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Chapter VII

This should've been posted yesterday but as I mentioned before, connectivity issues.

Hey guys! I really hope you pay attention to what happens because I'm sure you can figure itout by now what went on, everything is a clue. Remember EVERYTHING. Also, my last day of high school was Friday, I cried a bit but yeah. So leave me an awesome comment!

P.S. All you silent readers could you be not so silent? That would mean the world to me, honestly. (Racquel) Thanks for the support so far though, I couldn't have possibly continued this without all the help.

Dedicated to MsWriterToBe

Chapter VII

       “Jason,” my father said reprovingly. “I thought you knew better than to go to a party on a school night, and to drink.”

       I averted my gaze and stared at the average white washed walls. My father had so much authority that it automatically made you feel bad when he spoke. The thing is my father is a cop and not just any cop, but a sex crime cop. It seemed as if my family was quite fond of law enforcement.

       I half shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m tired of everything being so perfect.”

       He raised an eyebrow. “You wanted her to get hurt?”

       ”No,” I clarified quickly. “You guys are always telling us what’s right and what’s wrong. What if your perception of wrong is my perception of right? I’m going to find out for myself what’s good and what isn’t and you can’t stop me.”

       My father narrowed his eyes at me as if he thought I was joking. “Listen here, kid, I can still arrest you.”

       It was even more embarrassing when I heard a new voice laugh uproariously. “Wow that was hilarious!”

       I turned slowly just to make my eyes and face grow steely. “What’re you doing here?” She always seemed to show up at the wrong time; in fact she was showing up too much for my liking.

       “Hey, don’t be like that,” my father reproved, turning off his authority voice and on his charm. He loved it when people found him funny because we at home never did.

       “You wouldn’t be saying that if you knew who she really was,” I muttered under my breath.

      Avery looked at me with an eyebrow raised, perhaps challenging me to say something else or to repeat louder. Maybe I should’ve been nervous knowing what this girl was capable of but I couldn’t be she looked so small and innocent as if she couldn’t harm a fly. Something was wrong here.

       I met her challenging gaze with a defiant look; I wasn’t going to let her get under my skin.

       “Avery, this is Detective Forbes, my father,” I said brightly, trying to look unaffected.

       For a brief moment I saw a daunted look cross her features before she quickly masked it with a flippant look. “Nice to meet you,” she said, extending her hand for him to shake. “I’m your son’s worst nightmare.”

       I choked in surprise while my father laughed loudly, no doubt disturbing every conscious patient in the hospital. “I like your sense of humor,” he commented, slapping her on the back. I grinned a little at the obvious discomfort slipping onto her face.

    If you don’t mind,” a very stern voice called, soundly oddly near to Mr. Myers’, “we’d like some peace and quiet.”

       My father, probably all mellowed out by Avery rolled his eyes and led us down the hallway. I wasn’t quite sure I was willing to leave yet; especially since it was probably my fault Gina was here – me and my uncontrollable male hormones.