apology.”
“No!” she replied forcefully. “You don’t owe me anything. Uncle Enrique was being a jerk.”
“No, no, no,” replied Test. “He wasn’t trying to do anything but get to know me better. I could have handled that way differently.”
There was a slight pause on the line.
“I don’t know Chance. I don’t blame you for getting upset. Trust me; I know exactly how you feel.”
Test exhaled deeply into the phone.
“I’m sorry. Now I’m being a pain,” said Alyssa.
“No you’re not,” replied Test. “ You trust me. I’m very happy to hear your voice right now.”
Test could here her giggle gently and it brought a smile to his face.
“So,” she asked with quivering voice. “Did you mean what you said last night?”
“Oh, God,” replied Test, struggling to remember the entirety of the conversation. “Which part?”
“The part about doing dinner again sometime?” she asked nervously.
“Oh, yeah…I don’t know if…”
Before Test could finish his sentence, Alyssa interrupted. “I’m talking about just you and me this time. No Uncle E or Aunt Julie.”
Test wanted it so badly, but he couldn’t help but to hesitate. He let himself fall back onto the bed, and ran a hand through his hair. The cut on the back of his head was now dried and scabbed over.
“Tell you what, let me think about it, okay?” he asked.
“Yeah…sure…that sounds okay,” she replied was a hint of disappointment.
Test’s heart sank. The last thing he wanted to do was make her feel bad, but in this moment, it was the best thing that he could do for either of them.
“Are you going to be at work tomorrow?” she asked.
“Yeah; I’ll be there.”
“Promise?” she asked sweetly.
Test melted. “I promise.”
“Okay then. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Definitely,” he replied.
“Good night, Chance.”
He held the phone tightly in his grip and could hear the digital signal drop as she closed her cell phone. The phone call had changed his mental state drastically. He was now filled with a giddy, youthful sensation that forced him to smile. He wanted to embrace it, but he remained cautious. The events of the last twenty four hours were going to be difficult to cover. The marks and bruises on his body had to be explained, and he knew that he was going to have to tell the story to everyone on the crew. In truth, the only one that he was worried about was Alyssa.
Chapter 7
The walk to Enrique’s office was long and painful, both mentally and physically. Test had slept through the night, and awoke in the morning with his body reminding him of the previous day’s abuse. The walk had done him some good as his muscles loosened with each step, and by the time he arrived at the office, he had forgotten about the physical pain. Now he was left with the mental challenge of facing Enrique, the crew, and Alyssa.
As he approached the door, he could see James standing in the doorway. He was straight faced and shaking his head in disapproval. Test reached for the door, but James had already begun to push it open for him.
“What’s goin’ on?” asked James in a displeased voice.
Test avoided eye contact. Instead he slipped by him, leaning away with his head down.
“Nothin’ much,” he replied as he sheepishly glanced back to James. He let his hair hang like a shield over his eyes.
Standing by the coffee pot was the rest of the crew, all except Enrique and Alyssa. Jordan was leaning against the end of the counter while reading the morning newspaper. Test’s eyes instantly caught the headline and the sight of it took his breath.
Impact Sight a Mystery. Meteor Suspected Culprit.
With mild relief, he exhaled quickly, only to notice Rob standing proudly next to Jordan with his arms crossed. Slapping Eric on the chest, he pointed to Test as he walked towards them.
“Well look who decided to show up today!” spouted Rob in his usual arrogant way.
Test ignored him and continued
“No!” she replied forcefully. “You don’t owe me anything. Uncle Enrique was being a jerk.”
“No, no, no,” replied Test. “He wasn’t trying to do anything but get to know me better. I could have handled that way differently.”
There was a slight pause on the line.
“I don’t know Chance. I don’t blame you for getting upset. Trust me; I know exactly how you feel.”
Test exhaled deeply into the phone.
“I’m sorry. Now I’m being a pain,” said Alyssa.
“No you’re not,” replied Test. “ You trust me. I’m very happy to hear your voice right now.”
Test could here her giggle gently and it brought a smile to his face.
“So,” she asked with quivering voice. “Did you mean what you said last night?”
“Oh, God,” replied Test, struggling to remember the entirety of the conversation. “Which part?”
“The part about doing dinner again sometime?” she asked nervously.
“Oh, yeah…I don’t know if…”
Before Test could finish his sentence, Alyssa interrupted. “I’m talking about just you and me this time. No Uncle E or Aunt Julie.”
Test wanted it so badly, but he couldn’t help but to hesitate. He let himself fall back onto the bed, and ran a hand through his hair. The cut on the back of his head was now dried and scabbed over.
“Tell you what, let me think about it, okay?” he asked.
“Yeah…sure…that sounds okay,” she replied was a hint of disappointment.
Test’s heart sank. The last thing he wanted to do was make her feel bad, but in this moment, it was the best thing that he could do for either of them.
“Are you going to be at work tomorrow?” she asked.
“Yeah; I’ll be there.”
“Promise?” she asked sweetly.
Test melted. “I promise.”
“Okay then. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Definitely,” he replied.
“Good night, Chance.”
He held the phone tightly in his grip and could hear the digital signal drop as she closed her cell phone. The phone call had changed his mental state drastically. He was now filled with a giddy, youthful sensation that forced him to smile. He wanted to embrace it, but he remained cautious. The events of the last twenty four hours were going to be difficult to cover. The marks and bruises on his body had to be explained, and he knew that he was going to have to tell the story to everyone on the crew. In truth, the only one that he was worried about was Alyssa.
Chapter 7
The walk to Enrique’s office was long and painful, both mentally and physically. Test had slept through the night, and awoke in the morning with his body reminding him of the previous day’s abuse. The walk had done him some good as his muscles loosened with each step, and by the time he arrived at the office, he had forgotten about the physical pain. Now he was left with the mental challenge of facing Enrique, the crew, and Alyssa.
As he approached the door, he could see James standing in the doorway. He was straight faced and shaking his head in disapproval. Test reached for the door, but James had already begun to push it open for him.
“What’s goin’ on?” asked James in a displeased voice.
Test avoided eye contact. Instead he slipped by him, leaning away with his head down.
“Nothin’ much,” he replied as he sheepishly glanced back to James. He let his hair hang like a shield over his eyes.
Standing by the coffee pot was the rest of the crew, all except Enrique and Alyssa. Jordan was leaning against the end of the counter while reading the morning newspaper. Test’s eyes instantly caught the headline and the sight of it took his breath.
Impact Sight a Mystery. Meteor Suspected Culprit.
With mild relief, he exhaled quickly, only to notice Rob standing proudly next to Jordan with his arms crossed. Slapping Eric on the chest, he pointed to Test as he walked towards them.
“Well look who decided to show up today!” spouted Rob in his usual arrogant way.
Test ignored him and continued
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