The Secrets of Confessions ✔️

Chapter 8: Pleas

Sometimes, when people are satisfied, a little light flashes in their eyes. It signifies the joy and delight of being so happy with what they're offered, and what they're getting. I see that light go off in Arjun's eyes when I say that I'm giving him 5 minutes to explain himself.

Honestly, I'm being extremely lenient with him. If it was Mason who he came up to, then he wouldn't give him any time whatsoever. Mason would've killed him right on the spot, not worrying about whether or not he'd be sent to jail for the rest of his life.

"Go," I say, pressing the start button for the timer to being counting down.

Without missing a beat, he says, "I need you to look through your mother's case one more time. I'm- I'm not as guilty as you think I am. Go through the circumstances, the evidence, the details. I'm relying on you to help me prove my innocence."

I raise an eyebrow at him. "Why should I trust you? You left my mom when she was pregnant, and you left her to rot. If it wasn't for Mason, then she wouldn't have survived with me. You never did anything for her."

Arjun rolls his eyes a little bit in the back of his head, and he says, "You don't know the full story. Have you ever thought about the fact that what Mason is telling you may not be 100% true? Just because he's telling you all these stories doesn't mean that they're all true. Let me tell you this. Just because Mason helped your mom out when she was pregnant with you doesn't mean that he's perfect. I'm not perfect, and he definitely isn't either. Trust me, once you look at what he has done, then you'll get what I mean."

I squint at him. I already have the feeling that Mason is hiding something, but man, this takes it to the whole new level. If Arjun is really telling the truth, then what exactly would Mason have done to cause Arjun's anger in the whole situation? I don't know, and there's a nagging feeling inside of me to find out what it is.

This thirst is something that I can't swallow. I can't bury this, no matter how hard I try. I just need to find out what he's hiding, and what I could get out of this. Because to me, knowing the truth is vital in my existence. I hate being lied to.

"Ashmita, I need you to trust me."

"Easier said than done."

He presses his lips together, and I cross my arms. His hand digs into his pocket, and he fishes out a piece of paper. "Here's my email. It's a Yahoo email, because I'm old, and was in prison for the past 15 years, but it will work anyways. Once you get what I mean, then you can email me. I'll be here to talk to you about everything that you've found out," he says, as takes my hand and places the paper in it. I look up at him, and he gives me a slight smile.

Right then, the timer goes off, and I reach in to turn my phone off. I cross my arms, and he looks a little bit to the right. "Well, anyways, I'm off. I don't want Mason to slaughter both of us for talking to each other. Even though I've lived my life, and you should start living yours. Email me. I'm always here," he says, and with that, he disappears.

He runs off to the side, out of the neighborhood, and back to wherever he came from. Possibly even hell. I look at the piece of paper that he gave me, which displays the very creative, "arjunpatel12@yahoo.com." I'm debating whether I should throw it away or keep it for later use. As Arjun said, not all people are as perfect as we think they are.

However, by that logic, I can't trust him based on his reasoning. If Mason isn't as perfect as he's portrayed, then neither is Arjun. I don't know how much I'm willing to trust him. But, let's just give it a shot. I take the piece of paper and place it inside my pocket, while continuing to check the mail.

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"For the last time, do we really have to make it such a big deal?" I ask, as Mason turns off the gas stove.