Chapter 68
Marcus
“And what on earth do you think that was for?” My voice was rough, it wasn’t the usual tone I used in speaking to him but this time, it had to change.
“Dad.”
My eyes crinkled and lan breathed out. “I’m sorry but it’s true.”
He had no form of remorse on his face for being so insensitive and rude in my company. Maybe this is one of the reasons Ian can’t work here too,
He’s used to getting things so easy that working for it becomes a hardcore chore. I shook my head and looked at him, his new blonde hair and studs sitting on his ear.
“Son,” I started. “You can’t go about being a nuisance. Not anymore and definitely not here.”
“Why are you acting this way?” His brows arched. “You’re acting weird, Dad.”
“Weird? You call being disciplinary and creating boundaries weird?”
“You don’t get it,” he scoffed back. “It’s just strange.”
“What is strange is how you think acting this way would help you feel better about whatever is in your head. Look, Ian.” stepped forward until I was standing just in front of him. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he tilted his face to me.
“Talk to me. Is it fear causing this or you’re just be in a jerk?”
I needed to know because amongst the things I can tell as a psychologist, I understand how different people take up different coping mechanisms.
“What should I be scared of?”
“Dying, maybe?” I motioned to the seat opposite the desk. “Sit down let’s talk.”
“I don’t want to talk about death or whatever it is you think I’m scared of.”
“Really? Cause it looks like you need to talk about it to feel better. Sit down, now.”
He swallowed hard and took a few strides to the chair before he lowered his stance and exhaled.
“You see? This is where I draw the line.”
He didn’t respond and awkward silence followed. I allowed that sink for a moment, hoping Ian understood how unnecessary it was for him to cause a show at my workplace.
“Anyway, this is about you. Coping mechanism. That is what this is but you don’t have to be a jerk to cope.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Well, I do and I’m letting you know.” I raised my butt and sat on the desk while he sat on the chair.
“Using rudeness as a coping mechanism is not a healthy way to deal with stress or difficult emotions.”
“You have to understand that I know where this is coming from and I can see through you but coping mechanisms that would promote positive communication.”
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I exhaled and then looked at him but he wasn’t responding to me. He gave me a speculative glance so I raised my brow at him. “You want to say something?”
“No.
“Or yes,” he blurted. “Why do I feel like you’re defending Melissi
“Because that’s what’s going on in your head.”
“I’m serious, Dad. You’re defending her and I don’t understand why.”
“I’m not. You may be the reason Melissa got into this company it you’re not the reason she’s still here. She worked her way to where she is and that isn’t because of you.”
I looked at Ian’s face and he let out a tiny gasp. Well, that is the truth. I can’t deny that if Melissa had sent her application and gone through the normal process, there’s no chance that she’d be here.
The HR representative wouldn’t have offered her a possibility to begin with and it would have ended there being that she had no experience with a real job.
Yes, all of that was looked into but the truth still remains that Melissa Kane is doing more than most people her age. Not just about her efficiency, she has a strong control of the native language and her outspokenness gives her an edge.
“Tell me, I mouthed, brushing off everything we’ve said in the past ten minutes. “How does your heart feel?”
“Like it’s about to stop.”
“Son-”
“I’m just joking but having a heart condition isn’t any easy. You know that, Dad.”
I responded with a firm nod. “Fully aware.”
“Yeah, but then- I don’t know, it just feels like I’m slowly fading in my own eyes.”
His mouth downturned and his brows furrowed. I could tell he was having a moment so I shifted closer and let him rest his head on me.
“I’m scared, Dad.”
“I know. I know that, Ian.”
“I really can’t wait to have the transplant done. Just maybe things can feel different.”
“I can’t wait too.”
A moment of silence followed with me doing nothing but patting him gently.
I can’t lie- I’m scared to my bones too. I know he’s going to make it. We went through so many struggles trying to get a donor.
We just have to wait for a few months more and after every inspection is done, Ian would be healthy again.
I couldn’t afford to make him see how hard it was for me so I sniffed back whatever emotion was trying to well in my eyes and hit his shoulder gently.
“What do you think of a moment out with Paul and I?”
He smirked and a smile tugged on his lips. “Can’t miss that for anything.”
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“That’s if you get invited.” He squeezed his brows instantly. “But you just invited mne-
“Maybe.”
“Of course, I’ll be there. I’ve missed his jokes and him telling your to-
“Hnn–hnn,” I hummer, shaking my head in disapproval. “Thank you but you don’t get to reprimand me for shit.”
“Even when it’s for your good?”
Hell, who teaches these kids that sex is good?
I walked back to the chair and plopped while he stopped up his face replaced with a grin. “Do I get to drink?”
I gave him one death stare and he shook his head. “Gotten, no dri
