Chapter 92: RICHARD
I didn’t realize that I was holding my breath until Mrs Helen smiled.
Like fucking smiled, I didn’t know which was scarier, her furious gaze or the smile that came from nowhere. And worse, her smile was kinda forced, and if I’m being honest without motive.
Without a word, she sat down, steepled her hands and said,
"You are alright, boys. My culinary skills are top notch, but you know how we do it. It’s tell time, so indulge me"
Tell time was like a tradition we began years ago from the very first day we had dined together. It was simple, all we had to do was tell Mrs Helen about any latest changes in our lives from the last time we were there.
"Why don’t we start with you, my new favorite?" Mrs Helen added, when none of us made any attempt to begin first.
"You know how it is, Mrs Helen, just living the life of the son of a billionaire, though these days most people think I don’t care or give a damn about responsibility because they feel I don’t know what ’responsibility’ entails" Aaron noted, trying his best not to look at me... the culprit.
I had thought he was over it. That we were now on the same page, but clearly, we weren’t and if Mrs Helen gets a whiff that I’m the ’most people’, I dread what she would do especially now that I’ve doomed myself by passing my position of being the favorite to him.
One time in tenth grade, we had fought. I and Aaron, it was about a particular rumor that had circulated around the school about how Aaron had wet the bed during his sleep. He had told me about it in the locker room when we thought we were alone.
It wasn’t intentional, he had been dreaming. We were all playing 21 at the court near George Park, when he got pressed and went to relieve himself by the court. It was twilight and so darkness concealed him, but unknown to him, he was also doing the act on his bed. Until he woke up, soaked in his urine.
Before lunch break that day, the news had reached every pair of ears in school, and I was the only one he had told about it. He was still planning to tell Chad when the whole school became aware of it.
I tried to convince him that I didn’t snitch on him. That I would never slip, but he was too pissed to see reason, before I could finish the sentence, he was already on me.