I made sure to close all curtains and he actually came to our house. Mom opened the door and asked him what nonsense he was about to do now. He was flustered. She was friends with his wife and she been talking nonstop about how he has been absent. He asked if he could come in. Mom told him that he better turn around and go home. He is unwelcome. He stared like mom slapped him. He had one question. Why was the curtains closed. Mom explained that there are peeping toms all over the place. Closed curtains means some sense of safety. He blinked a few times and mom said she will count to five and get a restraining order. He walked away as mom picked up her cellphone. He knew he would be seen as a troublemaker so he walked away. His head was filled with hope that I am one of them. Which I was but like I said I won't give him the satisfaction.
As he enters the house his wife started yelling at him for harassing mom. She thinks he has changed for the worst. She knows he is upto something. If he is doing anything that she seems illegal then he has an hour to pack his stuff and leave. What he seems illegal is irrelevant ever since she discovered he is a Federal agent. He went upstairs and kept staring out the window. I did the laundry. And started on my homework. I put the clothes in the dryer and looked out the window. To my surprise he was still there. He was so determined that he had just stayed put. He had his eye fixed on our house. I told mom and she didn't believe till she looked out the window. She was furious. She called her friend and I let slip that I saw social media about pedophiles are roaming around. She needs to be careful. Mom and her friend talked.
She walked and saw him staring. He was told to stop staring since his behaviour resembles child molesters. He walked away from the window and asked who told her he was watching. She stared indignantly and he walked away. And he asked again. She asked if he was doing this to get noticed. Because everyone has told her that he is a different person now. He has pictures of teenagers on their shared laptop so she is thinking he needs to leave before she calls the authorities. He first refused to justify his actions. She told him to leave. He then tried to say that they are missing girls he is trying to find. She retorted that he is not behaving like they were missing. He behaved they were alive and well. Also he was seeing them everyday. His face gave it away and he was told to leave or she is calling her brother who was in the next bedroom sleeping. The guy woke up asking why they were yelling. He told him to go back to sleep. She made the mistake of saying he behaved just like a pedophile.
His sleep snuffed out like a birthday candle. The man grabbed him by the shirt and threw him out of the house. He threatened him with a restraining order and to post his face all over the city and the internet. There will popup ads with his face on it. The fed threatened to sue but they promised to have arrested first. He had no choice but to leave. He couldn't go in to get his stuff. The wife went upstairs and chucked everything out of the window. He was given a garbage bag to put his things in. He had to walk away. He got in his SUV and drove away. They both went inside to search for his things and any possible evidence of his infidelity. She called an hour later. Mom was pleased to hear the good news. She invited the siblings over for dinner. I excused myself since I could infect them. So dad made sure I ate mine before he nudged me upstairs as he can lock the doors for good measure. So if anyone wants to go upstairs they have to pick the lock to get to me.
I took a shower and was walking to my room when I heard someone fiddling with the locks. I used the tablet on the wall to check the cameras. The Fed was back. I texted dad that an intruder was picking the lock. Dad and mom came to ask him why he was trying to pick the lock. He asked who was upstairs. Mom answered, "My daughter" His attitude as he asked for an opportunity to know me better left everyone shell shocked. His wife was shocked that he would do such a thing. Mom promised to press charges but he couldn't say a word to overrule or defend himself since his wife interrupted him. Her brother dragged him out of the house. He tried to pry himself loose but he didn't let go until they were out on the street. He let out a cry of frustration. She started yelling at him for being a really horrible person. She openly called him a deranged lunatic.
And the old lady across the street started to panic so her cute little granddaughter called nine one one. An old man a few doors down yelled at her to shut up since he is trying to sleep. His daughter said that she had the police too. The Fed told her that she made a huge mistake. The police came and he tried to escape but his wife called her husband a psycho. He tried to defend his actions but dad came out with his tablet to show them the security logs. They saw what he did and the officer arrested him for breaking and entering. The brother was hard at work to ensure he broadcasted the incident on Instagram live. He made sure to message people he knew. Most of them were real reporters. This made the eight o'clock news. Social media was going crazy. The FBI officially fired him. He had to had to handover his badge and gun. This was a temporary setback for him. I knew he will return. He will be back just like The Terminator. This time with friends. He would convince his friends to follow me. I had to search and destroy anything he could use to justify the need to invade my life. The only thing that came to mind was the recent sketches.
So I waited till my parents were asleep. I took a deep breath and ripped them to pieces. Then laid them in a box like they were kindling. I grabbed a big bag of marshmallows, Graham crackers and a Hershey's chocolate bar. I calmly walked into the living room and placed the papers first. Then I put a little pine resin on top and set it on fire. I made sure to burn it all. I was careful not to leave anything behind. I slowly began adding twigs when I was satisfied that the ashes of the paper. I added logs and waited for them to burn. I did memorize the sketch of the crashed airplane. For some reason it felt relevant. Once the logs caught fire I took the poker to cook the marshmallows to my made S'mores. I cleaned up after eating a dozen. I quiey went upstairs to get some sleep. I couldn't so I sat in yoga pose and tried again. I took a moment to look outside. I saw the pool being made. I was happy I was that I destroyed that rock.
The truth hit me like a wrecking ball. Fear overtook me as I remembered I destroyed it. I remember dad using tools to take it out but he had failed. If that guy finds out about the rock then he will have cause to harass me. I checked the tablet outside my bedroom door. The good news is it doesn't log who checks the security footage. The security camera can't record audio. On that particular my dear dad actually switched off all the cameras in and of the house for a routine maintenance. There was no proof I did anything. I had to peak out to double check if the neighbours had any cameras. I recalled the neighbors had cameras but they were all indoors and on doorbells to catch burglars, squatters and Trevor. He once destroyed a priceless painting and a Mercedes Benz all because he was bored. We all have a restraining order but he walks in like the houses were written down in his grandma's will. He randomly show up to do whatever he pleases. He is called the walking Richter scale. I was happy knowing that no one saw me but some primordial part of me wanted to be sure. So I tried but I couldn't delve into their memories. I will have to figure anyone saw me or not. I had to do it discreetly. Tomorrow I must figure out how to sift through memories.