Defiant

        James  sat in his mandatory court appointment center check in appointmentfir his recovery home. Part of his recovery was talking to a therapist. Random drug test ,and employment  verifications to prove he was following the center requirements to be qualified .He sat there wipeing his hands on his jeans as the  intake orderly  looked at the file that read James William Barry.
             He sighed knowing his file probably had a few things in it he wasn't willing to discuss. But he couldn't get signed off if he didn't show perticipation.
         " Mr.Barry it looks like you've kept a steady job even though it's part time." Stated the young therapist now looking over the top of the file.
           " Mr. Barry was my father. I am just James ." He corrected her .
        " Ok James. Is there any reason why your only working two part time jobs instead of one full time job?" She asked putting his files down now.
         " Circumstances." He retorted .
        " Which are?she rebutted .
       " I have meetings and center check ins. Then parole check in. Than transportation. " He alyed out his preventive measures.
        " Wouldn't it make sense to work eight straight hours instead of four hours between two jobs, James. Make this make sense ." She snipped.
        James didn't want her to know he would be on the side of town where he can watch his mother and that woman he regretted letting her through his complex doors. He couldn't admit he was stalking his mother and her favorite tenant.
          James hated that Bethany or Lydia what ever her name was came between him and his mother. Since she came in that building she was monopolizing his mother's time. He found a small bistro shop awhere he can have lunch and watch what was going on.
            james had many things on his file he wasn't ready to discuss our loud. From his drug history that caused him to relapse to his alcohol consumption with the drugs that cause him to relax over all the demons he had in his head over past deed. From Gurtrude to his daughter Amelia even to dissolved marriage he was forced into by Albert berry. His mother constant reminder her messed up with Amelia and he disapproval of Jessica .
          To the horrible thoughts that kept his amused about the many ways he could make Bethany pay for taking his mother's love and attention away from him. He worked too hard to make her lose focus on him after all he did to get her attention and Bethany walks in and takes it just like that like it was her right to take everything that was his.
        His father was the one who sent him to rehab the first time to show him tough love since his mother didn't have the heart to do it . Then Jessica sent him to one right after amelia was born when he relapsed both on drugs and alchol . Now Bethany talked his mother into sending him. If Bethany wasn't there things would proceed as they did before without influence or interruption. Bethany was messing up his plans.
              " James." She tried to bring him back to the conversation.
            " Work is little. I get jobs where I can find them." He said aggervated.
           " What about your anger management classes?" She asked.
          " Apparently I'm angry." He said sarcasticly.
           " You know part of the full rehabilitation release into society you have to clock anger management hours along with meeting plans. Also your probation officer has to know your wear bouts are during the duration of you sentence. " She refres him on his requirements.
             " You been clean four months. How went through three months detox and the program and have been in your recovery home for a month now. We are here today for a drugs and alcohol testing.random testing is part of the program that your employed through ." She reminded him.
       " I am aware of that. When can I go home to the complex?  " Sighed James.
          " Well that depends on Mrs. Barry." She answered.
           " Why?" He said perplexed.
       " You are aware that your mother placed a restraining order on you. Apparently you made a few of the tenants a little uneasy with your chasing them through the complex and all." She said in a matter of fact way.
          " It's because of her. That woman." Hissed James now knowing why his release was delayed." Always her. Always choosing her. I spit on the day I introduced her to my mother." He sat in distaste.
           " James. So we need to call your anger management therapist. I'm pretty sure blaming others for your past actions and accepting you part in those actions is part of your sessions." She said reviewing the therapist notes that was in the file of their mental evaluations.
         James huffed and sighed then raised his hand to wave it off.
      " Your right. I'm sorry .I'm still working on accepting accountability of my actions." He said forcefully as the words passed his lips like a swear words.
         " Do you have your employee sign off sheets for this pay period. I'll need to make a copy for my records and then we can proceed to the drug and alcohol test. After that we should be done for today." She explained.
        James grabbed a crumpled up sheets of paper from his pocket of his signed off attendence time sheets. Then tossed them on the table not getting up to hand it to her directly.
       The woman uncrumpled the pieces of papers and tried to straighten them on the end of her desk . All the while glaring at James annoyed by the condition the papers were in. She was pretty clear last few times the preference of folded not crumpled was easier to copy.
        She felt James did things on purpose out of spite . She copied the papers and handed the papers back to him .
" Please keep up with your own work records in case you can't get to us to verify your employment ." She said warning him.
     James crumpled up the papers and shoved in his back pocket as he stared her down. Now she knew he was doing this on purpose . She opened the door to motion for him to go  pee as she handed him the test cup and opened the bathroom door.
         " No flushing or washing your hands . You know the drill." She said now aggervated at his display of defiance earlier.
            " Can I close the door at least. " He snipped.
        " You know the drill , James . " She reminded him.
          James went inside and popped open the top. He urinated making sure he got some on the sides so she be forced to touch the leakage . He smiled sadistically the small victories he accomplished by his small act of defiance.
      He knew that she couldn't scold him for his hygienic ways without crossing a line of professionalism. He only had to see her once a week for court records ,but in James mind he wasn't going to make it easier for her to control him.
         He came out and handed her the cup." Sorry I got some on the side. I would wash my hands but I know the drill " he said handing her the cup. The woman wrapped a tissue and held the sample size .
     James leaned in his chair and tapped the arm of the chair waiting for the results of the random test. He began to whistle as she tried reading and writing the results in her folder with the date and time. James began to groan out of boredom.
           " We are all done, James. You may wash your hands and leave. I'll see you next week." She concluded.
       " No need . I haven't had them washed the entire time I've been here so why start now." He said knowing her mind would rack all the surfaces he touched and she would have to get antibacterial wipes to wipe down everything he touched.
        James was good at getting under someone's skin. The woman squirted hand sanitizer in her hand as James smirked. Mission accomplished he thought to himself.
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