Kidnapped

Chapter 9: The Argument

"Did you see the news?" the voice asked.

Taking a deep breath, I said yes.

"You believe me now?" the voice squealed in delight.

"Okay hold up," I said.

"Just because I watched the news, doesn't mean that I still trust you."

"Okay then," the voice sighed. "What can I do to change your mind?"

"I don't know, Sherlock." I said, mimicking his voice. "Do the math!"

I hung up on him and toss my phone on the bed.

"Cole," Mom began.

She knocked softly on the door.

"May I come in?"

"Sure," I nodded.

Mom opened the door and saw me exhausted. Worried, she asked me what was going on.

"Nothing," I replied.

"I just got stuck on this Math problem and I don't know what to do."

Mom sat on the mattress with a worried expression on her face.

"Do you want some help?" she ask.

"If you want, I can get you a tutor."

I smiled then shook my head.

"No thank you," I answered politely.

"The answer will come to me."

Mom smoothed the hems of her nightgown then sighed.

"Charlie told me what happened in the bathroom," Mom explained.

Her eyes remained concerned.

I wished they would stop staring at me like a long lost puppy.

"Did you two kiss?" Mom asked.

"Are you having a relationship with Luke?"

I gave her a long stare.

"Ew, Mom!" I shrieked. "I don't even know him that well!"

"I'm asking these questions, because I don't think you are telling me the truth." Mom argued.

"Oh. My. Gosh!" I yelled.

"We weren't doing anything wrong! We were just talking about the field trip!"

"The field trip?" Mom repeated. "I heard the news, Cole! That art teacher is a robber!"

"Mom," I groaned. "Please stop."

"Stop what?" Mom snapped. "Being a mother?"

This was getting frustrating.

"No," I cried. "For being ignorant!"

Mom snorts a laugh.

"Ignorant for what?" Mom cried.

"For dating weirdos, looking like the type of guys you would find in prison!" I cried.

Mom groaned as she rubbed her forehead.

"Ever since you and Dad broke up," I continued.

"You like to live in this stupid fantasy that a guy,
twice your age, can be the perfect husband. But he's not!"

"Cole," Mom sighed. "I am trying to make this work."

I laughed bitterly. "You know that's the same stupid line that Dad always says whenever he tried to used you."