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“I at least want you to tell me what is going on. I find it hard to believe that there is something going on there that I can't help you with.”
I finally just told him that it was a girl at school that kept messing with me.
“Why is it different now? I remember you saying something about her before.”
“It's different because I learned more about her. She is dangerous and she hurt someone that I care about.”
That got his attention, but I didn't want his attention from that.
“Dad, I'm really not wanting to get into it with you. You called and I was just trying to let you know that everything's fine. I don't know if you'd gotten a call or something, and I didn’t want you to worry.”
“Why would I get a call?”
“Because I'm going to miss a couple of classes. Sometimes they will call the number that you put down on the paperwork because they want to make sure that you're going to come in or that you realize you're missing class or something. I don't know. I just wanted to check in. I am going to take off for a week or two, and I will give you a call when I get there, alright?”
He agreed, but to be fair I hadn't really given him much of a choice. It wasn't like I was asking for his permission or that I even needed it. I was an adult after all, even if I did defer to him more than I probably should have. He just knew more and had more wisdom. Which meant that he tended to make better decisions than I did.
I got off the phone with him and even though I had talked about my plan like I was so sure of it, I wasn't. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, just that I needed to get away. Chelsea was not only going to not get in trouble, but she was going to be emboldened by the fact that she had gotten away with it. I did not want to be around her when she had even more courage to do what she wanted.
It was silly, but I practically snuck back into my own dorm to get a bag of things. I almost bumped right into Chelsea, her coming home a little bit after I got in the room I'd been staying in for the last couple of months. I heard her talking to one of her minion friends, and this feeling of anger and dread and so many more emotions passed through me quickly. I don't think I'd ever really hated someone before, but Chelsea had changed all of that.
I tried my best not to think about Dennis. He did not seem to be all that worried about Chelsea or the danger that she posed, but I did not have the same feeling about it. He kept calling and I kept ignoring him. I knew that eventually I would have to talk to him, but what was I even going to say?
