind.
"But I feel like I remember him talking about so many more things. I feel like I need to talk to him, and see what he wants to tell me." I said, and then I was looking at Todd, and I was wondering what he would have said to this. Todd looked like he was hardly fucking caring at all.
The older man was smiling as he was counting the cash, and then he patted Larry on the shoulder, and then he was taking out a cigar, and then he was grabbing something from his pocket. He handed it to Larry, and when I was seeing this, I was instantly seeing what the item was.
It was more of those drugs that were able to keep Larry up for even longer periods of time, as if Larry needed to sleep less or some shit. Then with that, one of the two girls, who looked like she wasn't any older than twenty, got on her knees, and unzipped Larry pant's, and pulled out his erection, as the two guys were talking.
I had been recording this whole thing, without even planning to, and the entire time that this was happening, I was seeing that Todd was clearly not really all that happy at what he was seeing. He probably thought that it was extremely gross to be seeing Larry get head while he was talking with his father.
"I guess that the drug theory is starting to get a lot more valid. Do you have anything to say to that, Todd?" I asked, feeling like I just needed to see what Todd was thinking to this idea. He was shaking his head, as if upset at the fact that this was even something that I had to say.
"I thought that Larry would never be getting himself involved in this. I thought that he was one of the very few people who could even remotely preach the moral high ground. I guess that I was wrong." After Todd was telling me this, I was taking a second, wondering if I needed to say something else to make him feel better, or just remain silent.
"I don't know what to tell you Todd. I think you need to just keep calm. I think that maybe this is just something between father and son. You know, nothing needs to be making this much worse than we are thinking." I said, mainly as a way to try and get Todd to calm the hell down, and I was seeing that despite how much he was wanting to keep it cool, something like this was impossible.
"I have to look into this when I get the chance. Thank you for bringing me into this. I feel like this is a good starting point tomorrow." After Todd was telling me this, I was feeling like I was needing to fight him, and get him to see how dangerous this was, but I decided to remain silent.
Scene 4: Party Hard
The next day, I was driving towards Harold's house, and the entire drive there, I was convinced that this was a fucking terrible idea. I was feeling like maybe if I was going to be seeing what I would find there, I needed to try and find Harold, and know what he had actually been doing.
Once I was at the place, I was hoping that Todd was going to be keeping himself feeling much better. I was starting to take out a cigarette, and I was feeling like if people knew about the heroin, then I would have to be much more careful with what I had known. And I was hardly even thinking about Todd as I was seeing a bunch of people already hanging out with each other at the party.
I got out of the car, and I was already seeing so many people looking at me, shocked when they had seen me. I don't know what they were shocked at. My outfit, or the fact that I was actually seeing what the party was. I was looking around, and I wondered what they were planning.
I walked in the house, and I was seeing that several people were wanting to talk to me. And I was not going to waste my time with them. I was going to work with Harold, and I was not even going to pay attention to what the others were even planning at all.
As I looked around, I was seeing that Harold was looking like he was just super happy to be seeing me here. I wondered if he was thinking that maybe I was going to reject the idea of coming here. He was walking to me, and I was seeing that most of the people in the area had kind of lost interest in what we had been doing.
"So Sheldon, my dad is gone. I have no idea how much time you have to do your work here. But if you want to go around and investigate things for a bit, then go on and just do what you fucking need. I will see if I can help you out by giving you some time." After Harold was saying this, I was sitting down, and then I looked at Harold for a few seconds.
"I do want to look around. But for now, I feel like if I already jump right to it, then people are going to try and get in my business. I need to actually at least pretend like I am just having a normal day here." After I was telling Harold this, I was seeing that Harold wanted to find something to tell me. But then he just decided to not say anything at all.
"Fair enough. Jacqueline is here as well. So I can't stay here all fucking night. I am sorry if I am sounding like I am being rather hard on you right now. But I am just worried that my father is going to be coming here, and then you will have lost your chance." After Harold was telling me, I was shrugging, and I really had no interest in this.
"I am not worried about your father. I am more worried about the other men in black. I am worried that if they try and see me, then they might try and fucking throw away everything that I had been doing." I told Harold, and then I was taking one of the cups, and filled it up with some of the wine that were already out.
"I guess that you being the son of a rich businessman is able to give you some fucking credibility when it comes to alcohol. I mean, I was always wondering if you were having any extra incentive." I said, and then Harold was standing up, not really seeming to be in the mood to be hearing this at all.
"Honestly, I am just trying to not get myself too associated with stuff that my father is doing. In all honesty, the more that I know about him, the more that I am finding myself wishing that I had nothing to do with him. Even if it meant that I lost all of my fucking credibility." Harold said, and then with that, Jacqueline was starting to run towards Harold.
"Hey Sheldon, what are you planning on doing here?" After she asked me this, I was sighing, and I was feeling like I wanted to tell her the truth. But if I did so, then Harold would probably just tell me that our work was done.
"I was just dropping by to see if I could do something real quick. But I feel like with the way that everybody is looking at me, then I might not be able to have enough time to do this." I said, and then I was shrugging, not really in the mood to be discussing this.
"Don't do this tonight. People are just trying to have a good time. And your investigations are going to ruin this." She said, and then with that, I saw that Harold looked like he was finding her comments to be hilarious.
"I never want to get you guys involved in this. I mean, besides, how can you guys talk about how great this party can be, when the grinding noise had just gone off a few days ago? You guys are technically celebrating the people who went missing." I said, and I was seeing that Jacqueline was looking like she was actually kind of triggered on what I had said. I did kind of feel a bit guilty as I was telling her this.
I was starting to walk up the stairs, and I was seeing that Harold was suddenly looking like he was wanting to tell me something. Then with that, he just sighed, and smiled. "Just make sure that you are safe when you do this."
As I was up the stairs, this is when I was seeing that Emily was here. As soon as I saw her, I was sighing, and I wondered what in the world she had wanted to tell me. "Sheldon, what are you doing here?" She asked, and I was seeing a clearly mixed reaction from her face. I wondered if I had made a giant mistake to get her to react this way.
"I was wanting to check some things out. I don't think that you guys want to really get involved in this right now. So if you guys want to leave me behind, then that is totally making a lot of sense." I said, and then I was seeing that she was not really all that happy right now.
"Sheldon, I appreciate the work that you have been doing. I never have to worry about you trying your best. But honestly dude, I feel like you need to work harder on your social circles. And you are just throwing this away." After she was telling me this, I was wondering what in the world I was even going to be able to tell her in the first place.
"Emily, I never asked you to agree with what I am doing here. I just feel like this is the best thing that I can fucking do right now. If you don't want to date me anymore, then I would not fucking blame you at all. After all, I was a terrible boyfriend, and you really do deserve so much better." I told her, and I was seeing that Emily was looking like she was actually shocked to be hearing me tell her this in the first place.
"Sheldon, I don't know what I am doing here. At this point in time, I am just more worried for your fucking safety than anything else. I don't want to see you in danger, and I want to just make sure you can stay safe right now." After she was telling me this, she was hugging me for a bit. As I saw this, I was smiling at her, and I was wondering what I was even going to do to make her feel better.
"Emily, I hope you know that I am not doing anything intentionally that is putting myself, or other people in danger. Just remember that no matter what is going on, I will always be keeping your best interest in my fucking mind." After I was telling her this, I was seeing that Emily was looking like she was not seeming to be considering what I was telling her.
"At this point, I just need to be happy to know that you are happy, and that you are not getting into any more danger at all. Just make sure that whenever you see me, that you take the time to just at least acknowledge me." After she was telling me this, I was then slowly nodding, and then she was looking at my flushed out face, and was starting to pick up on something.
"So Emily, when I do learn everything that I fucking need, I will tell you the truth. You might not want to know everything that I have, but I will never lie about the truth to you." After I was telling Emily this, I saw her trying to look like she was feeling better at what I was telling her, but the way that I was saying this was probably not really making her feel better.
I was seeing her nodding at this, trying her best to be looking like this was exactly what she wanted to be hearing right now. "Thanks for suggesting the idea. I mean, this might be kind of hard for me to be really into. But I guess that I will have to be willing to fucking take it." After she was telling me this, I was then feeling like I had made a big mistake by telling her this in the first place.
"I mean, I know that I have not been the person that you thought that I would have been. You know, I just wanted to help you guys here. I thought that I was being a good guy, and that I was doing what was right. But maybe that is something that I need to just fucking grow up, and realize that I am never going to be the man that you could have wanted." I was then feeling like there was nothing else to tell her.
"Sheldon, I know you are going to hate me saying this, but do you feel like perhaps what is going on with the missing people might be because of the fact that you are looking into this town, and that by doing this, you are only making things worse?" She asked me, and then I was sighing, and I wondered what in the world I was even going to be able to tell her.
I felt like no matter what I told her, she was going to be at unease. Knowing what she was feeling made me feel like I just made a big fucking mistake. But then I was just telling myself to fucking calm down, and not try and push the subject any further.
"I don't know what to tell you. Simple as that. I wish that I would have been able to tell you more. But I guess that such a thing is impossible." I said, and then with that, I was heading to the office. As I was taking a few steps, I walked back to her, and then I was kissing her real tight. Then I let go. I looked around, to see who was watching, and then I went to the office, and then Harold was starting to follow along, happy to know we were finally get to work now.
Scene 5: The Map Of The Mines
Once I was in the office, I was looking around, I was wondering what I would be doing, and what I should be looking for in the first place. To be totally fucking honest, I was feeling like I just needed to find out what I would do with Todd once I found out the answers.
I was looking around, trying to open up a bunch of drawers, and every time I was opening one of them, there was nothing in there. I was sighing, and then I was sitting down, and then turned around, and then looked at the wall behind me.
I was looking at the map on the wall, and then the more that I was viewing it, the more that I was starting to realize that this was the map of Wayside, and the forest. There were so many things being labelled, and then I was starting to realize what the plan was going to be.
I saw a notebook, and I was aware that doing this was going to blow my cover, but I ripped a couple of pages out of the notebook, and then I took a pen, and then I was starting to write down all the areas that I was thinking were of note.
When I saw a plethora of numbers on the map all over the place, I was starting to think that these numbers was where all the mile markers. So I started to write them all down one at a fucking time, and then when I was finally done with this, figuring out where the people all went missing over this, this was when I was starting to hear Harold calling out to me.
"Sheldon, I know that you are working on something right now. But I feel like you need to really hurry the fucking hell up. People are going to be catching onto you sooner or later, and I feel like you need to start to get much more careful." After he was telling me this, I was looking at Harold, hoping that he would actually take things more seriously.
"If that is the case, then would you be willing to fucking help me out, and not just be telling me everything that is going on?" I asked, and then Harold was looking at me, looking like he was just kind of annoyed with the way that I was suggesting this to him.
Then with that, he was walking to the notebook, and he realized what I was planning on doing. Then with this, I was showing him all of the fucking notes that I had taken so far. "I think those are the mile markers. I am not one hundred percent sure. But this is something that I am pretty sure on." After I was telling him this, Harold was looking like he was believing what I was saying.
Harold was starting to write down various names that he had seen, especially in the forest. "I think those are the mines in the town. I remember my father mentioning them once. I think that if you want to look for something important, then you might have to just go and check them." After he was telling me this, I was wondering if this was possible.
He was handing me the piece of paper, which he was thinking were all the mines. "Let me see if I can find something else. Even if not, then perhaps you might be able to find some half way decent routes to different areas." After he was saying this to me, I was starting to just write all different directions, and I was feeling like it would be best to get down every single direction that I would in order to be fully prepared for what happened.
Before long, that was when we were hearing a super fucking loud noise. I was then looking at Harold, and I was wondering what he was going to be saying now. "God damn it, I was hoping that we would be having more fucking time right now. I guess that something like this is what I should have expected." Harold said, and then he was balling his fist right now.
"Is there something you can do to give me more fucking time? I mean, you know for a fucking fact that I don't have a whole lot of time right now." I said, and then I was seeing that Harold was looking like he was having a really low amount of patience.
"Alright, I will see what I can fucking do. Just take your time, and try and get as much as you possibly can." He said, and then with that, he was starting to he leave, and then he was closing the door. I was looking at a bunch of routes, and then I started to write down the best routes to various things, such as the fucking broadcast station.
I looked at various things, such as all the casinos, and all the factories that were being in development, and different storage houses. I went on for nearly thirty minutes, and I was fucking shocked that Harold was able to give me this much time in the first place.
When I had made about ten pages worth of material, I was sighing, and then I was placing the papers in my pockets. I was going to take these home, and read every single one of them, and hope that by the end, I would have something remotely resembling a fucking plan here.
I was then leaving the room, feeling like this was going to be the best thing to do, and that perhaps when I was going home that day, I would take the time to investigate every single thing that I had seen. I was hoping beyond anything that I did not need to bring Todd into a lot of these, since every day that I would be alone, was another day that Todd was having a good summer. Although I was wondering how he was handling the whole Larry casino situation.
Scene 6: New Monster Hunting Assignment
I was looking down the stairs, and I was seeing that one of the man in black were looking up at me. As if wondering why I was taking so long to respond to him. "Hey, we need you right now. We have a job that you need to do, and the longer you wait because you're hanging around with friends, the worse it gets." He said, and then I was sighing, thinking that since he didn't know the truth, I just needed to remain silent for a bit.
I walked down the stairs, and then he was telling me the basics of it as we were going along, as if pretending that he didn't just insult me for no god damn reason. "So Sheldon, there is another monster sighting. And as much as we hate to admit it, you are better qualified to do this than anybody that we have. You are the only one who actually faced one and survived." He said, and then I looked down at the ground for a second, feeling like him saying that was just sort of a fucking lie.
"That barely counts. I only really survived because other people took the fall for me. I shouldn't really be alive, if I was being fully honest." After I was telling him this, I felt that the honesty was something that I just needed to tell him, and I hoped he would understand that.
"But you are. And that is the only thing that matters right now. Regardless of how it was done, you are the only hope many people have right now. And I think that once this is done, you can start to live a normal life once again. But this is what we have right now." He was telling me, and I was taking a long and deep breath, wondering why I was even having this debate with him at all.
We were out of the house, and then the man was starting to sigh a bit. "I get it. You're just a high school student. I wish that you didn't have to get into this as well. But that is the truth we live in right now. And once we start surviving this shit, and everything works out, then you don't have to worry about this ever again." After he was telling me this, I was shaking my head, feeling he was just a fucking liar.
"I have a hard time buying that for a god damn second." I said, and then I was getting in his car. He sighed, probably thinking that arguing with me wasn't going to be worth it. Then he got inside as well, and I was wondering how much everybody else was going to be acting around me. Probably thinking that I was a fucking monster.
The entire time that we were driving along, I was closing my eyes for a bit. "Do you seriously think that I am going to survive these monsters in the first place? I mean, for fucks sake… I am barely having any idea what you are going to be throwing myself into." I told him, and I really had no idea what I could have been able to do to convince him or anything.
He was kind of seeming really disinterested in what was happening. "How many times are you going to be saying this before you see that there is nothing that I can fucking do about this? This is getting kind of annoying right now."
Before long, we were getting to the water front of the town, and I was shaking my head, wondering why we were here. "Are you saying that there are monsters down in the water? I mean, I guess that makes sense. But are you seriously expecting me to do anything about this?" I asked, and then I was looking at him, and I wondered what he was seriously expecting me to be doing here in the first place.
"I know that this might be kind of hard to understand. But until you are here, I feel like you need to just fucking wait for a while longer." After he was telling me this, I was feeling that there was nothing else for me to be doing at all.
We parked, and then I was starting to walk out of the car. Then with this, the man was getting out of the car, and then we were seeing another one of the cars pulling up. As soon as I was seeing this, I was suddenly starting to get scared on what they were planning here.
"What the fucking hell are you guys doing here right now?" I asked, and then the man was shaking his head. I was starting to get some fears in my mind, feeling like I was going to have to fight these people to the death. And I was scared out of my mind wondering what I was going to be doing for myself. I was starting to place my hands in my pocket.
"We did lie to you a little bit. But I feel like you wouldn't have done this if you have known what we were doing." After he was saying this, the second car opened up, and they were pulling out a monster that had been binded down.
They threw the monster down on the ground, and all three men were looking at us. Then the person that me here was pulling out a gun, and then he handed me the gun. "You have to kill this monster. In order to prove us that you are a part of the system." He told me, and then I was staring at the gun, and then I was looking at the monster for a bit, and I was wondering what I could do to change the situation.
"What if I refuse?" I asked, and I was already well aware of what the answer was going to be, I was seeing that the guy was starting to smile as he was hearing this. I was then starting to become well too aware of what he was meaning.
"We would have no choice but to take you out as well. Insubordination. I think you get the whole idea. Can't have somebody who won't be able to do the job." After he was telling me this, I was closing my eyes, and then I was placing the gun at the head of the monster.
"I understand. The idea of taking a life is rough. Nothing that people want to fucking do. But it is something that must be done, and I feel like you are aware that there is no fucking choice." After he was saying this, I was then nodding, and then pulled the trigger.
The noise was feeling deafening, and while I knew that it was not that loud, I was emotionally feeling like it was. I looked right up at the man, and I was shaking my head, feeling that there was no need to be saying anything, as I felt he knew what my anger was.
"Now that you are done, the is a man who wants to talk to you. Just make sure that you are not very rude with him. He will not take it lightly." After he was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, feeling like I just needed to be silent. Not letting him win against me. No matter how tempting it had been.
"What do you mean? I mean, there is nobody who scares me more than my father." I admitted, and I was feeling that saying this was rather strange. I didn't mean it in a literal way. But I was feeling like I just needed to try and pretend like I wasn't scared of what this man was trying to fucking pull.
The next car was pulling up, and when I was seeing this, I was starting to instantly realize who this man was. I was starting to sigh, and I felt like there was literally nothing that I could fucking do to change this. The door opened, and before long, this was when the man in the purple jacket was starting to look at me for a moment.
"So Sheldon, I see that you are starting to sell yourself out. More than you want to admit. But I guess that desperate times call for desperate measures." He was telling me, and I was wondering why in the world he was even wanting to tell me this at all. But I was feeling like there was no reason to say anything at all.
I was placing the gun in my pocket, feeling that no matter how upset I was, I needed to just play along for the time being. "Let's talk for a bit. You and me." He said, and then with that, he was eyeing me to go to his car.
"So Sheldon, I want to talk to you about what you have been doing. With your friends. I think you are just not really understanding what I have been doing." After he was telling me this, I was sighing, and in all honesty, I was really not in the mood for this at all.
"I think you probably need to understand that my main goals right now are trying to fucking destroy the monsters in this town. That is the main thing that I want to do, and I will do everything that I can to make sure that this is going to be all done." After he was telling me this, I was closing my eyes. Not really in the mood to hear this.
"Dude, if that is the case, then why the fucking hell are you fucking getting obsessed with Kevin? I mean, he probably has nothing to do with what is happening in the first place." I said, and then I saw the man looking like he was really not in the mood to be hearing what I was telling him.
"That is because I worked with his father back in the day. He made a very important paper for the monster investigation, and I feel like you might want to read this paper if you want to try and see why this is something that matters to me." The man in the purple jacket was saying, and I was sighing, not in the mood to hear this.
"But that is something that Kevin is not interested in right now. I think you need to understand that you need to be working with me if you want any fucking chance when it comes to destroying the monsters." I said, and then I was taking a cigarette out, and then the man looked like he was kind of upset at the way that I was saying this.
"I think that I start to fucking finally get that picture. I might not fucking like it. But I am used to this right now. And I think that I need to just to see how in the world I might be able to see where he is coming from." After he was telling me this, I was seeing him looking like he wanted to find something else to say, but had no idea what to do.
"I want to believe you, but I feel like you need to be giving me something to see that you are telling the fucking truth." I said, and then I was seeing him looking like he was shocked to even hear me say something like this."If you do not believe me right now, then I feel like there is no point in wasting my time right now." The man in the purple jacket said to me, and then I was laughing as I was hearing this. Finally getting him to admit that he was not going to see things the same way as I did. So with that, I just left the car, and before I got to far, he gave me a card, to look at whenever I wanted.
Scene 7: The Next Move
I was going to speak to Todd in a bit, but before that happened, I was feeling like perhaps I was going to try and see what Joy might fucking know, and I was feeling like perhaps if I was going to see her again, then I was just needing to see if she was still worried about her death or anything like that.
As I was at her house, I was seeing that her house was still having a dark shading, and I was wondering fi she was even there in the first place. I was then seeing that Joy was walking off, and I was seeing her looking like she was rather upset with somebody.
As she saw me, I was seeing her looking like she was trying to decide if she was upset to see me here, of if she was actually wanting to see me more than anybody else here. Then with that, she was walking to my car, and then got in the fuckin passenger seat, and I was taking a moment to try and find something to say to her to make her feel better.
"Was there something wrong?" I asked, and then she was shaking her head, as if probably thinking not really wanting to have this discussion at all. I was then feeling like I just needed to remain silent, and that maybe if I was wanting to make her feel better, I needed to remember that she was having her life on the line.
"Everything is fucking wrong. I mean, please fucking remember the fact that my father is basically selling me off to fucking die. That alone is enough for to be fucking angry and stuff." After she was telling me this, I was really having no idea what I would have said to her to make things any different.
"Do you feel like you need to try and go on and talk to Todd for a while? I mean, maybe you need to try and talk to him. After all, he knows what is ahead of us." After I was telling her this, I was seeing her looking like she was kind of upset at the fact that I was even suggesting such a thing to her in the first place.
"No, I mean, I like Todd, and I want him to be happy. And that is the reason why I can't fucking do this with him right now. He is a good guy, and he deserves so much fucking better than what I have done." After she was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, and I figured there was nothing else to tell her.
"Is there anybody else that you would be willing to talk to? I mean, maybe a therapist or something. For all I know, they might be willing to listen to you. Like Steven Small, for instance." I said, and then I was seeing her looking like she had no real opinion on what I was thinking here.
"I guess that I can go to one. Although I am scared that he is not going to fucking care. I mean, nobody cares when it is something like my actual fucking life on the line. I mean, everybody I know just turns this into a fucking investigation on the corruption of the people in this town." After she was telling me this, I was really having no idea what I could have said at all.
"I am sorry if that is the impression that I have given you. That is not at all what I was trying to give you." I said, and then I was seeing her looking like she was not seeming to be all that interested in hearing the excuses that I had been making and stuff.
"I just want to know that my friends are willing to be there for me, and know me for the girl that I actually am, instead of the girl that is about to fucking die. I just wish that I know that people really are friends with me." After she was telling me this, I was slowly nodding.
"I guess that this is fair. If that is the case, then what do you want to do?" I asked, and then Joy was smiling as I was asking her this, and then I was wondering if this was the conversation that she had needed to be making me feel a million times better.
"I have no idea. I mean, maybe a fucking burger is nice." She said, and then I was laughing, and she looked at me. "Oh, just because I'm a girl doesn't mean that I am not allowed to like burgers. I was the one that introduced Todd to Mezmers." She said, and then I was laughing, wondering why Todd would have never told me that in the first place.
"Alright, you made your fucking point." I was saying, and then I was starting to drive to Mezmer's, and the entire time that I was driving her over to Mezmer's, I was seeing her looking like she was needing to ask me something else, and I wondered what her point was.
"Sheldon, do you have a girlfriend?" She asked me, and then I was looking right at her, and I was wondering what her fucking point was here. "I mean, with how much of a catch you are, I am surprised that you haven't met somebody that likes you enough." She said, and then I was sighing, knowing what she was trying to say.
"I am not sure. I have tried to speak to somebody lately, and I feel like when I try and get to know her, she just seems to have no real interest in hearing what I have been doing." After I was telling her this, Joy smiled, as if thinking that maybe she would be able to like me or something. Before long, we were at Mezmer's for a second. I was just in this to give her a good time now.
After we had sat down at Mezmer's, I was seeing her starting to look like she was getting a slight smile on her face. Probably wanting to say something else to continue this discussion for a while. "Sheldon, sorry if I ever upset you with the question about relationships. I just felt like I needed to ask you that, in case if you were willing to answer me." After she was telling me this, I was sighing, not really in the mood to hear this.
"Oh don't worry. I just wasn't expecting it. I guess that there is still a small part of me that gets scared of how everybody acts around me, knowing that I am hanging out with people that are several years younger than me. It just does seem a little out of place." After I was telling her this, I felt like nothing I would say would make a difference.
"Don't get scared over some shit like that. Nobody really going to be caring all that much. You are just giving it way too much thought." After she was telling me this, I was wondering why she was even telling me this in the first place. Did she even understand what I was thinking here.
"Regardless, I am just wondering if you are willing to tell Todd of the way that you are feeling right now." I said, and then she was looking like she was just scared of the mere idea of what I was suggesting. She was shaking her head violently at this, as if telling me to shut up.
"No, I think that telling him this would just be a waste of time. I know that he doesn't like me all that much in return. Probably because of the way that I had treated him earlier. And I see that he is starting to close the gap with Maurecia, and I feel like that is enough for me to just leave him alone." After she told me this, I slowly started to nod.
"I honestly don't know if the whole Maurecia thing is going to be working out. To be real with you, I think that this whole thing between the two of them is going to be burning down real quick. And I think that the sooner Todd sees this, the better things will be for him and her." I said, and I was not caring how much what I was saying would be hurting Maurecia, or maybe even Todd to some extent.
"I am glad that somebody sees that way that I feel. I mean, I want to believe Todd and her will work. She has been pining him for months on end. But knowing how things have been going, I feel like something like this is going to just be a fucking terrible decision." She said, and then the silence after this was just kind of hard to think for a bit.
I placed my hand on hers, and I was wanting her to feel better. Mainly because she was on the target, and I wanted her to see that I never judged her for this way. As I did this, she looked at me, and seemed shocked at the way that I was trying to be gentle with her.
Scene 8: The Debate
After my hang out with Joy, I was meeting up with Todd, and I was feeling like I just needed to be honest with him on what I had done that previous night, and I was hoping that he would be able to forgive me for the fact that I had killed some monsters, and the fact that I was talking to the man in the purple jacket.
"So Sheldon, were you enjoying your time at the fucking party?" After Todd was asking me this, I closed my eyes, and I was suddenly feeling like I just needed to just tell him about the stuff that I found at Harold's place, and nothing else.
"Yeah, I did enjoy a large part of it. But in all honesty, I feel like you need to understand that I was doing a lot of shit that I wasn't expecting to do. I found one of the men in black when I was there, and I was sent to another job." I said, and then I was seeing that Todd looked furious at me mentioning that at him.
"What did you have to do with them?" Todd asked, and I was hearing him barely hold back his anger as he was saying this. I looked down at the ground, and I started to wonder if I was really doing the wrong thing this whole time.
"They sent me to the pier. Then they gave me a gun, and forced me to kill one of the monsters there. I knew that I had no choice, and considering the fact that monsters are one of the very few things we can agree on, I felt the need to agree with this." I said, and then I was feeling that whatever I could tell Todd was going to just simply make him feel like I hadn't been giving it enough effort or whatever the fuck.
"I wish that these monsters were something that you weren't so fucking interested in. I mean, for fucks sake, there are missing girls all over the place, and everybody is talking about something that in the end of the day, has relatively little substance." Todd was telling me, and then I wondered what his issue was here.
"If that is the case, then I feel like you would be feeling better, knowing what I have been able to gather when I was at the house. Before I was forced to do that contract." After I was telling him this, I was seeing that Todd started to have a slightly interested tone in what I was doing right now.
"Oh yeah, what did you find?" After he asked this, I was then pulling out all the pieces of paper that I had written and then I was handing them to him, and I was wondering if he was actually going to take what I said seriously for once.
Todd was reading the papers, and then he looked right at me. "Are those all the mile markers? If you have those, then do you feel like you are going to check them all out? I have no idea if it would really be worth it, but I would be willing to check them out." Todd was telling me this, he was rubbing his eyes, and I was seeing him looking like he was kind of annoyed.
"Yeah, I am going to head to the mile markers. And I also got every single mine written down. I understand if you have no interest in dealing with the stuff related to monsters. But I feel like this is enough to make it all worth it." I said, and then I was looking right at him, hoping that telling him this would get him much more interested.
"I guess that you're right." Todd said, and then before he was heading off, he was seeing the relatively scared look on my face, and I was wondering what he was going to be telling me here. I was taking a deep breath, wondering what his plan was.
"Was there something else that happened that is bothering you?" After he asked, I looked right at him, and I was feeling like he wasn't going to be happy with what I was doing. "Sheldon, if there is something that you know, then you need to fucking tell me now."
"I was talking with the man in the purple jacket. He explained to me that his interest in Kevin is because he was working with his father at one point, who had a interest in the monsters that were in this town. To the point where he had made a paper about it at one point." I said, and then I was seeing Todd looked like he was kind of interested in what I was telling him.
"Oh god, I guess that makes sense. But why not get into his fathers business and leave Kevin alone. It seems like Kevin has really no involvement in what is going on here. So in all honesty, this whole thing just seems to be really fucking pointless right now." After he was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, understanding what he was meaning.
"Yeah, I know right? I feel like this is not really making a whole lot of sense. But Todd, I feel like if I try to talk to Kevin about this, then Kevin is either going to not want anything to do with it, or he will just suddenly take all the job for himself, and then basically pretend like we have no involvement here." I said, and I was wondering if Kevin knew what he was getting himself into just because of his heritage.
"As much as I do not want to focus on the monsters, maybe we can try and talk to Kevin for a bit, and see what he fucking knows about his fathers work. It might be nice to be seeing what he knows." After he was saying this to me, I was really having no idea what the plan was going to be.
"Do you seriously think that he will even have any idea what his father knows? And besides, I thought that you wanted to be looking at all the mile markers?" I asked, and then I was sighing, and Todd looked like he was simply not really in the mood to be hearing any of this right now.
"I don't fucking care what his father knows. I mean, as much as the monsters annoy the shit out of me, I do know that Kevin is really needing some help right now, so if I fucking know what the hell my friend is dealing with, I feel like it is part of my obligation to help him." After Kevin was telling me this, we were getting in my car, and then I was starting to head in my car seat.
Todd was getting in the car a bit, and then I was starting to drive on towards Kevin's house, feeling that there was no choice but to just help him as much as I possibly could, and wondering if Kevin was actually knowing what I could do.
"Sheldon, I tried to talk to Maurecia for a bit, and I was hoping that I would be able to get her to see that her interest in me wasn't the best of ideas. But I feel like she will just never see what I am saying." Todd said, and seemed like he was already kind of upset with us now.
"Do you seriously think that Maurecia would want to talk with you about anything related to the investigation? I mean, she might not even want to be with you anymore if she knows just how deep you had gotten into something like this in the first place." After I was telling Todd this, I was seeing him looking like he was just kind of upset with what he was hearing.
"Sheldon, I do not want to hear this at all. I mean, I know what Maurecia is just simply trying to do right now. I just feel like whatever Maurecia knows, she is going to accuse me of stupid fucking random shit." After Todd was telling me this, I saw him looking like he was not really all that interested in this subject at all.
Eventually, we were at Kevin's house, and then I was getting out of the car, and then Todd was staring ahead, clearly just trying to decide what in the world he was hoping to say in the first place. So with this, he was getting out of the car, and I took out a cigarette.
"So Sheldon, do you think that finding out the truth of the monsters will actually be able to help us out anyways? I mean, the monsters are probably one of the biggest things to be looking at, but I feel like we need to be much more careful with what we are doing right now." After Todd was telling me this, I was taking a deep breath, wondering if I knew what I was doing.
I knocked on the door, and in all honesty, I was really not in the mood to be having any discussions like this for the time being. As we were waiting, this is when Kevin was walking by, and he was with Jenny. And the entire time that Todd and I were watching the two of them talk with each other, I was starting to get a bit jealous of what I was seeing.
"Are you sure that doing this right now is really the right time?" I asked Todd, and I was seeing Todd looking like he was kind of considering what I was asking him. I wondered if he was having some subtle feelings for Jenny, but was not wanting to admit it, due to what that would mean for us.
"I don't fucking know." After Todd was telling me this, he was starting to walk away, and then when he was getting to my car, this was when Kevin had seemed to finally notice that the two of us were here. "Hey guys, didn't know that you were already busy. We can just wait for this for later." After Todd was telling him this, this was when Kevin seemed to be rather unsure of what to say.
"Oh no, we were just talking. What were you planning on talking to us about?" Kevin asked, and then this was when Todd was starting to take a deep breath, feeling like this was something that he was finally ready for this discussion. He looked at me, and I was slowly nodding, feeling like Todd needed to get himself some extra confidence here.
"We were wanting to talk to you about your father, and the work that he had been doing." After Todd was telling Kevin this, I saw that Kevin was starting to realize what Todd was doing. He sighed, and I was seeing him looking like he was utterly dreading what he was getting himself into at all.
"We heard that he had made a paper relating to the monsters, and that this is the main reason why the man in the purple jacket has a interest in you in the first place." After Todd was telling him this, I saw that Kevin was finally starting to see what was going on, and the fear was getting much more clear in his face.
I saw that Jenny was getting much more serious here. Probably thinking that she would not be able to stay here for much longer, and probably thought that leaving us was all that mattered now.
Kevin was looking like he was deeply worried about the way that we were talking, and wondering if Jenny was wanting nothing to do with this, but she was starting to slowly sigh, and not get nearly as annoyed with what was even happening.
"I think we should just simply wait on this conversation for the time being. I mean, Jenny deserves to not get thrown into this right now." After Kevin was saying this, Jenny was shaking her head, and she was clearly looking like she was starting to sort of get back into the zone.
"Honestly, I think that maybe we need to do this. I mean, my mom is dead, and anything that can give me a clue on what killed her, or why nobody is fucking telling me anything, needs to be done." After Jenny said this, I was seeing Kevin looking like he wanted to fight this, but then decided that he would just remain silent.
"Damn it. Jenny, do you think that maybe the reason why your mother is dead is because you have gotten so deeply into this in the first place?" Kevin said, and then he was wondering if perhaps he was going to finally get Jenny to listen to what he was telling her for once.
"Honestly, as much as I hate to admit this, my mothers death is something resembling a fucking answer. A answer that I fucking hate, but it is a answer nonetheless." After Jenny said this, I was seeing her looking like she wanted to say something else, but couldn't really have anything else to say now.
Kevin looked like he was seeming to be really sad as he was hearing this. Knowing that at the end of the day, Jenny had already made her choice, and that there was nothing he was going to do about it. "And besides, why is it that you are allowed to talk about the monsters, and your fathers fucking paper work, but then I am not allowed to talk about my mothers death? I mean, I feel like that is a ridiculous double standard?" She asked, and then I was sighing as she had said this.
"That is not what I was trying to say. I was just trying to make sure that you remained safe. That is all that I was trying to see. Please try and see where I am coming from right now." Kevin said, and then he was looking at his house, and he was clearly looking like he wanted to just avoid this conversation altogether, but decided to remain silent.
"Look, all that I am saying is that I feel like regardless of what we are doing, we are going to be setting ourselves up for a big mistake. But I guess that you are right. If I am talking about my father, and his job, then you should be allowed to speak about your mother." After Kevin was saying this, Jenny looked like she was just so glad to hear him tell her this.
"Thanks Kevin. I was just needing to hear you admit that, which makes me feel so much fucking better. I mean, you are allowed to have your own thoughts on the situation. But I feel like if you just know what I know, then you wouldn't be throwing away everything that I said." Jenny said, and then after this, I was starting to get back in the car, and then I was seeing Todd feeling like he was just super uncomfortable with the conversation that he had been hearing.
"So Jenny, how has your father been handling the news with your mother anyways?" After Todd asked her this, I was seeing Jenny looking like the mere question was already getting her super fucking uncomfortable.
"He hasn't really taken it all that well. Probably wondering if it was even great to know the truth, given the fact that we can never start to get our hopes up again. But I guess that something like this just makes some sense." After Jenny said that, Todd slowly nodded, feeling that hearing that was all that he had needed to hear.
"Do you think that I can talk with him about this?" After Todd asked this, Jenny was shaking her head, as if thinking that the mere idea was a fucking joke. "I mean, I think that maybe if he knows that she had done a great job raising you, then that might make him feel much better." After he was telling her this, she was sighing, not really in the mood to hear this.
"I think that the only person that he is fine talking to is Kevin, and even that seems to be something that he is really having a hard time coming around to." After Jenny was telling him this, Todd looked at the street, upset at the fact that he had heard this answer.
Scene 9: Bowling Alley
The next day, Todd, Jenny, and I were in the bowling alley, and I was kind of shocked to see that Kevin had not wanted to come along here. I was guessing that perhaps he had been really busy with something, and I just needed to leave things alone for a while.
"My mom would take me here about once a month before she went missing. Usually a girls day between the two of us. I don't know if I will ever be able to come here without thinking about mom a bit. I mean, when I have a daughter, I might start bringing her here as a way to have some fun." She said, and then Todd was smiling as he had heard her starting to open up a bit.
"Have you ever come here since then? I mean, you might be able to get something out of it, if you enjoy going there in the past." After Todd was telling her this, Jenny was shaking her head, as if utterly sad at the subject, and had no idea how to say this.
"I think that I will be coming here with Kevin at some point. You know, I feel like he might not have much interest here. But I just want to open up with my friends." Jenny said, and then I was then seeing Todd looking like he was wanting to say more.
"So Jenny, how have you been handling your mother? I mean, I know that you and Kevin had a fight over it at one point, and I was wondering if perhaps you just needed somebody to talk to about it." Todd said, and then Jenny shook her head here.
"I think that he might just have a hard time really getting to know what had been happening with me. But I guess that I just need to give him a bit of slack. After all, he is just trying to make sure that I have a good time, and that I could be happier." After she was telling me this, I was slowly nodding at this.
"I mean, at the end of the day, I like what that man is doing. Anyways, I want to know what you think you can do to actually give what happened to her some minor form of closure." After she was telling us this, I was looking right at Todd, wondering what I could tell her.
"I don't know what to tell you. I mean, Sheldon and I were in the casino, and then found your fucking mother. I have no idea what I can tell you about it besides that. She was there, already dead. There was a needle stuck in her." After Todd was saying this, I was then thinking how he would be bale to discuss this with her, and perhaps not be so fucking blunt about how he was doing this.
"I mean, I think about the fact that she had went missing, and then died nine months later. You know how the first grinding noise had gone off nine months after the first girl had gone missing?" Jenny asked us, and then Todd and I looked at each other, sort of getting what she was trying to tell us here.
"Are you seriously suggesting what I am thinking you are?" I asked, and then after I asked this, she was starting to get a much less confident look, and I wanted her to fucking tell me what she was thinking, and I would just see what I would think of it.
"Yes, I am fucking suggesting this. I think that there is a chance that the girls who go missing might have something to do with pregnancies. Either pregnancies or drug sales. One of the two have to be involved, if not both." After she was telling us this, I was seeing her looking like she was starting to take this much more seriously.
"Oh god, I mean, I suppose that something like this might be possible. But that doesn't mean that I have to fucking like it at all." Todd was saying, and then after he had said that, I was then thinking of something else, that I felt I needed to remind them of.
"My friend Ashley is gone right now. Are you seriously thinking that she is going to be involved with some fuck empire? I mean, I get what you are trying to say, but please at least think about what you are saying." After I was telling her this, Jenny looked right at me, and I was seeing her looking like she just wanted me to take things seriously again.
"Well, maybe if your friend Ashley is missing, then you might need to try and look into something like this, and make sure that she doesn't die anytime soon. It is as simple as the fact that maybe you just need to push yourself harder than normal." She was telling me, and then I was closing my eyes for a moment, feeling slightly lost now.
"Jenny, Todd and I have been looking everywhere as hard as we can. We are trying to get people to work with us right now. It is a lot harder than you might want to admit. I think that you are just not really looking at this nearly as realistic as you should." After I told her this, I hoped that she would at least think about what I said.
"Well, I guess that I am just thinking about something else. If your time in the casino was even a fucking week earlier, maybe she would be alive right now. Simple as that. Do you think that maybe you would be able to deny that?" She asked me, and then I considered what she had said.
Todd clearly looked like he was actually considering what she had said to us, and I was seeing that he clearly wanted to argue with her. But then he was sighing, and then he was thinking that he couldn't be able to argue with her, no matter how tempting it had really been.
Scene 10: The Porn Film
As Jenny, Todd and I were getting ready to leave the bowling alley, that was when the guy at the counter was calling out to us. I was annoyed as all hell at this whole thing, and to be honest, I was thinking that Jenny herself had not really wanted to be having this discussion.
We were looking at him, and then he was taking a cigarette out, and took a deep breath. "Look, I wasn't wanting to talk to you about this right now. Considering the fact that it might really fucking screw me over. But I wanted to tell you what I knew about the stuff that your mother had been working on." After he said this, he sat down, and now Jenny was super into what she was being told
"What do you fucking know?" She asked him, and then he was smiling, glad that he was finally getting her attention here. "You better not be wasting my fucking time right now." She said, and then the man was shaking his head, as if he wouldn't fucking dare right now.
"Well, she had been given a commission to work on a porn film by Steven Small. Hired by a really big business guy. I heard that he was originally planning on hiring you for the job, but when your mother found out, she basically blew a gasket." After he was telling her this, Jenny was looking like she wanted to scream at him.
"There is no way that my mother would be involved in something like this. And what would that have to do with the grinding noise?" Jenny asked, and she was clearly trying to hide her growing impatience, but then the man was laughing at the way that she had been acting about him now.
"Because Mrs. Wakeman, this town loves going under the disguise of working on those films. Do you seriously think for a second that these porn films actually get made? If they did, all these people would know everything about them. Clearly it is a fucking lie." He said, and then he was handing me a cigarette, letting me have a free smoke.
"Are you saying that my theories might have a level of truth to them? The stuff that I was talking with my friends about? Please fucking tell me, since I need to have anything that I can get with the town." She said, and then the man was taking a deep breath.
"There is some truth to it, I have to admit. But I don't think that there is much to say here. I mean, if drugs had nothing to do with the business, then why in the world would your friend Sheldon be able to buy some heroin with his friends over there?" He asked, and then I was tempted to punch him in the face for bringing that up.
"That is not in your fucking place to be bringing up at all. I was doing that as a way to give myself some better night sleeps." I said, as I was seeing Todd looking like he was scared and upset at what I had said. Wondering why I hadn't been straight forward of this case.
"That is none of my business. I am just saying that I know all about that. Regardless, to go back to Mrs. Wakeman right now. The thing is that if you do not believe in me, you can always go on and talk to Steven Small, and see what he knows. He might be able to own up to everything that he knows." After he was saying this, he laughed for a second.
"Are you sure that Steven would want to tell me that?" She asked, and then the man was shrugging, as if thinking that this wasn't much his business. But then I was starting to smoke the cigarette he handed me, as I was considering what he had said.
"What does my moms case have to do with the grinding noise? That is all that I fucking want to know? I just need to know about what my mom is doing. Why she would give up her life for something that is not all that big of a deal." After she was telling him this, he was shrugging, not sure what to think here.
"You need to make that observation on your own. I just felt like given everything that I known, with the fucking movie, that I just needed to give you that." After he was saying this, I was nodding, and thanked him, not wanting to make his life much worse as I was starting to head on off again.
As I was leaving, I was wondering how long it would take for Todd and Jenny to be willing to leave the man alone. I was feeling like them getting angry at him, when he gave them clues, wasn't going to be giving them any fucking favors at all.
Before long, I was in my car, and then Todd and Jenny were coming out of the bowling alley as well. I was upset at the fact that what was supposed to be a nice day for Jenny had been completely fucking ruined, and I wondered why I could never open my mouth.
Eventually, Todd and Jenny were in the car as well. "What the fucking hell does that guy even know? I mean, for fucks sake? He acts like he is the best guy in the world, and that he has the best assumptions in the world." After she was telling us this, I was sighing, and had no idea what to tell her.
"I don't know. All that I do know is that maybe we should be going on and talk to Steven Small. I mean, seriously think about what we know? He quit his job, and he said that he was planning on focusing more on his work with Lazarus. I mean, there is a small chance he might be telling the truth about Steven." I said, and then I was rubbed my eyes for a bit.
"Todd, I think we should check up on him tomorrow, and see what he knows. Do you have anything going on? And do you think we should do this before or after my shift?" I asked, hoping that maybe by bringing the idea up to Todd, I would get him interested here.
"I think we should do it before. You know, just get it over with. Regardless, I feel like we need to see if Jenny wants to join." He said, and then he was looking at Jenny, wondering what she was going to be saying here. She was slowly nodding, as if unable to believe that he even suggested it as a question.
"Of course I want to fucking go to him. I am going to talk to Steven, and just see what he knows. But I know that I need to be careful about what I say, since I do know that if I am not fucking careful, he will probably throw my concerns away." After she was telling me this, she was shrugging, not sounding like there was much interest in a debate.
I was starting to drive off, and I was seeing Jenny looked like she was starting to calm down. "I guess that at the end of the day, I guess that I do believe what he might be telling us. I mean, it hurts to say, but I guess that it is true. And I wonder why it is called porn films when that has nothing to do with it." After she was telling us this, I shrugged for a second.
"I guess that it might be best to know that you are no longer totally denying this." Todd said, and he was sounding like he was just super happy here. And I was wondering why he was even saying something like this, as this wasn't really helping Jenny out at all.
Jenny looked at Todd, and I could tell that she was clearly not wanting to hear something like this. Knowing that this was Todd's way of showing that he had never fucking understood what he had been doing at all.
"Todd, this isn't a fucking badge of honor or something. I mean, if it is my fault, even if indirectly, that my mom is dead, then I feel like I can't even blame Joy's parents." After she was telling us this, I was then thinking about Joy for a second, and her father.
"What the fucking hell was her parents even planning on here? Does anybody work at this town without selfish intentions? It feels like everybody is just doing this for themselves." After I was saying this, I wondered if I really had any leg to stand on when I was saying this.
I parked Jenny at her house, and then she was walking off. Before she was gone, she looked right at us. "Tomorrow. Do not brush me off. We will be doing this." After she said that, she walked inside, and then Todd and I looked at each other, wondering what to even say to each other now. Wondering if there was any point in trying now.
Scene 11: The Needlemeyer Brand
The next day, I picked Jenny and Todd up. I was ready to get to work. And I was hoping that they would be ready to go as well. Todd seemed like he was eager to just get this over with, but then there was Jenny who looked like she wanted to beat Larry up.
"You still want to talk to Steven Small?" I asked, and then I was starting to drive in that direction, and Jenny was slowly nodding a bit, not really in the mood to change the subject at all, and I was hoping that none of this would be getting much worse.
"Just don't be shocked if he doesn't want to talk to you. I mean, I know that it seems like people want to help everybody out. But the truth is that in all honesty, if anything can incriminate him, then there is no way in hell that he is going to tell them." After I was trying to tell her this, Jenny seemed to have no real interest in hearing me.
"I don't care. I am going to need whatever I can get, and I don't fucking care if he gives us everything we need or not. Either he will help us, or lie, and that will probably indicate that he is a fucking liar." After she said that, I was hoping that her obsession wouldn't remind me too much of what I was doing.
Once I was at Steven's house, I was getting out of the car, and I balling my fist, and I was wanting to scream. I didn't want anything to happen to these kids, and I was getting scared that doing this was going to be getting the two of them killed. It was one thing when it was their choice, but it was entirely my fucking fault.
Todd and Jenny got out of the car, and both of them were looking right at me, and I was seeing that neither one of them looked like they had really wanted to argue with me. Probably well aware that doing so would only make things much worse.
"Are you scared about something? If you don't want to get involved in this, then you can just go home." Jenny said, and then I was looking right at her, and I wondered why she was suddenly acting like I was the one who needs some fucking help. I rolled my eyes, and I chose to not say anything at all.
"Oh course I am scared about something. I am scared about making sure that you guys are going to be safe. If you guys die, then I am going to be the one who has to take responsibility. Seriously, think about what I am dealing with." I said, and then with that, I went inside Steven's work shop.
Once I was looking around, I saw that Steven was looking at a clip board, and then he was telling a guy with a construction outfit various things. I was looking up, and I was seeing that it was a logo for the company.
Steven looked right at us, and I was seeing that he might have been mildly annoyed with what we were doing. "What are you guys wanting to talk about right now?" Steven asked, sounding both excited, and scared at the same time, considering the fact that he was working on a rather important school project.
"We were wondering if it was true that you were stepping down from the counselling job to work with Lazarus. I guess that we got our answer now." After Todd was telling him this, Steven was smiling, and he was feeling like the fact that both of us were just shocked to see this was enough to make him impressed.
"Yeah, I just felt like I was sort of losing my welcome at that school. To be honest, I needed a favor for these people as well. So I felt like I just needed to leave her alone for a while longer." Larry said, and then he was looking at Jenny, wanting to find something to say, to make her feel better for everything that had been happening.
"Jenny, I am sorry about what happened with your mother. I hope that you know that many people were worried about what she had been doing, and that she needed to stop working with these people." After Steven said this, Jenny was shaking her head, not wanting to hear it.
"You were giving her the project. I fucking know that you gave it to her. Don't fucking lie to me. Why in the world did you give her this project, and then she ended up dead soon enough. I admired you." After Jenny said this, I was slowly understanding what she was saying.
I was placing my hand on Jenny's shoulder, trying to get her to calm down. "Jenny, don't worry. We can talk about this. I know what it is like to have your mother die when you're younger." I said, thinking about that day again. Not a week goes by where I didn't have at least a short flash of her death in my mind.
"That is different. What happened to your mother was a illness. My mother was a part of a business that she should have never gotten involved with." After she had said that, Steven was sighing, and then he was placing his clip board down, and then sat down on a chair.
"Look Jenny, I am not going to deny that I was involved in a film that she had been making. Now that you know, I might as well tell you. But here the thing Jenny, she chose to get involved with this. And I was just the camera guy." After he was telling us this, Jenny started to get a bit more interested here.
"What do you mean? Who was the one behind it?" After she was asking this, Steven was going to his desk, and he was starting to pull something out to her. Then with that, he was handing it to her, feeling that lying about things would only make things worse.
"Here is what we had so far. Only like ten or maybe fifteen minutes of footage. But you can have it." After he said that, Jenny looked at him, shocked to hear him open up like this for once, and she smiled.
"Thank you. I will want to look at this later on. But who was the one that bought this film commission?" After she asked him this, this was when Steven was sighing, and I was feeling like what she was doing was pushing too far. I saw that the guy who was working was suddenly just listening to us now.
"The Needlemeyer family is behind this whole thing. I thought that you would have known that by now. After all, if you want to seriously know everything about your mother, then perhaps you need to look at what Needlemeyer is doing all the time." After Steven was saying this, Jenny looked like she wanted to fight this so much, but then decided against it.
"What the fucking hell does Larry Needlemeyer even want with my mother? I mean, he is like ten years older than her or something." Jenny said, and I laughed, thinking that most people when they are in seventh grade probably found ten years to be a huge gap.
I never thought much of it, considering the fact that my dad had been several years older than my mom. I want to think something like between nine and eleven. "It wasn't Larry, I believe. That is not important. Point fucking is that she was in a commission with the Needlemeyer family. Go ahead and do whatever you want with that information." He said, and he was shrugging a bit.
"But I gave you the film, and that is all that you fucking need right now." He said, and then after he was telling her this, he was taking a cigar out, and cut the tip off. And then he was shrugging for a second.
"That is why I am just working with the company right now. I don't fucking care anymore. I am just working on my own personal interest now. I never once tried to preach the fucking high ground. People just think that because I worked with the school district, that suddenly I am the biggest bad ever." After he was taking a second to think about what he wanted to say.
Jenny was shaking her head, feeling like Steven had betrayed her with the way he was talking. With that, she was starting to get some tears down her face, as she was walking off, and Todd and I just stood there, unsure of what the hell we were even going to be doing.
We were at Jenny's house once again, and I was seeing Jenny looking like she wanted to say something else right now. "I mean, do you seriously think that we are even going to find anything there in the first place? I mean, for fucks sake, I feel like coming here might be a big fucking mistake." Jenny said, and I was taking a second to think about what she said.
"I don't fucking care what he wants to say. I am going to do whatever I want if it makes it so that your fucking mothers death has some closure." I said, and then I was seeing her looking like she was not really in the mood to hear what I was saying.
"I know you are just trying to make me feel better Sheldon. I know that you are not going to be able to find the truth here. Maybe my father might be right here after all." After she was telling me this, I was taking a moment to think about what she was even saying right now.
"Your father… Do you know if he even has much of a opinion on this whole thing anyways?" I asked her, and then I was getting out of the car, and then with that, this was when Todd and Jenny immediately left, and decided to not really make much difference.
Once I was at the house door, Jenny started to come to my house faster, scared of what it would be like if I didn't just fucking patiently wait. Then with that, she opened the door while shaking her head. "You need to fucking wait for me first. My god, my father would have started to scream at you if you just went inside." After she said that, she opened the door before anything.
When we went inside her house, and started to walk to her house. As we were walking to her room, this was when her father was looking right at us, and I was seeing that he had wanted to ask us a million questions instead.
"What did I tell you about hanging out with people who were bas influences?" He asked, and then Jenny looked at him, and I was seeing her looking like she was kind of annoyed with the way that her father was asking her any questions.
"I have no fucking choice. And besides, I know what you are saying. Sorry. I am not trying to make you feel like you don't fucking matter." After she was telling him this, her father was looking like he wanted to say more, but then decided to leave it alone.
"It's just that after your fucking mother, I couldn't fucking handle to lose you too. After all, you are the only family that I have left. Just make sure that you at least keep yourself somewhat safe." After he was saying, Jenny was slowly nodding, and then she went to her room, having nothing else to say.
"I thought that you liked Kevin. What is it about him that makes me bad?" Todd asked him, as I was following Jenny once more. As he was telling him this, the father was starting to look like he was kind of losing his patience.
"That is because Kevin is not in it for himself. He wants to actually help other people. I believe what he is fucking saying. With somebody like you or Sheldon, I have no idea if you are telling the truth." After he was telling Todd this, I saw Todd looking like he wanted to argue super badly.
Then I was in her room, and Todd was just coming inside, and I was seeing him looking like he was really not in the mood for any further discussion. He looked at us, and I wondered what he was wanting to say. When I was sitting down on Jenny's bed, I wondered what in the world I would do here.
Todd was closing the door, and I saw that he was just super not in the mood right now. "I can't stand it when people do not even want to give me so much as a fucking chance. Just let me fucking talk, and you can see that I know what I am doing." He said, and then he was sitting down on a spare chair, as Jenny looked at him.
Jenny was looking at the film for a second, and I was seeing her looking like she was deeply thinking about what she had been given a chance to find. "Oh my god, this might be able to give me some idea on what my mother was doing. I feel like if this is true, then I might have to thank Steven." She said, and then she was placing the film down on the camera.
"Are you sure that you want to actually look at this at all? I mean, what if something is in there that incriminates your mother? Or perhaps you will find her dying here." After Todd was telling her this, he was finally starting to get more serious again, and not focusing on the way her father treated him earlier.
"I don't fucking know. I mean, nobody is perfect. I mean, she was just working on a film, from what I understand." After she said that, she was pressing the play button. As it was starting, there was a Needlemeyer logo at the bottom, which just confirms more than anything that they were the ones behind this.
She was sitting on a chair, with a doctor outfit, and she was looking right at us. "Just make sure that my daughter never sees this. She shouldn't know of the projects that I have been working on." After Jenny's mother was saying this, she looked at Larry's father, who seemed to hardly have any interest in this.
"Well, nobody knows what we are doing. I am sure that you do not need to worry about your fucking daughter." After he was telling her this, he was taking a cigar out, and he placed his hand on her shoulder.
"But if she knows my involvement, she will know that I deserve to fucking burn in hell." After she was telling him this, she was sighing for a second. The man was sighing, as he was breathing a bit more.
Todd was standing up, and then he was shaking his head. "Let me fucking tell you right now that Sheldon and I can take care of this for you. You do not need to drag yourself into this anymore." He said, and then Jenny was looking at him, wondering what to say. I was starting to stand for a bit, wondering what she would tell us.
Scene 13: The Truth At Last
Before I was meeting up with Larry, Jenny was coming up to Todd and I. I was clearly seeing that she was wanting to hang out with us for this investigation. As I was seeing this, I was feeling like I needed to tell her that this wasn't happening. But I really didn't have the fucking heart to tell her off.
"Jenny, I feel like if you try and talk to Larry, then you might be making this entire conversation get down the drain. I feel like we need to fucking just go in there with people who are not going to be making things worse." After I was telling her this, she was looking like she was really upset at this.
"Sheldon, this is my mother. I want to know what fucking happened to her. Can you seriously expect me to be cool about this idea? I mean, I want to know why everybody is acting like I can't handle the truth right now." After Jenny was telling me this, Todd was thinking of what to say now.
"Jenny, I know that you are probably upset right now. But the truth is that I feel like sometimes you have to sit things out in order to know the truth. Just give us a fucking chance, and we will make this work." After Todd was telling her this, I saw that Jenny wanted to find something to say to argue with us.
"I just want to know that no matter what is happening, that you are actually going to fucking tell me the truth. That there is no holding back at all." Jenny was telling us, and I was feeling like what she said was kind of making a mild form of sense.
"I guess that this makes some fucking sense. I mean, there is nothing to hide now. But Jenny, just make sure that no matter what you do, you are not going to be throwing your life away just for the sake of your mother. She would not have fucking wanted that. I fucking know that." After Todd was telling her this, I was seeing that Jenny wanted to find something to fight him with. But then she shook her head, probably feeling it wasn't worth it.
"I think you just simply do not fucking know what my fucking mother is like. I think you might have to be careful on what you say." After she was telling Todd this, I saw him looking like he was wanting to fight more, but then he sighed.
"I am going to hang out with Kevin right now. I hope that you can understand that he might be the best of us all. The only one who doesn't fucking just throw away everything, even for good intentions." She said and then with that, she headed off. And Todd was wanting to argue. But then he just decided to let it go, for his own sake.
Todd and I decided that we were going on to talk to Larry Needlemeyer, and we were going to force him to finally tell us about the fucking movie, and I was not going to let him run away from the truth. I mean, he either was the one that killed Nora, or knew something about the man who killed her.
Once the two of us were in Joyful Burger, I was seeing Todd looking like he was kind of unsure of what to tell me. "In all honesty, I wonder if it was a mistake not allowing Jenny to come along. But in all honesty, I am scared of how she would react." Todd was saying, and I shook my head, feeling like there was really no choice on the matter.
When I was inside the restaurant, that was when Larry looked right at us, and I was seeing him looking like he was actually scared out of his fucking mind. "What were you wanting to talk to me about this time?" He asked, and he was clearly sounding like he had no real interest at all.
"We were wanting to talk to you about a fucking movie that Jenny Wakeman's mother had been involved with. This is the last thing that she worked on before she died, and I feel like we deserve a fucking explanation." After I was telling him this, Larry looked like he was kind of annoyed as shit about this.
"Oh god, I know about that fucking movie. Sorry for everything. I wasn't the one who made that movie, but my father was wanting to use her daughter. But that was something that Nora wanted nothing to deal with." He said, and then he shook his head, and then sat down at his chair, wondering what we were going to be saying.
"But what does you father fucking want with Jenny right now?" I asked, and then I was taking a cigarette out, and then I was starting up the lighter, and Larry started to organize the desk, trying to pretend like he wasn't scared out of his mind on what was happening.
"I figured that you should have all known this from the fucking beginning. I mean, just because I don't approve of what everybody does here doesn't mean that it isn't fucking super god damn obvious." After he was telling me this, I was feeling like I just needed to finally put my foot down, and not be taking any fucking shit for a answer.
"Look, if you want to talk about this, we fucking can do that. But can you at least be willing to wait until the store is closed? I have no idea what to tell you, but I have no fucking intention on having my fucking customers hear about what I am doing." After Larry said this, I sighed, and felt like I was having no choice but to listen to him. Knowing that in all honesty, Larry wouldn't let it go any other way.
Todd and I left Joyful Burger, and I was feeling like Todd was having a new thought on what he was planning on telling us right now. "Sheldon, I think that you need to know that that Needlemeyer family has been behind more of the drug deals than any other main family here." After Todd said this, I was then thinking of what to tell her.
"I think that in all honesty, that film might have been made as a way to fucking get money for their next shipments. I mean, even the Wilson family seem to have more interest in helping out the common good." After Todd was telling me this, I was wondering what his plan was even going to be anyways.
"Are you thinking that you are going to go in that casino soon? I mean, Larry Needlemeyer might not agree with it, but you were able to go in there at one point, right?" I asked, and then I was pulling the tie back up, to make myself more professional again.
"Only because I had to fucking sneak inside. I had to fucking pretend like I was somebody who was doing a school project. Not to mention the fact that school has been out for a giant while." After Todd said this, I was laughing, wondering why he was even fucking thinking that school projects would be a good excuse now.
"Well, maybe with my suit, and my under cover shit, I might be able to get people to agree to work with me." I said, and then I was seeing Todd looking like he was still upset at what I was saying. Probably thinking that I was just taking advantage of this.
"I mean, if you seriously think that will work, then go ahead and do this. But I feel like people might be upset if you are working with people. I mean, the police had been that one time. Even though they had seemed to be generally willing to work with you here." After Todd was telling me this, I was sighing for a bit.
"I don't fucking care what those officers think. If they actually cared about anything at all, then in all honesty, I feel like those people would have actually gotten the answers that we need now." After I was trying to tell Todd this, I was seeing that Todd was then just thinking nothing of it.
"Let's just go to Mezmer's for a bit, and then come back when Joyful Burger is closed." After Todd was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, and then I was getting in the car, and Todd did as well, and I was starting to drive off, feeling that by talking with Todd in a more pleasant way, then things could have been less worrisome for now. Hopefully going to Mezmer's for a bit would have made him feel better now.
Scene 14: Inheritance
It was getting to the point in time where Joyful Burger had been closed, and Todd was looking like he was having a million plans in his mind. "Sheldon, I hope that you know that no matter what happens, I am going to have to do what is best for my friends."
"I mean, the sentiment is nice and everything. But in all honesty, do you seriously think you know what is best for us, when we have no context at all on what Larry is doing. For all we know, Larry might be totally innocent, and we are just making things much worse." I said, and then I was seeing Todd looking like he was never buying this at all.
"Even if Larry is innocent, he never owns up to the fact that his parents are horrible people, and that he is just holing back for no god damn reason. What are you trying to get out of this right now?" After Todd was asking me this, he was shaking his head, having nothing else to say.
"I just want to talk to him, and see what he might know. I am not saying anything. Just wanting to see what he might have a idea on. Simple as fucking that." After I was telling Todd this, I had hoped that perhaps Todd would understand what I was getting myself into.
"Yeah, I guess that maybe that makes some sense. After all, he is the only one that has any idea what the hell we are even doing right now. Alright, I will let you have your fucking conversation. And maybe I will try and be more understanding of him." Once he said this, I was starting to drive on to Joyful Burger.
"If there was one thing that I learned from my father is that you should always give everybody a chance. Listen to them. Don't just throw away everything that they have been saying because for all you know, they might have a history that you are just never going to fucking get. And in a degree, I feel like he might actually be fucking right." I explained to Todd, hoping that he would at least consider what I had just told him.
"Oh yeah because your father is a beacon of truth. The one who seriously has everything fucking figured out. What a fucking joke." Todd said, and I looked at him, wondering what in the world he was meaning when he had said that. And I was not really in the mood to let the subject go.
"What the fuck dude? What do you mean? Just because he doesn't tell me everything, or is a saint, doesn't mean he is the biggest liar in the world. I think you need to seriously think about what you are saying before you say shit like that." I said, and then I was seeing Todd looking like he was not really caring much.
"I'm just fucking saying. Don't fucking get upset at me when I say something like this." He responded, and I was feeling that for both of our sakes, it might be best to just let the subject go, since I knew that I wouldn't be able to change his mind.
I was thinking that having this conversation with Larry was going to be a big mistake. I mean, what if he was a innocent enough guy to begin with for now, and then by doing this, we were only going to be making things a million times worse.
I knocked on the door for a moment, and after several seconds of waiting this was when Larry looked at the two of us. He was shaking his head, just trying to pretend like he was wanting to have this discussion, and then he walked to the door, and then let us inside.
"Guys, I hope that you know that I have absolutely no desire to be having this discussion. I have no fucking power over things that my father is doing." Larry told us, and then I was sitting down, wondering what his plan was now.
"Well, we are not judging you right now. We are judging your fucking father. I mean, unlike everybody else in your family, at least you are actually working right now." I said, and then I was seeing him looking like he was just kind of annoyed.
"You don't know what my father is doing. You are just making assumptions, and I don't really fucking appreciate that at all." After Larry was telling me this, he was starting to smoke another cigarette of his own while he was dropping his till, and was just trying to hide his anger at what I was doing.
"Then what is your father doing right now? Just tell us, and we would understand. I mean, I might not like something, but I feel like maybe if we just don't fucking tell Joy, then everything might be fine." After Todd was telling Larry this, I saw that Larry was taking a long and deep breath, and felt like arguing with me was never going to be getting him anywhere at all.
"He is trying to wrap up his career. He has brain cancer, and at sixty nine years old, he is definitely getting to the point in time where he is near the end of his life. At this point in time, he is just setting himself up for certain jobs that he needs to do." After Larry was saying this, Todd started to instantly understand the general point of what was being said.
And when I heard cancer, I instantly got reminded of my mother, and I wondered what I was even wanting to say now. "I am just trying to trying to help my father out with his last jobs, because once he is gone, then I am going to have to take over the business for him. And in all honesty, I am just not really ready for something like this. Taking over an entire business. And I am just sort of getting myself ready for that as well."
"So what will happen to this place?" I asked, not really sure if what happened to Joyful Burger was even going to matter all that much. Larry was sighing, and he was looking like he was just thinking a bit about what I was insinuating.
"Honestly, I think that the best thing that I can do is just pick up a bunch of extra jobs. Just work harder, and don't fucking hold down. I feel like in the end of the day, there is really no fucking choice. And besides, I feel like I need to still keep up a level or professionalism." Larry said, and I was then feeling like I just needed to ask him another question.
"Well, with the casino, what is your father even doing? I mean, how is he getting all those drugs in the first place?" I asked, and then this is when Larry was suddenly getting much less confident with what he had been saying, suddenly acting like the way that I acted was a really gruff subject.
"Look, we are getting those through untraditional means. But to be honest, I think you probably were able to figure that out, given that drug operations are never done with proper morals. But I would never guess that somebody at your age is ever going to get this." After he was telling me this, I was standing up, and I was brushing my shirt off, and I was feeling myself losing patience.
"Are you the ones behind the girls being sold off? Just so you can run a drug empire?" I asked, and then I was getting much closer to Larry, and I was feeling like if I made my point clear with him, then things were going to be much better.
"I didn't do anything. I didn't know anything for several years. And besides, you seem to constantly forget about the adoption agencies. No point in judging us for any of those when those are a large source of revenue for the town." After Larry was telling me this, I was grabbing his shirt. And I brought him right to my face. Todd stood up, and I saw him looking like he was suddenly scared at what I was doing.
"Larry, are you just not exposing what your father is doing because of the fact that he is going to be dying soon anyways?" After I was asking him this, I saw that Larry looked like he was just suddenly getting a lot of fear in his face. I knew that I was finally getting him to take things a bit more seriously.
"If you want to know what my father is doing, then I think you need to just talk to him yourself. I am not going to give you anything. That is not my place, and I don't want to throw myself under the bus. Please consider what you are doing right now." Larry was telling me, and I was taking a long and deep breath.
Todd placed his hand on my shoulder, and he was seeming to consider what he was going to tell me. "Sheldon, I think you need to calm down. You are not helping us out with the way that you are acting right now. Please just at least consider what you are doing." After Todd was telling me this, I closed my eyes for a few seconds.
"You were the one that was wanting to come in here guns blazing. So are you suddenly acting like I need to fucking calm down?" I asked, and then I was letting go. As I was done, I saw Larry looking like he was really trying to hide his anger.
I was taking a deep beath, and I needed to remind myself. "You're not a bad guy. I need to remind myself of that." I said, and then looked right at him again. "I hope that when you take over your family business, you are able to bring peace and sanity back to your families casino." I said, and then Larry was starting to suddenly get so solemn that I wasn't ready.
"We are going to check your fathers casino out. I hope that I might be able to find something there. Hopefully that by finding out what he is doing, I can be able to get closer to finally blowing over what is happening to the missing girls." After I was telling him this, I figured that anything else that I would have told him would have made any difference.
"Please forgive him when you learn the truth. He really did have no choice. Nobody had a choice. The town was going to die. We had to do what we did." After Larry was saying this, he was sighing. "If it makes you feel any better, I didn't get involved in it. I just remained silent."
As he was saying this, I was walking away, and Todd seemed to think about what he had said. "Larry, what are you talking about right now?" Todd asked, considering what Larry had said. Thinking that perhaps he was just needing to be much more patient with this.
I opened the door, and I was feeling like I needed to just leave Larry alone for the time being. Feeling like perhaps maybe if I talked to him when I found out the truth, then things would be different. But for now, I just needed to work harder on my own.
Once Todd and I were in the car, I was feeling like the best choice now was to go on and go to the casino, and finally push things to the forefront. "We need to go to the casino, and get anything we can. There is nothing else to do now." I said, and then Todd was slowly nodding, feeling there was nothing left to argue with now.
Scene 15: Drugs and Bust
The next day, Todd and I were meeting up, and that was when the two of us were making a plan on going to check out the casinos. "Do you think that we are even going to actually find anything at the casino at all?" After he was asking me this, I shrugged, having no idea what to tell him.
"I would rather try and then fucking fail, then never fucking try at all." I said, and then I was starting to drive towards the casino, and I was seeing that Todd was wanting to consider what to say. But then he was just shaking his head, feeling no point in arguing with me.
As I was driving towards the casino, I was seeing that Todd had wanted something to tell me. "Well Sheldon, I was kind of wanting to talk with you about the way that things had been going lately. I was wondering if maybe you have been kind of pushing Larry too far. No offense, but I feel like that might have been pushing things too far."
"I don't fucking care. You wanted to do that as well. Don't even fucking pretend like you didn't want to do something like this. So I feel like you need to spare me the fucking lecture." After I was telling him this, Todd was just kind of unsure of what to say. But then he decided to remain silent now.
I eventually pull up at the casino, and then Todd was seeming like he was wanting to say something more. "Sheldon, I think that you just need to try and be more careful going forward. Making enemies is not going to fucking help you out when you get further into this." After Todd was telling me this, I was shaking my head, not really in the mood to hear this.
I got out of the car, and then I was starting to walk to the entrance of the casino, and then Todd was then wanting to say something else to me. I was looking around, hoping that nobody would be taking any hints about what we were doing.
"Sheldon, I just know that in all honesty, you are basically the only person that I can fucking trust right now. So if something happens to you, then I feel like something like this might kind of fucking hurt. So please, before you make things much worse, just remember that if you die, then things are only getting much worse." After he was telling me this, I was sighing, and I was not really in the mood to hear this.
"If that is the case, then I feel like you need to fucking find somebody else that you can trust much more." After I was telling him this, I was seeing him looking like he wanted to fight with me. But then with that, he knew that there was no point in fighting this at all. With that, I walked to the door, and the guy at the entrance looked at Todd, as if slightly remembering the fact that he had been here.
"We need to check the area around. Certain contract that I received." I said, feeling like I just needed to exert a level of confidence that this man wouldn't feel the need to be fighting with me at all. Then he looked over at Todd, wondering what else to say now.
"You can go. But what are you doing with this young guy?" He asked me, and then I looked right at Todd, and I really had no idea what I was even going to be saying. I closed my eyes, and I felt like I just needed to find a good excuse here.
"Well, I just need somebody at my side, to verify the things that I have seen. I think that having him around is the best for the sake of everybody here." I said, and then after I saw that he looked like he had had no idea what to even be saying right now.
As I was looking at him, he sighed, and then he slowly nodded. "Don't know why you are bringing a middle schooler into this. But I guess that it is your choice. Considering the fact that you are probably the youngest person that got hired for this job." After he was telling me this, the two of us walked inside of the casino.
Once we were inside, there was a purple lighting taint to the entire casino. Todd was looking like he was scared out of his mind when he was seeing this. "God, I should have never come in here." After he was telling me this, he was shaking his head, clearly regretting what he had been doing.
"Did something happen the first time that you came in here? If you don't want to be here, then I can do this job alone." After I was telling him this, I was seeing him looking like he was not very interested in having much of a argument here.
"I don't really want to talk about it. Let's just look around at the drugs, and see what we can find. I hope that this place actually has any relevance." After he was telling me this, I was just starting to walk along, and I was seeing that Todd wanted to find something else to say. But then he decided against talking with me now.
As we had been walking around, the two of us were seeing that Larry's father was hanging around down at the front floor. He was with two women that were probably in their early twenties, and then he was sitting down, while talking with some people who were playing.
Todd and I were walking away from him, since I fucking knew that if this guy was noticing us, then he was going to fucking force us into this subject. As we were walking away from this guy, he was looking up at us, and when he saw me, he was laughing at us, and I was closing my eyes. Not in the mood.
"Hey, doing a job for your father right now?" He asked, and then I was feeling like if I lied, and told him that I was, then he was going to try and see my father again, and then the two of them were going to be talking about this situation once again.
I was then walking up to him, feeling like I just needed to talk to him, and see what he even fucking knew in the first place. "So Sheldon, I was feeling like we were going to have this conversation sooner or later. After all, you are a very dedicated guy, who seems to always try to take initiative." He said, and then he was looking over at Todd, and then he was smiling for a few seconds.
"Your parents have been doing a lot of work with me lately, and I think that once you are ready to work with me, we should get to work here." After he was telling Todd this, that was when I was seeing Todd looking like he was kind of upset here.
"There is no way that they would be working with somebody like you at all. What the fucking hell are you even doing here?" After Todd was asking him this, that was when Larry's father was starting to take a cigar out, and he was smoking it for a second. Probably wondering why Todd was caring so much.
"Todd, have you actually talked with your parents all that much lately? If you seriously want to challenge what I am saying, then perhaps you should try and talk to them once again." He told Todd, and then this was when I saw that Todd looked slightly more unsure of what he was planning on doing here.
"No, I haven't seem them all that much. I wish that I had. So I guess that I have no reason to deny what you are saying." Todd said, and then he was shaking his head for a second. "I just that I knew what my father was doing here. But I guess that I don't really have anything else to say here."
Then with that, the guy was standing up, and then he was walking towards Todd, trying to find something to say to Todd, to make him feel much better about what was happening here. "Young man, you need to look at what is happening, and you do need to see that your parents are my best customers."
Todd shook his head, and he was clearly seeming like his mood was getting much worse. I was feeling bad for the way he was acting here. "I am just wanting to look around for something. So please just fucking let me do my job." After he said this, he seemed to just not be in the mood.
"You still think that I am the only one who is doing drug sales in this town? I mean, that is the name of the game when you live in a place like Wayside." After he was telling Todd this, he was shrugging, and brought a box up, and then he was starting to slowly drag it towards Todd.
When he was opening it up, and I was seeing the heroin that was in the box. "I bet that Sheldon is going to love the fact that we have this right now." After he was saying this, I shook my head. Not really in the mood to hear him saying anything here.
"I bet that your parents haven't told you the fact that you are not their biological child. That you are somebody who they adopted because your mother was affected by the infertility." After he was telling Todd this, I was seeing that the look on Todd's face was clearly losing his patience in the first place.
"There is no reason for them to do this, and fucking lie to me about this." After Todd was telling him this, I was seeing that the guy was finding Todd's comments to be funny. As if feeling genuinely bad for the way that Todd had been saying this.
"That is because they don't want you to know that you should have never been born, and that as a result of your existence, everything in the town is just getting much worse." After the man was saying this, I was feeling like I just needed to get in the subject right now.
"You need to give him a break. There is no reason to be throwing him down the drain, even if the stuff is true." After I was telling him this, the man looked like he was really happy to see that there was a sign of weakness right now.
"I am just telling you how things are. But if you feel like there is something that you can find here, then I guess that there is no reason to stop you. After all, you are a young guy, and I am getting fucking old. So there is no reason to get in your face about it." Once he said that, the two women who were at his side, and the people who were playing with him were looking shocked at his relatively easy way of talking about this.
"Do you know that your son feels like he is going to have to take the business over soon?" I asked, feeling like I needed to get in his business here. As I said this, the man was sighing, and he was slowly nodding here.
"Yeah I know. I mean, with my cancer, I am going to pass away rather soon. Maybe in a year or two. And in the mean time, I need to get him ready. I mean, he always seemed to have a innocent way of looking at these things." After the man was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, having no idea what he meant.
"Do you seriously think that Larry is the best person for this job? I mean, let's be fucking honest, he seems like somebody who shouldn't be getting involved with this. With him having a fucking restaurant." I said, and then I was seeing him looking like he was kind of annoyed at the way he said this.
"He is a hard worker. When the time comes, he will be ready. I know that my son has come a long way since he was in his early twenties. He might not have been at the level I was when I was his age. But he is getting there." After the man was telling me this, I was looking at Todd, wondering what I was even going to be saying now.
"I can't do this anymore. I can't deal with being treated like fucking shit right now." Todd was telling the man this, he was starting to walk off, and then I was following Todd, feeling like I just needed to be much more careful with what we are doing.
When I was next to Todd, I was feeling like I needed to try and make him feel slightly better right now. After all, he was kind of having a hard time right now. And I had no idea how in the world in the world we were even going to work this out.
"Todd, do you feel like we need to talk for a bit? I mean, you are probably having a hard time right now." After I was telling him this, he was shaking his head, and then without even giving me a fucking prompt at all, he hugged me for a second.
"It makes too much sense. The fact that my parents have no actual connection with me right now." After Todd was telling me this, I was sighing, and I was feeling like nothing else I could tell him would be making him feel better. There was nothing that I could say that would make Todd hear what I said. "I just need to know why they were fucking lying to me here." After Todd said this, he was closing his eyes, and let go of me, and I was seeing like he was broken.
"Todd, if you need to take a break tonight, we should just do that right now." I said, feeling like there was no reason to hear this. "We can come back tomorrow, after I am done with work or something." I said, hoping he would listen to what I said. Todd nodded, and then we left the area, and then I was feeling like I just needed to support him as much as possible.
Scene 16: Accepting The Lie
When I was at work that day, I was hoping that just by being alone that day, I would have some time to just be alone now. My boss looked like he was actually considering what to say to me. Kind of hoping to maybe have a conversation for a bit.
"Sheldon, why are you worried about everything right now? I think you need to fucking understand that you are not going to be making much of a difference anyways, and that getting so fucking uptight about this isn't going to make much difference." After he was telling me this, I was shrugging, not really in the mood to hear this right now.
"I want to do what is right for my family. I mean, I just want to know what happened to my sister. I feel like something like this is rather reasonable. And I don't understand why you are so upset by this." After I was telling him this, my boss looked like he wanted to find something else to say now.
"Sheldon, what happened to your sister is terrible. And I am so fucking sorry for what you dealt with. But that is something that I can't fucking change at all. I feel like you need to fucking understand that there is only so much that you can do to change the town." After he was telling me this, I was shrugging for a few seconds.
"I mean, I probably would sort of see what you were saying if we were talking about anybody besides my fucking sister. But considering the fact that this is my sister that we are talking about, I feel like I need no fucking choice." I was telling him this, and then the man was looking like he was not really all that interested in hearing this right now.
"Well, you can do whatever you fucking want. I guess that there is nothing that I can fucking do about this. Just make sure that no matter what you do, you look at what is ahead of you, and you just know when you do need to stop, for your own sake. After all, your father is going to need somebody to be at his side, in case anything happens." He said, and then I was sighing for a bit.
"Why do you give a damn?" I asked, and then he was starting to walk off for a few seconds, and then he stooped for a second, as if thinking about what he was wanting to say to make some point with this.
"Sheldon, if something happens to you, then it is just your father. And I think your father needs to have somebody at his side. If everybody in his side of the family dies, then his entire career is going to be ruined, and the town will not be the same anymore." After the man was telling me this, he was walking off, and then I was feeling there was no point in saying much more now.
After I was done with my shift that day, Todd was meeting up with me, and he was looking like he was rather upset about something, and I was feeling like I just needed to try and find something to say to him to make him feel better. "I have a hard time accepting what Larry's father said. That I am not my parents real son." He said, and he stole one of my cigarettes, which I decided to let it go given the situation.
"Do you think that you are going to try and talk to your parents about it for a bit? I mean, they might be able to clear some things up, especially if they see that you are having a hard time with this." I said, and I was seeing that Todd looking like he was really just not believing what I was telling him.
"They are not going to give me a shit. Don't even try and tell me that. Nobody believes a single word of what I said." He told me, and then after that, I was then wondering what I was even going to tell him. "I am probably going to have no real interest in hearing what he wants to tell me anymore. I don't really know if I want to go back there at all anymore."
"What do you want to do here?" I asked, and then Todd was shaking his head, seeming to have no interest in what I was telling him. "I can try and talk to some people on my own, and you do not have to be super worried about it." After I was telling him this, I was seeing Todd looking like he was having no real interest in having this argument at all.
"I have no real idea. I might try and talk to Kevin's dad about his fucking paper right now. Maybe his paper might be able to give us some clues on what we are doing." After he was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, and then I was starting to drive towards Kevin's house, wondering what we were even going to tell him when speaking to him again.
As I was driving to Kevin's house, I was seeing Todd looking like he had wanted to ask me something else. "Are you going to be trying to talk to Larry's father once again, without my help at all? I mean, if you want to, as much as I would hate to admit it, I guess that I can sort of see where you are coming from." Todd said, and I shrugged, unsure of what I was even going to do.
"You know, I feel like I might really have no choice right now. Please don't get too upset here. I mean, with the fact that you freaked out the way that you did earlier, I feel like I might have no choice but to just do things my own fucking way." I said, and then after I was telling him this, Todd just shook his head, not wanting to hear it.
Before long, we were getting close to Kevin's house. I was closing my eyes for a second. "I really hope that Kevin isn't here right now. Because if he is, then that means that we are not going to be able to do jack shit at all." I said, slightly annoyed with this fact, knowing that Kevin was always getting super defensive over these things.
I got out of the car, and then and then Todd was getting out of the car as well, and once they were with me, Todd was sighing for a second. "At least no matter what happens, I can say that I am being the best friend that I possibly be, with you guys. So I guess that I am not going to be too upset with the way that I have been acting right now."
I was then feeling glad that Todd was finally opening up, and he was seeing the positives in his hand." After I told Todd this, I knocked on the door. And then before too long, I was waiting for a second, and then I was taking a cigarette out, trying to think of what to say.
Before long, Kevin and Sam's father answered the door, and he was shocked to be seeing this. "Hey guys, if you were looking for Kevin or Sam, both of them are outside right now. It seems like both of them were just trying to hang out with some girl or something." After he said that to us, Todd and I looked at each other, and smiled for a second.
"Well, we were actually wanting to talk to you about something really important. It's about a paper that you had made in the past. About the monsters that are in town." I said, and then this man looked like he was absolutely over whelmed by the fact that I had even asked him this in the first place.
"That is a very sensitive subject. I think you guys should stay away from that. Why are you even wanting to talk to me about this?" After he asked me this, I was sighing, feeling like if I told him the fucking truth, then he would really just suddenly act like I had been a really bad influence, and that I shouldn't have ever talked with Kevin at all.
"Your son Kevin has been talking with that man in the purple jacket again, and I am scared of what he is going to be doing with Kevin." After I was telling him this, I was seeing that the man was suddenly getting much more serious. I was feeling like this helps confirm the fact Kevin's dad and the man in the purple jacket knew each other.
"What the fucking hell is this guy doing right now? It was one thing when he was constantly throwing information at me, and trying to force me to work with him. But this is entirely different. Throwing my fucking children into his research." He was telling me, and I was wondering if he was going to be finally getting involved here.
"Do you want me to do something to help out? I mean, I want to do whatever I can to help him. After all, Kevin is the closest thing to a little brother that I fucking have right now." I said, and then the man was shocked to be hearing me actually admit something like this right now.
"Sheldon, I appreciate the offer, and I appreciate all the work you have been doing here. You have bee putting in a lot of effort to help us here. But you need to be letting the adults take care of these jobs. For once, it is time for us to be doing what we need." After he was telling me this, I was shocked to be hearing him tell me this.
Shocked that people finally were stepping up. "This man is dangerous. If I had known that he was talking with Kevin, then I would have been talking with him this whole fucking time myself." After he was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, shocked to finally let him take the responsibility here.
"Well, if that is the case, then I can appreciate the effort you want to put in. That being said, if you do need some help, I will drop whatever I am doing. But what are you planning on doing in the mean time?" I asked, feeling like I just needed to see what his plan was in the first place.
"I am going to talk to him in person, and I hope that by doing this, I might be able to get him to take the situation much more seriously." After he was telling me this, I was slowly feeling like for once, I could actually take him seriously for once.
"Sheldon, I think that you need to see that you are the person that my two sons trust the most. Kevin thinks you're a great dude. If something happens to you, then you will be ruining their life. If something happens to me, or his mother, then you need to be there for him." After he said that to me, I was looking at Todd, shocked at this statement, but feeling that I needed to take responsibility here.
Todd and I were out of the house, and heading to his house. "I wished that maybe we brought Dana along now. But now that we kind of have a idea that these dimensions are real, then I guess that we just need to see what to say from here."
"As interesting as this all is, I have a feeling that we are going to fucking be throwing everything down the drain for something that is not even all that important. I mean, the missing girls are the bigger worry right now, and we are just going around talking about monsters." Todd was telling me, and then I was shrugging for a few seconds. Not sure what I was going to tell him.
"I mean, it is going to be important at some point. I mean, after a point in time, we are going to have to check various things out. But I guess that maybe you have no interest right now." After I was telling him this, I saw that Todd was just kind of wanting to ask something else.
I was rubbing my eyes, and I wanted to just ask him a few questions. "Todd, is there something that you wanted to talk about? You are clearly unsettled by something right now." I said, and then Todd was shaking his head. Probably not really having any interest in this discussion at all.
"I don't know. I just keep bouncing back and fourth on the subject mentally all the time, and I feel like at this point in time, things are not helping right now with how much I am just kind not thinking about the actual job right now." Todd said, and I was wondering why he was telling me this right now.
When we were done with the conversation, I was looking right at Todd, and I was feeling like I just needed to ask him what he might have been thinking now. "In all honesty, as much as I hate to admit it, that Larry's dad might be telling the truth. You know, about the adoption. And with every hour that passes, I feel like it is just the truth."
After Todd was telling me this, I was sighing, and I wondered why he was caring so fucking much about this. "You are still your own person. Who cares who your fucking father is right now. That is something that is none of your business." I said, and then I was hoping that maybe I could see Todd calming down a bit.
"I just wish that I would know why everybody is treating me like garbage for something that is really not that big of a deal. I feel like the only way to do that would be to know who my true father is." After Todd told me this, he went right in my room, and then I went in the car, not in the mood to continue this talk.
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Scene 17: Not A Bad Woman
The next day, I decided that I would come back to the Carbunkle house, and I was feeling like I just needed to see what he was knowing about the town. After all, his mother was probably the most important person in this entire case, and he might not have wanted to admit it, but it was true.
Once at the front door, I knocked for a few seconds, and then Brad answered the door, and looked right at us, and I was seeing that he was looking like he was kind of annoyed with what I had been doing right now. "Sheldon, I am not in the fucking mood to be having this conversation right now." He said, and seemed to be beyond fucking annoyed.
"Brad, I need to know about your fucking mother. Please just tell me what I need to know, and I will be leaving you alone." I said, and then he was looking like he wanted to say something to me, but then he was choosing to remain silent for the time being.
"What if I feel like that is something that I simply just don't want to do. Why do you and your friends never respect the wishes of people who need to be given space? I mean, if you want to pretend to be friends with me, then you just need to respect my wishes." After he was telling me this, I was shaking my head, not really wanting to hear it at all.
"Do you have any proof for what you are thinking right now? That is all that I want right now? Fucking proof, and that is something that I will be leaving you alone on." I said, and then after I was telling him this, I saw that he looked like he wanted to fight this so much. But then choose to leave it alone.
"I think you need to understand that my mom is not a bad woman. She is just simply doing what she thinks is best for me. That is enough to keep you away from her. She never wants to do something that hurts me." After he was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, and I was wanting to make him feel better about what I meant.
"If that is the case, then why is she so fucking obsessed with having two sons? That is all she cares about. She literally never talks about anything else besides having a second son." I said, and then Brad was closing the door, and seemed to never wanted to discuss this right now.
"My mom wants to have what she feels like she was cheated out on. I feel like maybe you just need to understand where you are coming from. Please understand that she was wanting something, and you are just giving her too much shit right now." After Brad was telling me this, he was starting to walk to my car.
"Brad, do you need somebody to just talk to right now? I mean, I know that you are kind of not really a big fan of me. But I feel like maybe we just need to talk." After I was telling him this, I saw that Brad still did not look like he was really too sure what to be telling me right now.
"I don't need somebody to talk to right now. Don't even fucking try to start that right now. In all honesty, I feel like most people don't really want to look at the bigger picture. They just care about the story that they are making." Brad said, and then I was feeling like I was just sort of losing my patience with this.
"If that is the fucking case, then just find a fucking way to prove me right now. Please just show me what I did that was wrong, and perhaps I can change my mind. I want to fucking believe you right now." I said, and then Brad was looking like he was at least considering what in the world I had been saying right now.
"Alright, if that is the case, then I guess that we can just talk for a while. Who knows, maybe you can see where I am coming from." After Brad was telling me, and then I was sort of nodding, and I was feeling like I just needed to listen to him for a second.
I got in the car, and then after a second, Brad was getting in the car once again, and once he was in the car, I was sighing, and I was wondering what his opinion on the matter was going to be. "Sheldon, what stakes do you even have by getting in my business in the first place?" He asked me, and then with that, I started the car a bit, and the longer that I was driving, I was feeling like I just needed to explain.
"It is because your mom is being a piece of shit to my friend Todd, and I feel like Todd needs a fucking answer. So I feel like you need to understand that I want to help my friend. I want to know why your mother is acting like this anyways." I said, and then I was seeing that Brad was just looking like he was not really all that interested.
"Honestly, I have no real interest to talk about your friend. I think he knows that he was being really fucking forceful to her, and I feel like you need to give my mom more of a break." After Brad was telling me this, I sighed, not really interested in hearing him.
"Well, he still deserves better than your mother treating him like garbage for no fucking reason at all. He is just trying his best to help people out, and there he is, talking to your mother, and then suddenly she starts to act like Todd stole something from her." I said, and then I was thinking that I already knew this was heading.
"I don't know what he fucking deserves. What I do know is that there is a good chance that he is connected to all the fucking shit that is going on in Wayside, and that maybe you need to fucking see that maybe your friend is not the guy that you truly believe he is." After he was telling me this, I was really having no idea what to explain.
"Do you know anything about the other son?" I asked, and I was just driving around, and then Brad shrugged, simply seeming like he was just not really caring all that much anymore. Probably just wanting me to fucking shut up for once.
I decided that it would be best to just drop the subject for the time being. "Brad, I remember that you were talking about the fact that you were wanting to talk with Joy for a bit. Do you want me to bring you over to her again. I don't know if it will work out, but I feel like I just needed to at least suggest this." After I was telling him this, Brad suddenly looked like he was just kind of interested.
"I do want to talk with her. But in all honesty, I don't know if she is even going to be showing any desire to do this. But if you want to bring me to her house again, then I hope that maybe that can work." After Brad was telling me this, I was slowly nodding, and I was sort of feeling like I just needed to give it a chance.
"I can give this a chance. Joy has been far less harsh on people lately. I think that certain things that have been happening have been making her start to take things a bit easier. I don't know. But I feel like you need to give it a chance." After I was telling him this, I was starting to drive towards Joy's house, and I was feeling like I just needed to keep things to myself for the time being.
"Thank you Sheldon. If you can make this whole thing with Joy work out for a bit, then I feel like you might be a good guy after all." After he was telling me this, I was slowly nodding. Feeling like the fact that Brad was willing to give me a chance here in the first place was enough to keep me going and not make things worse.
When we were at her house, Brad took a few seconds to think about what he was doing, and then he got out of the car. I closed my eyes, hoping that nothing he would be doing would be making matters any worse. I hoped that in all honesty, Brad would be aware of any possible rejection.
When Brad knocked on the door, I got out of the car as well. Before long, this was when Joy answered, and she was looking at Brad. She looked right at me, and before she was saying anything, I saw her looking like she was kind of accepting what was happening. Then she was smiling, feeling like she was willing to give him a chance. "Hey Brad, how are you today?" She asked, sounding slightly forced.
After I was done talking with Brad for a bit, I was feeling like it was time to apologize to Larry, and maybe make him see that he was not a bad guy, and I knew that he was not a bad guy. But that I was just having a hard time really showing the way that I had been feeling.
The entire time that I was driving towards the restaurant, I was feeling like whatever I was going to be telling him, he was going to just be fucking furious to be seeing me here. But in all honesty, I was hardly even fucking caring in the first place anymore.
I had hoped that whatever in the world Larry would tell me, it would just be a way of us knowing that we were in a truce. That we were still working with each other. I was closing my eyes, and I was feeling that the faster that I apologized to him, the more that things would seem like this was not even all that bad anymore.
I was not even going to be there with Todd this time. For once, I was going to have to be doing things on my own going forward. Once I was at the restaurant, I was getting out of the car, and took out a cigarette, and just started to calm myself down a bit. Hoping that I would just know what I had been getting myself into.
When I was done with my cigarette, I started to walk inside, and then when Larry saw me here, I saw him looking like he was fucking furious with me being here in the first place. He wanted to tell me something, but then he just shook his head.
"Sheldon, I do not think you should be here right now. You know that you really pushed my fucking buttons right now. And you think that I will forgive you for this." After he was telling me this, I was holding my hands up, hoping to get him to leave me alone.
"I know that I had messed up, and that I had made some real mistakes. I want to apologize for the way that I had behaved, and I wanted to just try to make some things right. I want to hear you explain something right now." I said, hoping that he would actually believe what I was telling him.
Larry looked at me, and I was seeing him looking like he was just totally fucking mixed about what I was saying. Probably feeling like I was just trying to at least make it seem like we were even going to work together. "I just feel like you deserve more than everybody hating you. And I know that the way that Jenny treated you was fucking garbage." I said, finally feeling like being responsible was what mattered.
"Sheldon, you don't know what you are getting yourself into with the fucking monsters. I mean, I fought many of those before, and they will ruin your fucking life, and they will destroy everything that you have been doing." After he was telling me this, I was sighing, and I wondered what the point he had been suggesting here.
"Were you fighting them before? Can you fucking explain what happened?" I was asking him, and I saw him looking like he was just kind of not really in the mood to be hearing what I was telling him. "If you had, then can you fucking tell me what you had gotten yourself into?"
"I thought that the monsters were what was behind the missing girls. You know, when I didn't fucking know better. I tried to stop them all on my fucking own. I thought that I would be the hero of the day. But I broke everything in my body. To the point where simply just doing a fast food restaurant is the best that I could do. I had to quit my older jobs. Most of my friends had died." He said, and then he took out a cigarette, unsure of what to tell me.
"The drugs that I have been doing has been my way of just relieving the pain that I have been in. I am just trying to forget what I have been doing, something that you yourself understand, and don't even fucking pretend you don't. With your fucking heroin that you bought from those men in black." Larry said, and then after he was telling me this, I was sighing, kind of annoyed with the way that he had thrown this at me for no god damn reason.
"That was one fucking time, and I was just doing it as a way to get over my issues right now." I said, hoping to get him to shut the fucking hell up. As I was having this conversation, I was looking up, and I was seeing that there was one of the cars of the men in black starting to pull up.
"I might have to do another job right now." I said, and then Larry was looking at me, and I was seeing him looking like he was desperate to be telling me something right now. Probably just wanting to find something to say to me to make things different.
"Just understand that I am not my father at all. And understand I feel like you are going to slowly see why people do what they are doing, and that you really can't get upset for what we are doing with medicating ourselves with the drugs." Larry said, and in all honesty, I was unsure of what to tell him. I looked, and I was seeing the guy come out. I was standing up, feeling like I just needed to get to work, and see what I needed to do to make this project work.
I got out of the restaurant, I looked right at the man. I took out a cigarette, and then I was feeling like I just needed to hear what he was planning on telling me right now. "Sheldon, we have another job that you need to do." After he was saying that, I was slowly nodding.
"Alright. I was waiting for the next job. I hope that it isn't involved with burning down tress or whatever." I said, and then I got in the car, and then before long, that was when the man was looking like he was actually relatively angry at the fact that I had even mentioned this in the first place.
"I will be there with you, and you better not be making things much worse for us." After he was telling me this, he was starting to drive off. I was wondering why I was so scared for this, since there was no reason to be scared.
October 29, 1986, End
When he was done talking for a bit, Sheldon was sighing, and he was kind of feeling bad about what happened.
Sheldon: Sorry for the relatively short session, although after the fiasco that happened last time, I guess that you might not mind it all that much.
Therapist: Don't worry about it right now. So how did Todd handle the truth? You know, the truth about his adoption, and everything?
Sheldon: I mean, he seemed to be getting through this easier, and over time, I feel like he stopped caring so much over these tiny things.
Therapist: I guess that you can't be upset over something so vague for such a long period of time. I mena, I know it's not important. I was just kind of curious.
Sheldon: I mean, I guess that I sort of get what he was saying, due to the fact that he had lived his whole life like this, and then things changed.
Therapist: Do you think that perhaps Brad would have felt like this if he had known that he had a twin brother?
Sheldon: I mean, I think he took that much better than you might be thinking here. After all, he was just trying to have a good life in Wayside.
Therapist: It seemed like you were always buting heads with Mrs. Carbunkle, so where are you coming from when you are suddenly telling me that she was just doing whatever she could? It just seemed to be kind of strange.
Sheldon: Because I can see where she was coming from in her goal, and why she was doing it, even if it didn't work out flawlessly, I still get it.
Therapist: Guess that makes sense. Well, see you on the 12th. And I hope that by then, you will learn some self appreciation.
Not wanting to deal with this for the time being, Sheldon was getting up, and he left the offive, and he was hoping that perhaps he would get his therapist to see how much he had bene trying.