get it anyway,” Steven says. I turn to look at him. “It’s out there. It’s just a matter of finding it.”
“Well, you’re not going to use me to do it,” I say, trying to avoid choking up. I turn to Mr. Current. “I quit, Mr. Current.”
He snorts. “You can’t be serious, Dylan. Think of what you’re doing. You’ll never get an opportunity like this again. And I won’t hire you after graduation if you quit.”
My heart sinks. “I know that. But I have enough hours here to graduate. And I’m not going to help you try to convict an innocent man anymore. I’m not going to let you use me to get to him. I sh ould have quit a long time ago.”
Steven and Mr. Current look angry and unsatisfied. I take pride in that as I turn to leave the room. I think the last thing they expected me to do is quit. Two years ago, I may not have been strong enough to. I guess I must be different now, after all.
I turn to look at them one more time as I reach the office door. They haven’t moved. “Thank you for your time,” I say quietly. I open the door and shut it behind me.
I race to my desk to collect my things as quickly as I can. I feel the lump in my throat threatening to put me over the edge. I can’t believe I just quit my dream internship and all chances I had of my dream job. Does that mean the last year and a half without him was really all for nothing?
No, I can’t start thinking that way. I will graduate , after all. And I have Scott.
I need to go tell Jeremy what happened. I throw my bag over my shoulder and run out of the building, not stopping to say goodbye to anyone. I feel bad not being able to explain to Mr. Shuster. But I can’t stay here any longer, I can’t risk losing it in front of these people.
I start running to my car once I’m outside, grateful that I can let at least a few tears escape. I jump into my car and throw my bag over to the passenger’s seat. I’m prepared to immediately drive to Jeremy’s to tell him what happened, but before I start the car, I think about what I’m doing.
I don’t need to run to Jeremy. Why should I? It doesn’t really affect anything since I didn’t tell them a nything they needed to know. Besides, I honestly don’t think Jeremy gives a shit about what’s going on with the case.
But if you don’t go to him about the case, you have no legitimate excuse to talk to him ever again…
Stop!
I’m feeding into him again, letting myself be drawn into his cyclone life. Look what happens when I allow that.
Fuck him.
He and his legal team can handle this without me. I need to focus on handling my own life. And right now, I need to grieve the loss of my dream job. How am I going to tell Scott?
When I open the door I can hear the TV blasting a football game down the hallway. I’m both glad and disappointed that Scott is home already. I could have used a few minutes by myself to calm down, but at the same time, his presence calms me and he always knows what to say to make things right.
I walk towards the living room, inhaling shaky breaths as I silently sob. I’m so overwhelmed with stress that it feels like forever before I finally see the back of his head. It takes him a moment before he realizes I’m there. He turns around and flashes a wide smile at me before looking at my face. His smile fades immediately.
“Baby, what happened?” he says, standing up and walking over to me. He wraps me in his big embrace.
“I quit my internship,” I say into his shoulder.
Scott holds me at arm’s length so he can look into my eyes. “What? Why?”
“They knew. They knew me,” I cry out, holding onto his arms for support. He walks me over to the couch and sits me down on his lap, cradling me in his arms. He soothes me, waiting until I can continue.
I begin to feel better after a few moments. I tell him most of the story of what happened, leaving out that they knew I was already speaking to Jeremy outside of the office. “What am I going
“Well, you’re not going to use me to do it,” I say, trying to avoid choking up. I turn to Mr. Current. “I quit, Mr. Current.”
He snorts. “You can’t be serious, Dylan. Think of what you’re doing. You’ll never get an opportunity like this again. And I won’t hire you after graduation if you quit.”
My heart sinks. “I know that. But I have enough hours here to graduate. And I’m not going to help you try to convict an innocent man anymore. I’m not going to let you use me to get to him. I sh ould have quit a long time ago.”
Steven and Mr. Current look angry and unsatisfied. I take pride in that as I turn to leave the room. I think the last thing they expected me to do is quit. Two years ago, I may not have been strong enough to. I guess I must be different now, after all.
I turn to look at them one more time as I reach the office door. They haven’t moved. “Thank you for your time,” I say quietly. I open the door and shut it behind me.
I race to my desk to collect my things as quickly as I can. I feel the lump in my throat threatening to put me over the edge. I can’t believe I just quit my dream internship and all chances I had of my dream job. Does that mean the last year and a half without him was really all for nothing?
No, I can’t start thinking that way. I will graduate , after all. And I have Scott.
I need to go tell Jeremy what happened. I throw my bag over my shoulder and run out of the building, not stopping to say goodbye to anyone. I feel bad not being able to explain to Mr. Shuster. But I can’t stay here any longer, I can’t risk losing it in front of these people.
I start running to my car once I’m outside, grateful that I can let at least a few tears escape. I jump into my car and throw my bag over to the passenger’s seat. I’m prepared to immediately drive to Jeremy’s to tell him what happened, but before I start the car, I think about what I’m doing.
I don’t need to run to Jeremy. Why should I? It doesn’t really affect anything since I didn’t tell them a nything they needed to know. Besides, I honestly don’t think Jeremy gives a shit about what’s going on with the case.
But if you don’t go to him about the case, you have no legitimate excuse to talk to him ever again…
Stop!
I’m feeding into him again, letting myself be drawn into his cyclone life. Look what happens when I allow that.
Fuck him.
He and his legal team can handle this without me. I need to focus on handling my own life. And right now, I need to grieve the loss of my dream job. How am I going to tell Scott?
When I open the door I can hear the TV blasting a football game down the hallway. I’m both glad and disappointed that Scott is home already. I could have used a few minutes by myself to calm down, but at the same time, his presence calms me and he always knows what to say to make things right.
I walk towards the living room, inhaling shaky breaths as I silently sob. I’m so overwhelmed with stress that it feels like forever before I finally see the back of his head. It takes him a moment before he realizes I’m there. He turns around and flashes a wide smile at me before looking at my face. His smile fades immediately.
“Baby, what happened?” he says, standing up and walking over to me. He wraps me in his big embrace.
“I quit my internship,” I say into his shoulder.
Scott holds me at arm’s length so he can look into my eyes. “What? Why?”
“They knew. They knew me,” I cry out, holding onto his arms for support. He walks me over to the couch and sits me down on his lap, cradling me in his arms. He soothes me, waiting until I can continue.
I begin to feel better after a few moments. I tell him most of the story of what happened, leaving out that they knew I was already speaking to Jeremy outside of the office. “What am I going
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