65: A Refusal

Jarren

Storming down the hall, I was more than pissed. I also felt guilty for lying to Jillie, but my anger was overriding that feeling. I threw the door to my father’s office open and walked in to find him sitting behind his desk while Duncan sat opposite him. They both looked up at my entrance as the door hit the wall.

“No, I refuse,” I stated, ignoring Duncan and staring straight at my father.

“Hello to you to, son.” My father stated sarcastically.

“It’s not happening,” I told him firmly, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Duncan, could you give us a moment?” My dad asked as he stood from his desk. Duncan nodded, and my father walked him to the door. He closed it behind him before turning to me. “Sit,” he demanded.

I sat down as he asked and waited for him to sit before opening my mouth to speak. I couldn’t get a word out as my fathe