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PREVIOUSLY ON CALEB'S MIND:
the government is unaware of Caleb's existence.....he was kept a secret, a very dangerous one.
" what experience? ", Merylin asked......., "Caleb wasn't the only special child".
Merylin's mom.....just doesn't like me and still wants me transfered.
Mr Patrick, he seems to be the only one I know that has a substantial amount of information about me.
Something's amiss, "who is there!", I said as a man walked out of my cupboard, "hi Caleb!".
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"why are you here?", I asked quite surpised to see him.
A tall white man, wearing a mask built with a voice enhancer, apparently to conceal his identity, he had gloves on as well, kinda like an assassin.
"I am here for you; here to help you", he replied, "you snuck into my house, wearing a mask and a voice enhancer and claim to be of help; the fact you took the pain to do this in this manner, tells me you know about me...", I said to him, "yes I do, I know everything about you", he interrupted, "..so why come up with such a dumb approach?", I said to him and he began to chuckle, "now tell me, who are you?", I said to him aloud trying not to raise my voice above the level Merylin and her mom would hear, "all would be answered if you come with me", he replied, "can you just listen to yourself!?", I asked irritated, "what if there was a threat attached to my kind offer", he said as I heard Merylin's mom approach my room , "someone's coming!", I said, "think about it!; see you soon!", he said and swiftly got out of the room through the window.
"Caleb!", Merylin's mom said knocking on my door, "may I come in?", she asked, "..come in", I said still looking at the window, "are you okay?", she asked noticing my expression, "am okay", I replied;"well I just came to apologize for earlier", she added, I looked at her face as she obviously tried to fake a smile, I said nothing and went to sit on my bed, "how did your day in school go?", she asked.
All that buzzed in my head was; why she was pretending to care, I could smell the fear reeking down her spine, what is the point of all of this?
"it was okay!", I replied, "okay", she said and was walking out of my room and stopped all of a sudden, and turned around, "you know what! Am going to put a foot down on this, I am trying to care and you still acting cold to me!", she said now p_ssed, as her heart beat increased.
She was scared but ready for anything, I stared at her speechlessly, "my therapist said I should always speak my mind, so here it goes; I am scared of you!.....yeah you heard me, I am!. I fear that you are cursed and as such would curse anything that you come in contact with, that's why I have always wanted you far away from my family as possible; but they, for some reason like you and I can't change that, so I have to live with it!.", Mrs Vixus spoke out from the depths of her heart as I watched speechlessly, "the fact I am a Christian makes it harder to make the decision I really want to make", she added.
Here we go again with these guys and their Christianity bullcr_p!! Same sh_t mother Madeline was saying while maltreating me, "I wouldn't even have been giving you food, if not for Jesus Christ", "Christianity is the reason I even come close to you", she would say those and many others all under the umbrella of being a bloody Christian.
This is one of the reason I hate the one they pray to, God; they claim he thought them how to do what they do; in other words he thought them how to be a bunch hippocrates! Under the canopy of his said to be good will, as told in the bible they solemnly preach about. it's all annoying, it's a kinda nice to see qMrs Vixus decided to come clean.
"I really want you gone, I just don't want to be seen as a bad person, and this is actually Carl's chance of having a son, so their many reasons why I can't get rid of you, so I am actually trying to work with it, am trying to get close to you, but you are making things really difficult for me", she added panting.
I watched and said nothing, I knew even before she spoke that this were her true intentions, "I just spoke my mind, aren't you at least going to say something!!?", she asked kinda p_ssed, I said nothing as I felt her get even more p_ssed, "I knew this was a waste of time!!", she said walking towards the door, obviously really mad and frustrated, "....I understand", I said and she paused; melted by my utterance, "a strange supposedly cursed kid living in your house, a house you built in love and the fear of God; and now, you fear that all your hard work will go down the drain, and the worst part is you feel paralyzed; helpless, like you can't do anything about it; because doing something might actually worsen the situation", I said as she turned and stared at me in awe, "...wow", she uttered in relief, as her heart for the first time, was beating steadily around me, "...that's it", she said as she slowly began today walk to where I was, "...you even understand me better than the therapist", she added as she got closer to where I was sitted, and sat next to me, "I can't say for a fact that I am cursed, all I can tell you is that I mean no harm, not to you, not to anyone in this house", I said to her as she sat there speechless, as tears rolled down her cheeks.
The living room's door opened as Mr Vixus walked in, "angels am home!!", he called from the front door, Mrs Vixus and Merylin, who was bathing didn't hear him, "angels!!!!", he called again louder than he did before, "Carl's back!!", she said alarmed, "Katherine!", I called and she paused, "thank you", I said as she stood still for a while, frozen by my words, and walked out of the room quietly and gently trying to stop crying.
After hearing Mrs Vixus, I figured, I have really been thinking like I use to, but suddenly it feels like my senses are better than they were.
Back to the original line of thought, the man that just left my room; there's no point wondering why he was here, as stupid as it was he was quite straight forward with his motives, what am really interested in, is how he got in hear so quietly and all through my stay in the house able to conceal his presence, so much so that not even a heart beat was heard from him when I was with Merylin, and then how he left so swiftly.
I stayed in my room sitted on the window pave where I normally sit thinking about these things when I heard a knock on the door, "Caleb!", Mr Vixus called, "come in!", I said and he came in, " I just came to check up on you, are you ok?", he asked, " I am", I replied, "how was school?", he added, "it was...ok", I replied , "alright", he said with a shade of disappointment in his voice as he shut the door, "Mr Vixus!", I called and without a delay the door was opened swiftly, "yes?", he said, "I have a question I would like to ask?", I said to him, "and what is that?", he asked as he walked into the room, "....what do you know about me?", I asked, "hmmmmmm", he uttered and paused for awhile, ".....well I know you are gifted, I know your skin and some other parts of your body work differently", he said as he chuckled briefly and looked into thin air supposedly thinking, "what parts and how?", I asked, " the church didn't mention, but aren't you in a better position to tell me about that?", he added, "what did the church tell you?", I asked ignoring the previous question, "I was told about a gifted child who was homeless, I asked about his gift, but they refused to tell me; the church was keeping you a secret from the world", he replied, "the government to be precise, I know the government are going to Ill treat you, if they lay their hands on you, but I still feel there's another motive for it, because until recently, you've been locked up pretty well", he added, "if the churches motive was to for the government not to exploit you, they would have giving youup a long time ago", he explained, "an that's all you know about me?", I asked, "yes"' he replied, "aren't you hungry?", he asked, "I just had toast", I replied, "okay; if you need anything don't hesitate to ask", he said and walked away.
The following morning I was up and ready for school, I laid on my bed listening to all the activities that went on in the house; the noise had gone down alot, the rain had stopped falling; and had left behind chills and puddles.
Merylin had finished and was walking towards my room, "Caleb!", she said knocking on my door, I opened the door, dressed and ready to go; on seeing me her heart skipped a beat in shock, cause I was standing behind the door when she opened the door, "...let's go eat", she added, and I followed her to dinning.
"Good morning angels!", Mr Vixus greeted, "good morning daddy", Merylin said and pecked his forehead, "Caleb?", he said seemingly expecting a response from me, "...good morning sir", I replied standing and realizing that my stool and mini table was no more, "looking for something?", Mrs Vixus said smiling; I said nothing as I stared at them: her, her also smiling husband and Merylin who was also smiling, but more of surprise than excitement, "come join us!", Mrs Vixus added.
I sat with them and we ate breakfast together; to be honest I wasn't comfortable, it just felt awkward as they all smile and ate; to Mr Vixus, this was the picture of a perfect family, to me, it all felt like one big pretense, because no one was really comfortable.
When we were done eating, we went on our various ways, Mr Vixus in his car to work, and I and Merylin, with Mrs Vixus; she dropped us at school and drove off to her own work, and I and Merylin went in.
To our surprise students were littered all over the place like sheeps without shepherd, it was obviously not normal, I could tell from the confusion on Merylin's face, and the whaling and sobbing studentd, it was clear that something was wrong.
As we schemed through the crowd that stood disorderly along the hall way, I tried to pick up words from the crying students, but couldn't make up anything from what they were saying because they were so many and some weren't uttering real words even, "Mary!", Merylin called aloud on seeing Mary crying next to a locker, "what happened?", Merylin asked, "..it's Mr Patrick", she said crying, "what happened to Mr Patrick?", Merylin asked the obvious as tears ran down her eyes, "Mr Patrick is dead Merylin", she replied crying; Merylin hugged her friend and the both of them began to cry.
I couldn't help but feel like I had something to do with his death, he was sound and healthy yersterday.
As I stood there thinking, the place suddenly became quiet, as a woman walked down the hallway, she seemed to have been crying like the rest of the students, for her eyes were swollen and had dark spots underneath them; she's definitely not a teacher because the students by now should be used to their teachers and wouldn't stare the way they are at a teacher, her eyes alone tells me that this woman had been crying all through the night; which brings me to a suitable conclusion: this is Mr Patrick's wife,
"I am looking for Caleb", she said aloud as everyone turned to me, they needed not to point at me for her to know I was the one, "Caleb?", she said now standing in front of me as all the students stared at us.
To be honest, I was absolutely unsure and for one of the rare times confused as I looked into her eyes, the windows of her broken soul.
"...yes?", I replied, "come with me", she said and I did, as the students stared and murmured, "what's Mrs patrick doing in school?", "she must be going through alot", "where's she taking Caleb?", they muttered one to another as I followed Mrs Patrick to her late husband's office, "Caleb", she said and shut the door, "Mr Patrick wanted me to give this to you!", she added, giving me a CD, one which she brought out of her bag, and I collected it, she cried alot louder, "why?", she said as I stared at her, "why would someone want him dead!", she whaled, "...I am sorry ma", I said as I went closer to her spreading out my arms for a hug, this seemed like the right thing to do, she obviously haven't had any real person to talk to or cry on, something every mourning person needs.
I know am not supposed to ask this, at least not now, but my curiosity is getting the best of me, "How did he die?", I asked, "....he was killed last night with a slim knife....that pierced his heart; at least that's what the cops got from their autopsy", she replied, "weren't you there", I asked, "I was, but saw a totally different thing", she added, '"what did you see?", I asked, "the killer was a holding anything as long as the said the knife was, "can you describe the killer?", I asked, "..he was quite tall, I couldn't see his face because he was on a mask, he left no fingerprints behind because he had gloves on", she replied.
I was right, it does have something to do with me.
To be continued.....
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