Shifted by Denis Daniel (top rated ebook readers .TXT) 📖

too bad I was going to miss all this. She hugged me so tight that I almost choked,

“I’m so sorry darling. So sorry, we couldn’t do anything. Tell me you don’t hate us, please?” she said pleadingly and that touched my heart.

“How can I hate you mom? You are the best mother in the whole world.” I hugged her back, and even though I was angry couple seconds ago, feeling her embrace made it all go away.

“I’m sorry son that you have to go like this.” Dad hugged me too afterwards. And that made me feel at ease, maybe it was true that there was nothing they could do.

“Maybe I’ll get some time to visit you guys.” I assumed.

“Let’s hope son, we would love that.” He replied sadly,

“I’ll make dinner while you are starting to prepare your things, okay?” mom suggested and I liked the sound of that, I was a little starved, but I was too shocked before and I didn’t realize I was hungry until now.

“Okay.” I said, then I went upstairs to my room to get my things ready.

When I got in my room, there was too many things I wanted to take with me, I didn’t even know which ones to take and which ones to leave behind. But before I could decide I needed to call some people first; first was my best friend, Nick, and then Mark, Stephan and Vicky; my other friends.

They were surprised all of them, but I had no explanation myself, it felt kind of cliché even to me that I was going to live with my real parents. I didn’t tell that though I just told them I was moving to live somewhere else, explanation, later. Then, I was left with the hard part, calling Christine: I knew she was going to be heartbroken hearing what I had to tell, but I had to, I couldn’t just leave her like that. And among the things that made it really hard for me to leave home was her.

But I guess you can’t have everything. I stared at her name in my phone, not knowing whether to call her or not, after couple seconds the lock went back on. And for a second I thought it would be better not to call her, but then, it would be rude leaving without saying goodbye to her, especially after saying goodbye to everyone else. So I picked up my phone again, and this time I called right away while praying for it to go straight to voicemail, so that it could save me the explanations. But soon after the first ring she picked up,

“Hey babe, I was just thinking about you right now. I wondered when you’ll call me.” She sounded excited and happy for my call. I knew what I was about to tell her would hurt her so much, but I had to tell her.

“Christine I need to tell you something.” I said curtly, I had no way to sugarcoat it, so I said it out right away,

“What is it? You sound strange, are you okay?” all the excitement was now gone and she sounded completely worried, “does it have anything to do with the car we saw earlier.” I would have loved to tell her the whole story but I didn’t.

“I’m leaving tomorrow, I don’t know if I’m going to come back.” I said short and clear, and I knew the news was like a dagger to her heart, but that was the only way I could manage to tell her. She was quiet for almost half a minute without saying anything, I thought she hang up, but the next time she talking her voice was shaky like she was on a verge of crying or something.

“Are you breaking up with me Rick?” she asked quietly and very cautiously, and I was frozen in place with her question because it wasn’t what I expected.

I couldn’t answer it right away, it took me couple seconds and when I finally managed, “No Christine, you know how much I love you. I can never do something like that….” I tried to explain myself.

“Then what is it? And don’t tell me you are going to leave because that is a lie, and I won’t let you leave me like that,” and she was turned to her stubborn self, and there was no way I was going to convince her that it was true that I was going to leave her. But I needed to try, it was the only explanation I had.

I took a couple seconds to let her calm down then I tried, “Christine please, I’m begging you to try and understand me, I’ll never break up with you, but what I’m telling you is true. Tomorrow morning I’ll be leaving to a different place, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever come back; so I wanted to tell you that I’ll always love you and that you’ll always be in my heart.” I paused because the other end of the phone was quiet, like she hang up, “Christine are you there?” I asked suspiciously,

“Why are you doing this to me? You made me fall in love with you so that you can leave right away, I ain’t buying that, I refuse to believe you,” she started to sob, and I wish she didn’t do that because she made me feel guilty while it wasn’t even my fault, I was just as shocked.

“Don’t do that Christine, you know I never wanted to hurt you.” I said in shaky voice because her crying was starting to get into me.

“You don’t do it, don’t you dare act like it’s not a big deal. God damn it Rick, why can’t you understand I love more than anybody I’ve ever loved before, I just can’t accept it, I want you with me, I need you Rick. I’m begging you, not to leave me.” She said through sobs, and made it very hard for me to tell her what I had to, but I had to, to make me a complete monster who broke her heart.

“I wish I could my love, it’s not a decision I can make.” I said while I literally shuttered in pieces inside.

She sniffed couple times and what I heard next was not what I had expected, but I actually deserved it, “You are a real jerk, don’t ever call me or text me and forget you have ever met someone like me, and I’ll do the same,” she was furious, which was the last thing I could expect from her.

“Christine it’s not like what you think, it’s…” I couldn’t finish,

“Goodbye Henrik.” She said then she hang up.

Great, I thought, then suddenly a pulse of rage rushed through me and I threw my phone to the floor which shuttered in pieces, but I didn’t care, I was going to throw it away anyway, if Christine didn’t want anything to do with me, then there was no point of having a phone.

I took my bag and shoved some stuffs in and few pictures of my parents and my brother, and this was officially the worse day of my life, but I had a feeling this wasn’t the only day that would be bad for me. After I’ve got my things ready it was time for dinner, even though, I didn’t feel like eating I had to go there because it was the very last time that I would have dinner like that for a long time, with my real family.

I went down and everyone was already at the table, and even Luke was back, my brother, adoptive brother; the food was saved and everyone was very quiet today. Luke was the only one who acted normal and only because mom and dad didn’t tell him.

“Something is wrong, isn’t it?” he asked cautiously perusing all of us, but none of us wanted to say anything, there was no way we were going to drop this bomb on him, we all knew how much he loved me and cared for me, even though I was just adopted. He would never accept me leaving without any possibility of coming back, “can somebody say something?” he asked again, and both mom and dad looked at me, which led him to look at me as well.

And I guess they were right to expect me to say something because I was the one who was leaving, and the ones who came were my parents, “Tomorrow I’m going to live with my real parents,” I said it short waiting for him to burst, but he laughed instead.

And he said, “but nobody know where you parents are, so that is practically impossible.” He speculated all of us and when he found our faces are serious, now he considered the concept, “why didn’t you tell me until now? That you found them, am I not your brother? Brothers tell each other everything, you used to tell me everything and I always tell you everything, why did you hide it?” he was hurt, I could see it in his eyes.

“Luke. It’s not like that, I found out this evening, they came here,” I said

“And they want to take you right away? What if you refuse?” he was curious and angry, sadly I already tried to refuse and it didn’t work, so it was already a done deal.

“No I can’t, they said it’s important that I leave with them tomorrow.”

“Who do they think they are? They can’t tell you do anything, they don’t even know you.” He said rage fully, but it was too late to get angry,

“Luke, there is nothing we can do.” Dad said calmly,

“Yah, right.” He said through clenched teeth then he pushed his plate and left the table,

I heard him going upstairs angrily because of his steps, he was stomping the floor which made those old woods of the stairs to crack in pain under his feet. Well, looks like I made angry every one of my closest friends. Soon after, I left the dinning as well, I didn’t real feel like eating anymore.

I went to my room to get some sleep before going to wonderland, that’s what I called my real parents place because I didn’t even know where the place was. But I couldn’t get myself to sleep because of Luke, I didn’t want him to be angry at me, so I woke up and went to his room to explain things.

I knocked on the door and waited for couple minutes for him to respond. At first I thought he won’t want to see me, but I hoped that he would open the door for me, and as I hoped he asked,

“Who is it?” his voice was filled with anguish, so I hesitated for a second but I responded,

“It’s me.” I said quietly and cautiously; Luke is one of those people with blazing anger, you definitely don’t want to cross his path when he is in that mood.

“Come in, it is open.” He was calmer now, and it was comforting to know that he wasn’t angry at me as I thought,

I went in and he was playing with his video game, just like I expected. He always played his video games whenever he was upset,

“Can I join you?” I asked charmingly one of the tricks I always used to make him calm.

“Sure.” He said curtly while his eyes were fixed on the screen.

It bothered me though, I picked up my pad and then, he set the game for two players. And during this time, he didn’t say a single word to me. We were playing car racing game, the one game that I knew to play so well, and the only game that we played together. I didn’t real like his other violent games, that’s why this was the only game we played together. I won the first three games we played without talking to each other, but then I tried to make a conversation,

“Man! You are getting real slow these