First Encounter
Trapped Within Darkness Part 3 | Choice 5 - The worst phone call
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The Chosen Path - “Call Oliver and tell him”
Trapped Within Darkness
Part 3.5: First Encounter
"Hello?" Oliver said through the other end of the phone.
"H-hey Oliver..." I stammered, unable to calm my nerves.
"What's up bro? Want us to come get you yet?" Over the phone it was hard to tell, but I could hear the excitement in his voice, just as it was there earlier. It was understandable, he had no one else that he was close to. His parents were nice, but they were either always working, resting or going out with their friends. Now we were both about to be entirely alone.
"About that...I confronted my mom. By the time you dropped me off she had already moved all my shit to the new place and when I told her about what we planned she freaked out. I was fighting with her, but I was going to stay no matter what she said,” I told him with pain behind every word.
“So, what does that mean?” Confusion riddled his voice, the excitement gone.
“While we were yelling at each other, she grabbed my wrist incredibly hard and I made a mistake. I fucked up, man. I yanked my arm away which caused her to fall face first into the brick wall and fucked her face up, broken nose and everything.” I paused, waiting to hear what he had to say.
“What, are you expecting me to be upset? Good for you, she deserved it. That’s not even 1% of the pain she has inflicted upon you in recent memory.” He snorted, chastising my mom.
“No, I knew you’d cheer me on for that. Though, it won’t do any good. That pain she loves inflicting upon me, that’s what she’s good at and that’s what she’s doing now. My mom told me she will call the cops to have me arrested for assault and provide them with ‘my stash’ of pills that she is willing to plant on me. She gave me 10 minutes to decide, so I wanted to call you and see what you thought. I can fight to stay, but I will most likely end up in jail." I admitted to him.
"God…your fucking mom…I don't know what to say man. I’m at a loss for words, if I am being honest with you. I want to tell you to fight to stay here, but I think we both know how that ends. It would be selfish of me to ask you to stay and deal with those kinds of consequences. I care too much about you.” His voice was flat, emotion vacated, almost like he was expecting this to be the case. More likely he knew my mom would pull some shit in order to keep me with her, but I could tell that he held out hope earlier.
“I’m not sure…dealing with jail for a little while may be a picnic compared to living with her; especially if it means being able to stay here with you.” I truly considered this as a viable option, and I was not mistaken about how my 17 year old face would be treated in jail.
“You should go, Kolt, keep yourself out of trouble. We’ll always be brothers, no matter the distance. It was worth a try though, wasn’t it?” Despair surfaced in his voice for a moment before fading back to being void of emotion. “I’m sorry you have to deal with this shit man. I can't believe she would do that to you, I mean I can, but still. So I, uh, guess you won't be able to say goodbye to me in person either will you?" he asked.
"I wish, brother. I really do." I told him. Tears brimmed my eyelids, threatening a nervous breakdown.
"Heh, brothers. If only that were really the case. Then everything would be perfect, huh?" I heard him chuckle, a sad one that echoed the cruelty of our situation.
"Yeah, it really would be. Hopefully we can visit each other sometimes, and I am turning 18 soon so I should be able to move back down to be with you.” I told him, in an effort to lighten the mood. “Listen, I gotta go before my cunt of a mother calls the cops on me. I'll call you tomorrow though okay? I'm so sorry Oliver. This night was supposed to go so differently," I apologized. It was sheer torture; I felt so horrible for crushing him like this. I know the real Oliver that hides behind his rebellious, care-free act, the one that is sensitive and caring. I can only hope that this didn’t hurt him more than he could handle.
"Yeah, okay Kolt. You have a lot to deal with, good luck brother. I'll miss you more than you know. Just…one more thing; I’ve never said this before, but I love you man. You are family to me, and no matter where we came from or where we go, you'll always be my brother." he said nervously, as if I would judge him. In all reality, all it did was make this hurt far, far worse.
"Don't make me cry man, I have to keep up the tough guy act, remember? I love you too, never forget that. We will see each other sometime soon, I promise. Talk to you tomorrow." I lightly wept, before I pressed the end call button and buried my head into my hands. Tears streamed down my arms as my hands yanked my hair so hard that my scalp went numb. Pain was the only remedy, and now my only friend. Nothing has ever been so hard. Can I truly go through with this?
You're not good enough for him anyway.
Yeah I know I'm not, not anymore.
He will replace you within the week.
I hope so, he deserves a best friend that could be there for him in the ways I can't now.
You don't deserve anymore friends.
A heartbreaking phone call with Oliver leaves Kolt in a nervous breakdown, questioning if he will be able to go through with leaving everything behind. Do you have the strength to make the choice for him? Find out what your choice means in the next part of Trapped Within Darkness!
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