Jack had ordered various items on amazon for the next time his pet came over. So many fun things to try. But Oliver hadn't returned the next day, as expected. He was probably doing time in his room for being disobedient. Yet another day passed and another with out any word of him. How long were they going to ground him, he wondered.
The weekend arrived at last and along with it, his friends and his birthday party, but Jack just wasn't able to enjoy himself completely. There was a lack of a certain pet in the house.
It was Monday. A week since he had first met Oliver in human form. He had lost patients. He rang the doorbell to Oliver's house. This was going to be awkward, but Oliver's parents didn't know that Jack had stolen their sons innocence. In a way. He had yet to actually have sex with him. At least he hoped that they didn't know.
The mother opened the door. “Yes?” she said.
“Hello again. I was wondering if Oliver was in.” Jack said as politely as he could.
“Um...” She looked nervous. The father came quickly and took over the conversation.
“Hello. Yes?” he said in a manner that suggested that Jack was very unwelcome.
“Hi. Is Oliver here? Could I just speak with him perhaps?”
“There is no one here by that name. Now go away.” The door was shut in his face. What!? Did they think they could just act like Oliver didn't exist when Jack turned up? Well Jack wasn't just going to give up. Oliver had his exam tomorrow and Jack knew which school. He'd just meet Oliver there and then take him with him home afterwords. Oliver was 16. Old enough to move out of the house if he wanted. Jack tried to reason. It wasn't as if it was kidnapping at that age if Oliver wanted to come. Was it? He rubbed his neck uncertainly. This was morally dubious territory he was considering. He'd meet with Oliver at the school anyway.
The following day, Jack got up extra early and arrived at the high school half an hour before classes would start. He felt like a creepy stalker, waiting by the school gates like this. A 21 year old guy at a high school. The rest of the school was closed though, so it wasn't that creepy. Spring break had already started. Just the make up exam left. An hour later with no Oliver, Jack went to find the classroom the exam was to be taken in. It wasn't hard. There was only one place where the lights were even on.
“Excuse me,” he said to the lone man in the classroom. “You wouldn't happen to know where Oliver is?”
“That's what I want to know. I go to all this trouble to prepare a second exam for him and he doesn't even show up. He didn't even turn up for the official school end on Friday. Who are you anyway?”
“Just a friend. I haven't seen him for a while either. You saying that he hasn't shown up at all?”
“No. I even tried to call him, but the number in the register didn't work and apparently the home address didn't exist.” Oliver's fathers statement echoed in Jacks head. There is no one here by that name.
“If you see him,” the teacher said, packing up his things, “tell him that I want a word with his parents.”