The Boy Who Read Minds ✔️

62:\\ 'Dooley' Noted

Dr. Dooley

The serum. The serum that a kid destroyed from me years ago. It was the only solution to the odd paranormal video that kept surfacing on my news feed, my daughter a star player in it.

Violet.

She was the only solution to my problem.

I couldn't recreate my serum because I had destroyed the notes as soon as my product was finalized. I didn't want competitors breaking in and stealing it. I was too confident in my creation, too young and stupid at the time. And now Violet has my mind reading serum engrained in her DNA. I needed her blood so I could perform some tests and extract it; I could check up on my project, how it evolved over the years.

I wondered if it had affected her, but the beta version I had been testing on my students was doing nothing to them. They weren't developing any special powers, just getting sick.

As a scientist, I must do everything in my power to regain my formula, regardless of what it takes t achieve this goal.

I checked my phone, searching for Violet's location on the handy new applications that track people. I had one that simply found a person according to their phone number; and soon enough I was outside my old home, wondering what Violet was doing here.

I knew Amelia had been busy with her boyfriends case, taking care of his property and assets. Meaning, she hadn't been home for a while and most likely wouldn't be today.

I rushed up the stairs, the door had been wide open and I saw him in a compromising position with the boy she had dated when Amelia and I were still together. Truth be told, I never really liked Joseph. He was always a little bit mischievous and his actions were a little sketchy. I knew my daughter could do better if she actually saw herself worthy.

"Violet." I said, watching the boy adjust himself and jump off the bed as though it were lava. He stood there with a smug grin as my daughter had tears streaming down her cheeks. "Excuse me young man, do you mind giving me a moment with my daughter." I asked, glaring at Joseph.

"How the hell did you get in here?" He put his shirt back on and crossed his arms, giving her deathly glares as he approached me.

"The door was open and I heard screaming. Do you mind giving me a minute with my daughter?" I asked as he pushed past me, giving her one final glare before leaving the room.

"I don't want this bitch anyway." He exclaimed. His grimace showing as he shouted it from down the stairs.

Good riddance.

"Violet?" I asked as I sat beside her on the bed and she immediately moved to the other side.

"D... Dad? Dooley?" She adjusted her eyes, staring at me then rushing over to hug me, "he tried to rape me. He was trying to hurt me, dad I'm so scared." She cried against my chest as she hugged me. I pushed her head back so she wouldn't ruin my new suit.

"Yes, some men are stupid. I think we should go somewhere else." I said, standing up as she quietly walked to the bathroom.

"Just give me a second dad, I need to wash my face." She whispered, walking out a couple minutes later and smiling at me, "thank you for being here when you did." She said as she walked down the stairs.

"Yes child. That's what fathers do after all." I patted her back awkwardly, I hated the emotional stuff, I hated having a child because of it. Amelia always was the one to deal with Violet when she became emotional. I was a logical minded person; science and emotion never mixed well for me.