Chapter 11

Money, it makes the world go round. Everyone in this world is defined with wealth
and luxury, and having none of it becomes a huge shame. Everyday we wake up to make
money, to earn money, to spend money, what would we be without it? What would a
person who's life actually revolves on it be without it? The life of John Johnson,
also known as "Clutches", the infamous loan shark. Everyday he wakes up ready
to....

You know the narrator from Spongebob Squarepants? The one that goes like "Ahh,
Bikini Bottom." in such a high, and timid voice? Well imagine that voice saying
this instead, "Ahh, what a boring day!". A boring day it was! Especially for a
person like Wyatt, who was left at his room, being forced to take some more rest.
Breakfast was served at his bed and he ate alone. He hasn't taken a bath yet, he
just sat in his bed, doing nothing. Like a prisoner that is being given special
treatment, basically house arrest. He sits there thinking of nothing but when his
leg will heal, thinking of getting out there in the open and enjoying the beautiful
sunny day. He heard the children play outside, riding their bikes, playong tag, and
the more he hear them the more he wants to leave.

"Crap! This is boring!" Wyatt exclaimed to himself, while slapping his face. He
does so many things just to pass time, reading books, reading comics, playing with
toys. He acted like Scott Lang in the first scenes of "Ant-Man and the Wasp". Tired
of boredom, Wyatt starts to fill drowzy, in the middle of the afternoon. Wyatt
falls asleep.

Have you ever wondered what would've happened to Wyatt if he was caught vandalizing
the playground that Halloween night? Originally he was supposed to be caught and to
be sent to juvy, but because he fixed it, he never got to. Now being sent to juvy
was one of the worst things that eber happened to Wyatt, and not it wasn't just
because of how strict it was and it was like being in a real prison, it was life-
changing in a different way. Maybe if Wyatt never met this guy, this one guy that
turned him from a perfect, well educated, well grown boy, to a person who had his
life trashed and wasted.

White halls, tigthly locked rooms, different people mixed in clothes of blue and
orange, different people of different age, this was the place Wyatt was put into
after that incident that Halloween night. Being caught vandalizing public
utilities, and pass curfew, he was sentenced to stay a week in Juvy, and 6 months
of community service. I'm pretty sure most of you are familiar with how juvenile
delinquency centers work (I'm not, but don't worry I did my research). For his
first day he was inspected, and was shown the rules, the ways, and the treatment
inside what he found himself into. For his second day, he was able to choose
whether to do something productive, socialize, or stay at his room and do his own
business. Luckily for Wyatt, he need not to socialize outside his cell, for he was
placed in a cell that had two beds, one for him and one for the other, quite
irritatingly that other one was quite a chatterbox, and what's most annoying was
his every night babbling about "The Beatles". "You seem new here?" Wyatt's room
mate said, and this was the first of the endless conversations that will come out
of this boy's mouth, conversations that lasted for at least 3 hours with no rest,
it's quite exaggerated and absurd but that was just how it went for the whole week
Wyatt stayed in the juvy. "I've been here for quite a while, like 3 months or so,
what are you here for?"

"Nothing, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time." Wyatt muttered, he was
still in deep shame that he was sent there.

"Yeah sure, that's like what everyone says here, especially when they're guilty!
Haha!" he teased.
"What are you here for?" Wyatt asked, he started to get quite annoyed with the boy.

"Ehh— Theft, drugs, vandalism." he bragged, and ironically he was quite proud of
it.

"That's quite a lot—" Wyatt said, he started to lighten up a bit, he thought he was
already in a bad situation but as he ponder through this boy's charges he starts to
realize that what he did was barely anything. "Wait sorry, who are you exactly?"

"Ha! Name's Moe! And I'll be with you for the rest of your stay!" Moe said, "unless
I leave earlier than you—" Wyatt wakes up, it was already in the middle of the
afternoon when he was slowly awakened by the clanging sounds of spoon and forks
being used downstairs. While he slept so soundly in his room, Yvhonne and his
mother must've decided to eat lunch already. He wanted to get down and it, he heard
them using their utensils as they it, creating loud crashing sounds with it. He
smelled the beautiful aroma of the Sinigang that they ate down there. And the
longer he stays at his room, listening to them eating downstairs, the more
desperate he became to get down there. Filled with determination, he tried to stand
up, neglecting the injury he received a few night's passed. But as he try to get up
from his bed, his legs still hurt, "Ugh! Son of a b—" Wyatt curses but stops
midway. The door started to creak open, and Yvhonne slowly went inside. She went to
Wyatt wearing an accusing smile as she heard Wyatt trying to curse, while holding a
tray of Wyatt's lunch. She opens up Wyatt's bed table, and assists him to sit down.
Wyatt ate his lunch, his favorite sinigang, but as he continue, he calls upon
Yvhonne who was reading a book, and says "Ok I need your help"

"Hmm? What for?" Yvhonne asked as she give her attention to Wyatt

"I need to get out of here"

"And how are you gonna do that?" Yvhonne asks

"with your help, but first we need a car" Wyatt says while smacking his fist to his
other palm. Yvhonne calls Toby

Toby arrives with Scott and meat

"Hello! Wazzup!" Meat greets as he enter Wyatt's room, following his was Scott and
an unknown fellow Wyatt has never seen ever in his life.

"Scott! Meat! And?" Wyatt asks in cinfusion

"Wow yeah sure mr good guy just gets stabbed here and forgets about me!" the guy
exclaims

Yvhonne suddenly gets alerted, she whispers the name to Wyatt "Toby..."

"Toby! I'm just messing with you!" Wyatt shouted "Who the hell is this guy?!"

"You don't know him? He's your roommate!"

"So what brought yiu here?"

"You asked for us!"

"Ok, here's the plan! I need to gi to rheto! So I need your car Scott"

"You mean my car?"

"but then we need a decoy so one of us is staying here to act like wyatt!"

"Why not just use pillows?"

"Did that ever work?"

"So scott? meat? Who'll stay?"

"well if you cant decide then naybe just stay here both."

"that means you me and Yvhonne will be going instead!"

"w-wait? How are you going out?"

"Wyatt no!"

"I have 4 nore lives don't worry!"

"Careful, careful!" nice!"

"Onwards now todd!"

"Toby!"

"Here!"

What's this place?"

"Moe's house!"

Moe's house was quite far from Wyatt's, Wyatt lived on the upper part of the town,
were the rich people lived, while Moe was in the lower part, where most common
people were. Luckily, after all of the years that have passed, Wyatt still
remembered where Moe's house was, and it was as horrible as how he remembered it.
Moe didn't grow up in a great family like Wyatt, he had four siblings, Moe there
was Bo, Joe, Moe, and Chloe respectively. Moe was the youngest brother, and was the
second to the youngest sibling, while Chloe was the youngest and only daughter.
Unfortunately after the eldest child, Bo, died, their parents got separated, and
the three, used to be four siblings, chose to live with their mother, who provided
more support for them, while their father lived alone with his mistress. It was
1973, and Bo died by at least 3 years ago, so by the this time that Wyatt visits,
Moe's parents have already been separated, and it would explain the awful looking
house they had. Wyatt knocked at the half rotting door, and a little girl answered
the door.

"Mom said next month!" the little girl grumply exclaimed to Wyatt. Wyatt recognized
her, she was Moe's little sister, Chloe. He was confused with what this girl meant,
but he wasn't surprised for in this timeline they have never met yet. "You are a
loanshark right?"

"No! Hahaha" Wyatt laughed, "Chloe right? Is your brother here? Moe?"

"Who the hell's that?" Chloe asked, at a young age of 6 she was already thought how
to curse, this waa the kind of environment Moe lived in, and this was what his
sister was living in still, "The only brother I have is Joe! Joe!"

Wyatt laughed after hearing that last statement from Chloe, he thought of it as a
funny joke, Chloe and Moe did fight a lot when they were younger, and Wyatt thought
this was just one of them. A young man then appeared out of the door, not quite
young though, he looked a few years older than Wyatt, this man approached Wyatt in
a much more polite and accomodating way. "Oh! Sorry for my sister, she is quite ill
—"

"No I'm not!"

"Shut up and go to your room!" Joe shouted, "So where were we?"

"I'm looking for Moe?" Wyatt asked, but Joe didn't answer, he just stared at Wyatt
in confusion, again Wyatt asked, he clarified "Your brother? Moe Johnson?"

"I think you're in the wrong house?" Joe suggested

"I'm pretty sure I am in the r—" Wyatt was interupted, an idea came out of him
"Well forget about it, maybe I am! Sorry for disturbing you, I'll be on my way"

"well looks like we're going back home!"

"Ni! There's still one more place we need to go!"

"Ok where?

Ethereal

"No! "Over there!"

"Wyatt where are we?"

"We are in a warehouse, a place where drug dealings happen"

"What?! Why do you know this?" "Yvhonne aren't you shocked?"

"There he is! Hey Henry!"

"Henry?"

"No! Next month I promise I'll return the money!" "Wait a minute! You're the guy
from that night!" "I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry, I can pay for it, I have money!
Here take it!" oh! And miss!" "I'm very sorry, you can beat me up as hard as you
can, kill me if you wabt, I was just about to anyways!"

"Shut up Henry! We are not here for you!" and what is it with everyone thingking
I'm a loan shark?!" "We're here for "The Hawk"

"The Hawk?"

"You know, guy with a mohawk, about this tall, wears a punk leather jacket with a
hawk at the back?"

"Never knew a guy like that?"

"Well I'm out of ideas! What now?"

"I think now we go home"

"Henry, don't kill yourself"

The 4 goes back home, Georgia cries.

"Moe?"