Page 94 of Creeping Beautiful

How do you know he did something? Maybe Adam did something?

Indie. You’re making me tired.

I’m just saying!

What. The fuck. Happened?

…

Indie?

I think you should just… talk to McKay.

Why?

Because I told him everything already and he didn’t freak out. It’s not a big deal.

But you’re here. In front of me. Why can’t you just tell me?

It’s just not a big deal. OK? Things just… happen. Sometimes. Accidents, you know, and—

Oh. My God. No. Tell me this is not—

It was an accident! I swear! And I didn’t even know for sure until last week!

You’re pregnant, aren’t you.

We only did it once and he didn’t even come inside me. He came on my—

Oh, my God. Nope. Nuh-uh. I don’t want to hear this. This interview is over.

SESSION #WHO-GIVES-A-FUCK NOTES

SESSION NOTES

These notes will be informal since this wasn’t a regular interview. More of a fact-finding mission. Indie and I did talk more after I turned the recorder off. She didn’t want to go back out and face Adam, but she did want me to check on Nathan. So she waited in the office while I went out and made sure Adam and McKay didn’t kill that little fuck.

Unfortunately, they did not.

So when I came back in, I told Indie he was fine. Which was a slight exaggeration because it was clear that Adam took a hit to the face, and that means that Nathan took at least one punch, if not more. And there was no way to find out how much damage Adam did. Also, McKay was missing. So he might be over there killing the asshole as I record this.

Indie is up in her room and Adam is sitting on the porch, making sure she does not sneak out. She admitted that’s how she met up with Nathan the night before she left for school.

I feel bad for Adam. I really do. He’s doing his best. Indie has not been the easiest child to raise. I might’ve painted the earlier sessions in a slightly optimistic and positive slant.

She has been… difficult. And while she is mostly settled now, and reasonable, every once in a while, she does something reckless and harmful. To other people, but also to herself.

I’ve been reluctant to go into detail about those incidents because they all happened after the Company went down and I figured this was no longer a professional study, but more of a private one meant to help her and not be a guidance document for future generations of Company kids.

I think what I’m trying to say is… we maybe all forgot who and what she really is. And now she is most definitely pregnant. She showed us her little pee stick she managed to buy a few days ago while she was still at school. And actually, she had six of them. Apparently, she didn’t want to believe she was pregnant, which leads me to conclude this actually was an accident. But… Company kid gets pregnant and has another Company kid—that was the one thing Adam and I were trying to avoid back on that day when he bought Indie. I will spell it out for you—she was not meant to be a concubine and have good little Company babies.

And now Adam is telling me that Nathan is probably Company too. Never trained, obviously. But it’s not the nurture I’m worried about here, it’s the nature. His genetics with her genetics equals Company kid.

I want to fucking drink myself into unconsciousness right now.

Bottom line: Nathan St. James is a problem. We can deal with the baby, but he’s a whole other matter. Because it’s clear from the incoherent babbling I got out of Adam before I came back in here to write notes that Adam thinks that kid is up to something.

I will find out more later, but right now Indie has priority.