LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 62: CHAPTER 62 – NO MORE LIES
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After taking Dylan away while the latter screamed at the top of his lungs that he was innocent, the butcher left quickly and without saying a word; leaving the two of us, my father and I, alone.
"Let's go to the hotel, Jacob, I need you to tell me some TRUTHS" – my father said with some anger.
In fact, he seemed to be quite angry, but he seemed to be holding back, surely he wanted to argue in a more private place and not here, in the middle of Cairnholm, where anyone could see us, although I sincerely doubt that anyone other than the shepherd and those young people will come this way, however, I understand that he wants some privacy to talk about; I love it too.
We walk slowly towards the hotel in silence, without uttering a single word, the atmosphere between the two of us was tense and anyone could see it perfectly; It seemed that this time I had made him really angry. I swear to you that if I knew where Dylan is, I would join the shepherd in his punishment. I've been fucked up by the lie that until now had completely worked, and as if that were not enough, now my father wants a truth that I still cannot tell him: What should I say to calm him down? I'll improvise.
However, after arriving at the hotel and without even saying a "hello" to Kev, who greeted me quite enthusiastically, we both went to my father's room, who told me to sit on his bed while he was standing, looking at me with a stern expression.
Silence had reigned for a couple of minutes, as if my father was thinking about where he should start scolding me or something.
"Why have you been lying to me all this time, Jacob?" - my father asked suddenly.
"..." – I didn't say anything.
For the moment I will remain silent, mainly to be able to think of a valid excuse that doesn't take us back to Florida instantly.
"Don't you answer me? It is ok, tell me: what have you really been doing all these days? Don't tell me you've been in that filthy orphanage" – my father said angrily.
"At first I kept visiting the orphanage in search of answers, I admit it; but at some point I got bored because I didn't find even a single person on the whole island who knew if anyone had survived that incident" – I said.
"So what have you been doing? And I don't want lies, Jacob, this time I want the truth" – my father said.
But it wasn't more of a request, but he was demanding it to me.
"I've been visiting the whole island" – I said calmly.
The important thing is always to remain calm and speak naturally.
"Do you want me to believe that you have been visiting this small island for days? I don't believe you. For starters, Cairnholm isn't big enough to take that long to see and second, there's nothing else to see here than that museum, therefore, you are lying to me again" – my father said.
Technically I'm not lying to you, just that the Cairnholm I saw wasn't the Cairnholm of 2016, but the Cairnholm of 1940s. But I can't say that at the moment.
"I wasn't visiting Cairnholm, well, at first it was like that, but as you said, soon, I finished everything that Cairnholm had to offer me" – I said.
"And then: What did you see? Where did you go?" - my father asked.
"I've been visiting the forest where the orphanage is located" – I said.
"What? Why would you want to visit that forest? I don't understand it" – said my confused father.
"Since I didn't find anything in the orphanage and no one in Cairnholm knows anything about whether or not anyone survived to the explosion, I decided to take a completely different approach" – I said.
"And what approach is that?" – my father asked.
"I visited the surroundings of the orphanage, you know, to see where Grandpa used to play with his friends from the orphanage; I just did that" – I said with a shrug.
"Do you expect me to believe that all this time you were visiting a forest; from morning to night?" – my father said.
He was not at all convinced, in fact, he seemed angrier now than before, well, he probably thought I was lying to him and that I wasn't telling him the truth.
"The forest is very big, more than you can imagine" – I said.
"Ok, this has gone too far, Jacob, I don't know where you've been all this time, but I'm sick of all this, I'm sick of this damn island, its weather, and your lies, tomorrow we will return to Florida, I can't take it anymore" – my father said.
He said it raising his voice.
"Calm down, I can prove that I tell the truth" – I said calmly.
"Really? Okay, I'll give you one last chance, show me the places you've been visiting and if you manage to convince me, we'll stay, otherwise you can forget about staying here any longer... Tomorrow the ship is not coming, but if you don't manage to convince me, we'll leave when it comes and until then you'll stay with me all the time, I warn you, you'd better be telling the truth or it's over" – my father said.
He seemed a little calmer but no less angry.
"Ok, tomorrow I will prove my innocence to you" – I nodded.
"Now I'm going to leave and don't even think about leaving here, you're punished without dinner and I don't want excuses" - my father said.
Then, he left slamming the door.
[What are you going to do now, host?]
"Nothing, tonight I'll run away; I'm afraid the time has come to go" – I sighed.
[Why don't you show her the places you went with Fiona and the others? With that you could gain some time]
"I thought you were smarter, I can't do that for a number of reasons, the first is that those places are probably no longer there, most likely, the remains of the greenhouse turned to dust long ago and surely the small lake does not even exist at this time, in addition, in the hypothetical case that both continue to exist: Do you think my father would think I've spent whole days in those two places? They are probably in the same condition as the orphanage, no, I'm afraid it's impossible to do that" - I said.
76 years have passed since then. When I went with Fiona, that greenhouse was almost destroyed and now, 76 years later, there is probably nothing left standing, and as far as the lake where I went with Bronwyn... It probably doesn't even exist anymore... And honestly, I don't want to go back to those places, to see them destroyed, seeing the places where Fiona, Bronwyn and I became partners destroyed... It will make a great impression on me despite knowing that on the other side of the loop they are fine, so even if there was a possibility that they still existed... I wouldn't go anyway.
[Yes. You are right; no one who has a minimum of intelligence would believe such an absurd lie]
I didn't want to have to do this, my plan was to wait a couple more weeks and do what I had planned, however, things have changed.
"I didn't plan on this going to turn out like this" – I sighed.
[Sometimes things never go the way you want them to, that's why it's better not to make plans; As a former businessman, you should know that]
"You're right, but I really thought that this time things were going to go well... how naïve I have been" – I said with a sad tone.
I didn't want this to end this way, I wanted to do things right, follow my plan 100%, but life is not easy and things do not go the way you want (in most cases). I should have foreseen that this could happen... Huh?
And suddenly I remembered, I remembered that both in the film and in the book, this event always took place, In the film it was different from the book, but in both the same thing happened... Seriously: Why are you giving me this information if I no longer need it?
[I don't have all the control over your memories, I can simply unlock a few through missions, but sometimes, your memories unlock themselves, at a specific time and under specific conditions, however, it is impossible for any of us to predict what kind of memories will unlock your mind]
"I understand, but if only I remembered what Jacob did afterwards..." – I nodded.
[I don't think you need to remember it to know what he did]
"Surely he also escaped, sooner or later, but surely he also escaped to the orphanage" – I said.
[That's right]
It was logical to think so, think about it, when Jacob's lies were uncovered in both the film and the book, it is obvious that he had to escape, it was the only option he had to continue belonging to the peculiar world, probably, his father also wanted to take him back to Florida, but he escaped and then... What happened next? I don't remember.
Beyond knowing what Jacob could do, I don't remember what happened after he ran away: Couldn't I have really unlocked more memories? Now I've only been left with the option I wanted to avoid the most...
[Don't be discouraged, host, there's good news, too]
"Which ones?" – I asked curiously.
Don't get me wrong; I'm not depressed about having to go live with the Peculiars before I planned, after all, that was my goal since I reincarnated in this world, the reason I was depressed and sad is because I didn't want to have to run away, I didn't want to do something as ugly as abandoning my father without first explaining to him what I was and where I was going but now I won't be able to do it anymore.
[The rewards for kissing Claire]
"That's true. With everything that has happened, I forgot to ask you for the rewards. If you would be so kind as to give it to me, I would appreciate it, so I will cheer up a little before I do what I have to do" – I said.
At least the rewards will cheer me up, or at least I think so because what I was going to do tonight was wrong, very wrong, I would leave my father abandoned without even an explanation: What would my father think after waking up in the morning and realizing that I had run away? What would he do when he saw that no matter where or how long he searched, he would not find me? Would he tell my mother? How would she react? What would happen to my parents in the future? Would they fall into depression? A thousand questions assailed my mind continuously, making me feel sad each time, however, and in spite of everything, I was not going to change my mind; that is what I have decided.