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Date Posted: Thursday, January 06, 05:56:19pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 107+" on Saturday, January 01, 10:10:07pm
Nikita walked into the kitchen and sat down as she looked at Michael. “You need to go.”
Michael jerked his head up and looked across at Nikita. “What?”
“You need to go to your new lab,” Nikita declared as she opened up the instruction manual to her camera and flipped through the pages again as she had been doing for the past few days. It had been almost two weeks since the lab was taken out of the house.
“You need to let Davenport introduce you to Whitney Huwe,” Michael countered as he looked over at Nikita. Nikita turned her head to the side. “Michael…”
“If you are going to get on me about going to the lab, then I’m going to get on you about learning how to use that camera,” Michael challenged Nikita. For a moment, he thought he had won.
“You are only staying because you are afraid of what I will do here by myself. I think since we got the chair delivered that we have had a good system in place. On Sunday when we passed those kids in the park, I stopped and told you everything that I remembered in those moments. I have held up my side of the deal,” Nikita firmly pointed out as she had tears forming in her eyes. Michael shook his head slightly. He wanted to tell Nikita that she was wrong with why he wasn’t going to the lab.
But that wouldn’t be the complete truth.
Nikita waited and then stood up as Michael couldn’t respond. She was about to leave when Adam came into the house, back from school. “What’s going on?”
“Just a disagreement,” Nikita answered before Michael could speak up. Nikita saw no use in not telling Adam the truth. He could see it with his own eyes.
“But you are to be at the photography class,” Adam blinked his eyes and looked at the calendar on the refrigerator. Then he saw the book and looked at Nikita. “You don’t like the gift.”
“Adam…” Michael snapped and Nikita raised her hand to Michael. She had a feeling this was going to come back and haunt her and she should have done something before today. Michael said that he wouldn’t be disappointed in Nikita if Adam was disappointed in her, and she was going to set the record straight.
“Come sit down, Adam,” Nikita spoke as she motioned for Adam to sit down in the chair next to his father. He stomped over as he dropped his book bag. He slumped and crossed his arms over his chest. “You could have taken it back and got something you liked… like clothes or something.”
“Adam,” Nikita spoke carefully as she sat down. “I love the gift.”
“But?” Adam sarcastically spoke as he rolled his eyes while shaking his head slightly.
Nikita swallowed and leaned forward. “I went to the first class. Benny may have been a nice man to you and Walter… but he is a bit different towards women.”
“What?” Adam frowned and shook his head. “There were women in there.”
“Adam, listen to Nikita,” Michael directed and Nikita shot a glare at Michael. She placed her hands on the table and looked at Michael slowly. “I have this, Michael.”
Michael was sure that Nikita just had provided her first verbal slap to him with that tone. He leaned away from the table and lifted his hands, indicating visually that he wasn’t going to interrupt again. Nikita turned her focus slowly from Michael to Adam. “Some men… can be pretty cruel to some women that they might be attracted too… and it wasn’t just me in the class that this happened too. But I took the brunt of it so the girl who was a senior in high school didn’t have too.”
“So? He was giving you attention,” Adam rolled his eyes slightly. Nikita exhaled slowly and then leaned forward to Adam. “He was more than giving attention… and he didn’t teach me anything because he used me as his model. That’s not a class I want to be in.”
Adam seemed to understand some of this and he unfolded his arms. “So you lied to me?”
“I never said that I was going to class last week…”
“I assumed that it was because of the previous week and you were going back today,” Adam interrupted and Michael jerked to say something until he saw the warning from Nikita’s bright blue eyes.
“I did talk to Davenport…”
“I don’t want him teaching you!” Adam hissed as he jumped to his feet.
Nikita shook her head. “Why not?”
“God, he is already in this house enough….” Adam huffed and Nikita tilted her head. “You like Davenport.”
“You spend too much time with him,” Adam declared and Nikita was confused. “What?”
“You play that game every night,” Adam pointed out and Nikita nodded her head. “Yeah… Davenport showed me how to play Gin Rummy.”
“And you should be with my dad,” Adam huffed as he left the room before Nikita could even tell Adam that she wasn’t going to have Davenport teach her how to use her camera. Instead, she was stunned that Adam was jealous of the time that Nikita was spending with Davenport, which was at most ninety-minutes each night, while Michael spent time with his son. Nikita looked at Michael. “What just happened?”
Michael was still staring at the hallway, stunned with the way that Adam was acting. He shook his head as he looked at Nikita. “Does he think that Davenport has a crush on you or something?”
“Half the time I swear Davenport is still scared of me…. Like I’m going to send him back to Section if he doesn’t do what I want,” Nikita retorted as she rubbed her forehead. She shook her head slightly. “I’m sorry… I just wanted to tell Adam the truth.”
“I appreciate that,” Michael whispered as he still was stunned. He stood up and rolled his shoulders as he opened the refrigerator to start dinner. Michael turned and looked at Nikita. “He knows that we are sharing a bedroom now… why would he even think you have something going on with Davenport?”
Nikita shook her head slightly as she stood up and picked up Adam’s book bag. His own folder had slipped out and Nikita picked it up while some papers came loose. She grabbed the paper and saw the big red F on the history exam. She glanced over her shoulder to see that Michael was still shocked and trying to figure out dinner. She pushed the paper back into the file and started to wonder if they had just been faked out as a way for Adam to try to get out of telling them, more specifically his father, about the failed test.
“How about I sear up some steaks?” Michael asked as Nikita turned pushed the book bag behind her. “Sounds good…”
Michael turned and sighed as he looked at Nikita. “Don’t worry about Adam… I’ll talk to him later… while you try to beat Davenport in Gin Rummy.”
“No,” Nikita shook her head. “I’m going to try to work this out with Adam now… ok?”
“Come back when you surrender to the pre-teen and let me handle it,” Michael retorted as he turned back to work on dinner.
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