Putting Up With Dexter

"Why is no one speaking to me? What exactly is going on here?" Kelly screamed in a loud voice as no one said a word to him. Not even Ciara, who was his biological daughter. Like a dumb person, she sealed her lips despite the nasty thing Dexter did to her.

"Since your daughter is afraid to speak, I guess I will just say it," Dexter finally agreed to speak. It took a pause to be certain if Kelly was following up with the conversation.

"Okay. Go on. 

Hit the nail on the head and don't keep me waiting for too long." Kelly consented with a nod, while Ciara hissed. She was yet to understand what Dexter wanted to speak about. 

The last she checked, Dexter was the one that pulled an expensive prank on her. The Dexter she knows would rather die than sell himself out like a piece of trash.

"Hold on a second, Dexter. I need to get this straight. What do you want to talk about? Because I'm yet to see anything that happened between us." Ciara halted Dexter as he was about to speak. They were still unanswered questions bothering her that needed to be addressed immediately. Until they're sorted, her heart will continue to be restless. 

"Do I have to answer that question from you? I want to assume you're pulling my legs, aren't you? What am I even saying? You should be grateful to me that I chose to speak up on your behalf. This is something you lack the guts to achieve. I never expected this gesture from you," Dexter snarled. 

Knowing that Kelly doesn't like Dexter a bit, Ciara sought means to stop Dexter from speaking because she was quite certain that an impending storm might occur if Dexter eventually decides to open his mouth. 

"Dad, nothing happened between us.

Don't listen to anything he says. 

We both know Dexter is a jerk that loves to joke around. They might just be one of those moments." Ciara forced herself to speak.

With an awkward glance from Kelly, Ciara knew her explanation was pointless. "What do you mean by nothing happened between you two? Do you expect me to believe that? Am I some kid that can be easily deceived? Come on, you can do better,"

"Exactly what you heard, Dad. 

Nothing happened, and it should remain that way," Ciara reaffirmed with full confidence.

"I was only searching around for him, just like his father wanted before you showed up," Ciara buttressed. She had no plans to spill everything but due to her father's rage, she had no choice but to do it and save herself from an unnecessary storm.

"Wait a minute.

My father asked you to come get me? Why didn't you tell me?" Out of curiosity, Dexter asked. The shock on his face tells everything about his mood.

"Of course your Father did. I was about to tell you that before you decided to play that expensive prank on me. Perhaps if you had acted a bit mature, we won't have to find ourselves in this situation where we argue like kids," Ciara replied harshly. 

Unknown to them, they just revealed some sensitive information that they thought was hidden.

Placing his hand below his jawline, Kelly laughed. "Unbelievable,"

He paced around with his hands behind his back for a couple of minutes and returned to them. "So you two thought you could hide this away from me forever? Guess who just found out now?"

"I don't think I'm ready for this right now. I guess I have to go see my father. He said he wanted to see me, didn't he?" Dexter stylishly exempted himself from another drama. It was already late, and his bones and legs were too weak to engage in any heated argument with anyone. 

As Dexter was about to depart for the hospital, Kelly stopped him with an upraised arm. "You can't go in."

Returning to Kelly, Dexter asked. "But why? Do you want to start another drama now? Weren't you the same person who stopped me from seeing my Father? Oh, you thought I'd forgotten rushing? You guessed wrong because the event is still playing in my head,"

Kelly sighed. "Can you let me finish before you start acting weird?"

"Then get on with it immediately and stop getting on my last nerves. You're pissing me off, and I don't enjoy it," Dexter fumed and panted heavily. 

Coming from the same person who vowed never to entertain any violence. Unfortunately, with the kind of manner Kelly stopped Dexter, it became impossible for him to let go. The only voice speaking inside his head was, "Hit him! Don't let it go! Clap back immediately,"

"Your father developed a severe cough a few minutes after your departure," Kelly shared an insight and took a deep breath to clarify some information.

"Before you get pissed off at me, you weren't the reason for your father's sudden attack. It was just a normal health challenge," Kelly was quick to vindicate himself before getting misunderstood by Dexter. He could see that Dexter was already bracing up to launch his missiles at Kelly.

"So how's his condition now? 

Can I go see him?" Dexter asked with deep concern. He was consistently inconsistent with his approach. One minute he's calm, and the next minute he's already acting as though he wants to pull down the earth surface. 

"You can't see him now

 The doctor is currently attending to him. You should go home and rest," Kelly advised, tapping him on the shoulder. No one would have believed that these two would ever converse in such a friendly tone.

"Dexter?" A voice called from close range. Looking back, Dexter saw a familiar face he never expected would show up.

"What are you doing here? 

Who told you my Father was in the hospital? Let me guess, you came to see someone else?" Dexter tossed another question just to satisfy his curiosity. It was still hard for him to believe. He needed to clean the dirt off his eyes to be certain they weren't leading him astray.