Chapter 92

***Chrissy***

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At the time I returned home, I discovered that Dayle wasn't home. Mom and Dad aren't in the right state of mind either but Mom is trying everything she can to make Dad feel better. What has happened? A couple of hours away and a lot had changed again?
I change into some comfy black jeans and a white and black dotted off-shoulder blouse, then a pair of simple platforms.
I meet with her in the kitchen, she's preparing some tea for Dad. I'm sure. Nina isn't anywhere close and why is that? I ask myself.
“Mom?” I call out as she turns to me without hesitations. “Mom, are you supposed to be doing all that? Let me assist with that!” I walk over to her but she stops me.
“No, I can do it. It's nothing, it's only honey tea.” she coldly tells me. She is looking pale and distressed. Her condition is not to be joked with but then a lot has happened in the past few days.
“Mom, you should try to consider the baby! You're stressed out. Look at you Mom,” I rub her face and arms lightly and she smiles at me. It's a weak smile.
“I'll be fine, baby is fine! Don't worry, baby girl!” she tells me, I believe her—she is very strong.
“What happened to Dayle? I haven't seen him around!” I ask and then she heaves a deep sigh.
“He's not Owen’s son, the result was positive. I can't believe that this is happening! Why now? We were once happy and strong and now not even Owen has the strength to do a thing.” Mom explains coldly, she ends up sipping from the tea.
“We'll be fine! It won't change the fact that Dayle is Mr. Owen’s son, it won't. I know that—”
“What if his biological parents decide to take him away?” she asks
“If I remember correctly, his parents aren't in the right state of mind to take care of Dayle. Dayle is stronger than you know,” I tell her and she nods positively
“And stubborn!” she teases as we both laugh it off. At least there's a smile from her end and I wish that it could extend to Mr. Owen and Dayle. “I hope that he's fine.” she adds. I know that he's not home.
“And look who's taking down the tea now, did you forget that you'd need it? I'll prepare another one for Dad then!” I opt but she stops me.
“I will do just that once baby and I are satisfied.” we both crack up.
“Okay, I'll go find him.”
“Where?”
“I think I know where he could be, I'll just have to confirm!”
I place a kiss on her cheek but she pulls me in for a warm hug, she kisses me on the head once more.
“Be careful. Call home if you notice some abnormality, you hear me?!”
“Roger that, Mom!”
I sprint away.

*
Luckily, when I explain to Dom that I need to find Dayle, he lets me go without holding me up or offering himself or someone to drive me around. I know that either way he'd always know where I am, the cars are being tracked and likewise my cellphone. It's all for security, after the previous incident I have no objection. He was right about security—they have always been right after all. We were just so blinded by the fact that we wanted to be free, we had no idea that there has always been a cause for their actions.
Right now I have no idea where Dayle might be but I have one place in mind. The first we first kissed. The same place he meets with his friends.
It's very likely that they are not not there because they haven't been in talking terms ever since the Fuck-list got leaked. Their trio relationship has began to crumble ever since. They don't hang out or speak to each other like they always do, it is startling most Hemsville students but some things are better off untouched. Regardless of these things that are happening, they would come to a realization of things.
Egan has been pressing on the fact that Dayle and I are seeing each other, the rumors in school is heating up but for the first time in my life, I don't care anymore. Dayle and I foresaw these things, we knew that in the end of everything we'll have to confess to everyone—certain people.
Ken raised a question about it and I could answer him.

Flashback starts:
Ken and I meet up to have lunch together, it's his idea. Suddenly he changes his mind about the cafeteria, he suggested that we will have to talk instead—in the hallway. It's not occupied because students are about their businesses. Besides prom is coming in days. I hug my chest staring at him intently, I know that he had a lot of things to ask. This time, I'm somewhat prepared to hear what he has to say. He's been on and off on towards me.
“Why are we hear, standing on the hallway like janitors?!” I ask offhandedly. He smiles faintly.
“I have a question to ask but before I ask I also want you to know something.” he clears his throat. “I care for you more than you know Chriss, I can't help it. You're my best friend Chriss, our friendship is one thing I can't throw to the dust.” he pauses for two seconds while I try to understand why we are having this deep conversation. “Are you seeing Dayle?”
“Really?” my face squeezes a bit
“Let's not drag this, it's only a simple question Chrissy so... don't make it difficult!”
“Now I'm making it difficult?” I ask defiantly
“No. ‘Don't make it difficult’, that's what I said. Why aren't you answering anyway?”
“What do you think? That I am?” I ask
He sighs out of frustration. “I think I better learn the truth from my best friend—”
“What are you thinking? Ken, just be straightforward for once.”
“It's you who is not straightforward, why is it so hard for you to give an answer?” he's pissed off.
“It bothers me a lot to know that you can't even look me in the eyes to give an answer.” he says. “This same place that we stand on is the same place I saw him hold you, he wanted to know if I had asked the same question that you are running from...”
“Do you suspect me?”
“Chrissy, don't force words into my mouth!” he snaps angrily
“Answer me, Ken!” I raise my voice
“No doubt, I fucking suspect you. A hundred times more than I have ever done. There are so many instances that I've witnessed.”
“That wasn't so hard to say, was it? All the rumors are true and false. Whatever you think is right!”
I walk away without looking behind. He's right for going off but I don't know how to come out to tell him everything. It's not yet time.
Flashback ends;

~
Crazy. I wish that I can't remember these things, it's messing up with my mind. I should worry about Dayle and not Ken at the moment.
Once i get to the place, I see a car parked in the middle of the empty space except for the empty abandoned warehouses. I know that car, it is from the house, and that must be Dayle. Thank heavens.
I step out of the car running to the car to confirm my suspicion. I sight his rare sitting on the bonnet, he's drinking again. Dammit. I go over to him and seize the bottle away, he attempts to hit until he realizes that I'm the one.
“Fucking stop drinking Dayle, for how long? It won't help!” I scold him, he maintains his composure and looks away from me. I fling the bottle and it crashes on the into pieces.
“Stop doing that,” he says coldly
“That will only happen if I drop dead!” I snap dragging his arm so that he could drop down. He drops down respectively. I give him a hug, he's reluctant at first but reciprocates afterwards.
“You didn't have to come here,”
“It used to be Steve and Egan but they don't have an idea the things you are fucking going through. I have to be here, I wish to be here.” I explain and he remains silent. We both lean on the car.
“You must have heard everything!”
“Mom told me, they are worried. Dad’s not even talking to anyone right now. You koth are a mess!”
He sighs and then he starts pursing his lips.
“That's my fucking reality now, I guess we should start bidding a goodbye—”
“Says the same person who never gives five fucks about anything. Says the only person who finds a solution to every problem. I don’t know this person who’s up for a goodbye.” I stand in front of him coupling his face. “You are really strong Dayle, and so if anything happens to you I guess I'm gonna be Freya or I'm gonna stop existing.” his lips curve into a smile. “Just as Dad isn't ready to let to go, that's the same way that I'm not ready to let you go. You're not leaving and we'll only bid goodbyes when we are set to leave for Harvard!” I add and he chuckles, I haven't seen that in days.
“Chriss, you're such a magic trickster!”
“I know.” I snap proudly. “They can't take you away, they don't have what it takes to handle you, I fucking swear, even if they try.”
“That's right!” he snaps with another brighter smile, at least its out of the weak smile zone.
“Do you remember what happened between us the last time we came here? You and I?” I take his hands into mine. He nods lightly.
“Tell me!” he coolly says.
“I asked you if you loved me but you kept denying it...”
“I was in decisive, I didn't know if I was feeling the right thing for you!”
“But I kept asking! What happened next?”
“I still denied it.”
“Fast forward to the end part, what happened?” I ask again and then he snickers at me.
“Are you cop now?!” he asks and this time he cups my face instead.
He captures my lips into a deep delectable kiss, we do it precisely. We've always wanted to do this but a lot of things got into the way and now we are better than we've been.
“I've missed you, I’ve missed you more than I know...” he tells me in between our kiss. His words turn me cold, chills are sent down my spine nonstop, butterflies in my belly like it's the first time we've touched or kissed. His hands wraps my body like I'm his second skin, it shows how much he's missed me and I'm not left out, i want him every bit of the way.
“I love you so much, Dayle!”
“I love you more you know, Chriss!”