My Dear Bully (boyxboy)

17. My Brilliant Solution

It's Sunday.

I'm on my way to Evan's house.

After hours of pondering I decided that the best course of action was to try and fix what broke.

So here I am. In the car. On my way to his house.

I still don't know how to face him.

It's foolish to wish that I won't run into him when I'm actually going to his house.

The car turns. We're almost there.

I walk over to the door and ring the bell.

Evan's Mom, Mrs. Mason, opens the door.

'You came for Evan, right? He's out with a few of his friends. But do come in'

He's not home! He is actually not home.

'Yes, Ma'am'

I enter the house. Mrs. Mason leads me to the dining table.

'Chocolate milk? You didn't get to have any yesterday'

'Sure'

I sit there awkwardly as she takes the milk out of the fridge.

'You don't have to worry about what happened yesterday, its not a big deal'

'May I ask a question?'

'Sure'

'What exactly did I break yesterday?', I ask

Mrs. Mason takes a deep breath and then smiles.

'You see, his dad died about a year ago. It was something that he left behind. Evan just took an unhealthy liking to it, that's all.'

It was something that important to him. I broke something that meant a lot to him. That's why he cried.

I made him cry

'Cheer up, young man. It was an accident. No one blames you for that', She reassures me.

'May I have the broken parts?', that's what I'm here for, after all.

'Sure. May I ask why?' I didn't expect her to comply.

'I can fix it'

'Oh, there's no need for tha-

'It's alright. I want to'

She looks surprised for some reason. Was I rude?

Mrs. Mason places the glass with milk on my table

And she walks up to his bedroom.

I down the contents of the glass as she comes back.

'Here you go', She says, handing over a paper bag with the broken bits.

'Thank you' I say giving her back the glass as I get up to leave.

'Don't you have something you want to tell Evan', She says as I'm about to leave the door

'Ma'am, please don't tell him that I was here', It's best if he doesn't know.

'Sure, See you around. Kay?'

'Yea. Thanks again'. I say as I walk away.

I sit in the car as I examine the contents. 

I hope this'll make up for it.