THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 12 (Scott's Pov)

Scott’s POV:

My Mom had been acting weird lately. She had this odd mood swing every time she talked with me since her meeting with Natasha Olsten. I could see how her expression quickly turned sour and her tone shifted into a cold and harsh tone when I was talking with her as if I was saying something wrong and doing something bad. Well, I admit that I was doing something bad like stealing her panties and cum on them, but I didn’t think she had already found out about it, if mom found out that I had stolen her panties, she would not hold back her frustration like what she did this few days. My mom was a strict woman but how she behaved lately was unlike her. I still suspect that Dr. Natasha had something to do with my mom's sudden mood swings. Did the doctor hypnotize my mom? When I brought the doctor into our discussion, she would always get irritated and avoid the discussion as if she was hiding something. No matter how my mom denied that she wasn’t mind-controlled by Dr, Natasha, with how she behaved plus the doctor had a shady background, it made me suspect Natasha had done something to her even more.

Just like what happened this morning. As usual, we started our day with breakfast. Mom seemed very gleeful, at least before she noticed my presence. She was absorbed with her phone and didn’t notice my presence before I took a seat.

My eyes darted to the plate of food on the table and noticed some unusual arrangements, On the side of her table was a sumptuous-looking meal of meat, scrambled egg, vegetable salad, and chicken soup which was my favorite soup plus a big glass of protein shake, meanwhile on my side of the table was only a simple sandwich and glass of water.

“Don’t touch my portion, eat what I prepared for you,” she warned me when I took some of the broth from the chicken soup bowl to mine.

“But Mom, are you planning to finish this bowl on your own?” I argued.

She glared down at me. Her previous gleeful smile was nowhere to be seen, only a serious face that told me she wasn’t joking around.

“Whether I will finish the soup on my own or not isn’t something that you should question. When I said eat the portion I prepared for you, you should eat yours without asking for more. I have spoiled you so much that you are taking things for granted. I shouldn't coddle you too much anymore so you can grow to be a real man. ”

“Do you think I'm not man enough?”

“Yes, you remind me of your father. He was weak, cowardly, and irresponsible. If he was man enough, he would not flee in front of the challenge of raising a kid. Now, shut up, and just eat.”

Her words stung, but I couldn't refute her words. Dad was a pathetic guy. Mom was right to call him not man enough. But I was not my dad. Well, I inherited his weak and small stature. I also stole my mom's panties and wore them without her noticing. When I realized that I was no better than my dad, my willpower to defend myself was snuffed.

“Eat!” She repeated her command again. She stared at me with her cold gaze that conveyed, ‘You better do what I say right now and I don’t want you to argue back anymore.’

I began to eat my sandwich quietly, and Mom also began to feast on the meal she prepared for herself. There was no usual chitchatting during our meals, only the awkward sounds of us munching down our food could be heard. I finished my sandwich quickly due to its small size and took a glance at my mom, who still had not yet finished her steak.

She noticed my gaze and paused.

“If you are done with your meal, it is better for you to prepare for school.”

It was her way of indirectly telling me to leave.

“Did I do anything wrong, mommy? Why are you being so harsh to me lately?” I gathered my courage to confront her

“So you ask why I am being harsh with you and whether you have done anything wrong? Yes, Scott, yes. You indeed did something wrong and I have yet to hear any sorry from you. You have been such a disappointment, Scott. I heard from Darel that he offered to make peace with you about Caleb’s matter a few times, but you refused his proposal every time. How can you be so stupid and petty, Scott? He just wants you to forgive Caleb, so his brother can get some leniency on his punishment. Sure, Caleb deserved some punishment, you are right when you didn’t accept Darel's proposal at first. We don’t know what Darel’s personality was and whether he could be trusted back then, but the second time he wanted to make peace with you, you should accept it, as we know now that Darel is a good and responsible man, unlike his brother, we can leave the matter of teaching Caleb a lesson to him so you don’t need to prolong the conflict between you and Darel. And what do you do? You can't let your petty little grudge go, in the end, you make unnecessary trouble for you, for me, and for anyone else who is involved. And you wonder why I am being harsh to you.”

I felt so betrayed after hearing her answer. I didn’t know when my mom had met with Darel, but it seemed that Darel had fed her with some lie and she took the lie at face value. I couldn’t hold my emotion anymore and snapped back at her.

“Did Darel tell you that? Do you believe him when he said he had tried to make peace with me several times? Because I don’t have any talk with him about peace. More importantly, do you want me to forgive Caleb for Darel because Darel is a good man? How can you say that? Caleb had bullied me for years, and you want me to forgive him just because his brother is a nice man according to you.”

“Stop! Even if he didn’t make any peace talk with you. So what? The essence of this talk is you have prolonged this conflict unnecessarily. If Darel had not approached you for another peace talk, you should have been the bigger man and taken the initiative to make peace with Darel and Caleb.”

“Are you seriously asking me to forgive Caleb and give him leniency? He had tortured and abused me for years, he had traumatized me and ruined my school life, he should have rotted in jail forever.”

*SLAM*

Mom slammed the table and made me stop my babbling. She stood up from her seat, table knife in her hand. In a few steps, she had reached my seat. Mom was just a feet taller than me, but right now, in my sitting position, our height difference was magnified. She looked gigantic and I was just a minuscule compared to her. She stood menacingly, her cold gaze looking down on me like a predator looking at her prey. With the knife in her hand, I could already imagine that she would stab me, something that I would never dare to imagine or think of before, but now, I was not sure. I gulped my saliva down in fear, this was the first time I felt terrified of my Mom.

“If Caleb really wanted to hurt you, he would use stuff like this knife and give you a long-lasting scar,” she said while rubbing the knife's dull side on my cheek.

She then put down the knife on the table and suddenly slapped my cheek. “As far as I recall, the worst Caleb had done to you was just give you bruises all over your body, and a swollen face because he punched you right in the face. The thing that left no trace on your body at this moment as time healed it. Do you understand what I implied, Scott?”

I shook my head. I didn’t want to downplay that the harm Caleb had done to me was just skin-deep injuries.

"Man up, you wimp!" She yelled. "Caleb only bullied you a little. You were both kids! Boys will be boys, some boys are just more prone to going physical than others because they have a little emotional control. Caleb is one example. His being a little handsy is normal, and Caleb deserved to be punished for his action, but as someone who has better emotional control than him, you need to realize that he was just acting on his nature. Anyway, you lose nothing by forgiving him; he would not directly just get free-out-of-jail cards conveniently. Caleb still needs to serve his sentence for his possession of illegal ****. When he comes out of jail, you have already graduated from high school, and will not have to deal with him anymore. By forgiving Caleb and making peace with Darel, you will no longer worry about Darel’s potential retaliation, and you can enjoy your peaceful school life until graduation. Do you see what it cost you now by insisting on prolonging your fight with Darel instead of making peace with him?”

“But, Mom…”

*SLAP*

A bright red hand palm mark was left on my face as she slapped me hard.

“No ‘but’, I don't want you to argue back, only obey. If you keep insisting on being a disobedient child, you leave me **** but to dish out heavier punishment.”

"Mom! Snap out of it! Something's wrong with you! You are not yourself. Darel or Natasha must have done something to your mind, you aren’t this cruel woman. Please stop hitting me, Mommy." I pleaded desperately, trying to get through to her loving motherly self that I knew.

Something had taken her over. My mom wasn't this moody cruel woman. The woman before me was my mother in body only, but not in her mind. This just wasn't her.

In response to my plea, she raised her hand again to deliver another blow. Instinctively, this time I threw my hand over my face to protect it. “Please don't hit me anymore, Mom, it hurts!” I began to sob almost uncontrollably.

“Oh my gosh, you're such a fucking sissy, Scott. I can't believe my son are this fucking pathetic that couldn't bear a few slaps.” Her voice was cruel and dismissive, full of contempt. To my horror, it reminded me of when Caleb bullied me.

Thankfully, my plea was working, she lowered her hand without striking my face.

“And that again with my mind being controlled by Darel or Natasha. I am not. I repeat, I am not being controlled by Darel or Natasha. Don't watch too many conspiracy theories or read some fiction in the internet, Scott. You just have paranoid delusions because you can't accept that I can be angry with you. If you spout this nonsense that I am being controlled by Darel or Natasha one more time, I think I will need to bring you on a fucking therapist or a mental ward.”

“I'm sorry, Mommy.”

“I accept your apology. Now, go away! I want to finish my meal in peace. Darel said I need those meals to get enough calories and protein intake if I want to start building my body.”

Mom probably didn't realize that she slipped up and said the last part of the sentence. That piece of information strengthened the conspiracy theory that I had instead of stopping it.

But having learned my lesson, I didn't confront her for it, and just left her alone as she wished.

My mind couldn't help but concoct a new conspiracy theory; Darel and Dr. Natasha were working together. Natasha had brainwashed my mother, but she didn’t make my mom her supporter like she did to others. but she made my mom Darel’s supporter instead. From the tiny bits of information she gave, my mom seemed to have met up with Darel a few times. Now, the question; where did she meet him?

"Yo, Scott, what's happened to you, buddy? You seem gloomy," David asked me when we met up in class.

"David! Something's wrong! Terribly wrong! I think my mother was being brainwashed by Dr. Natasha and Darel. What should I do?”

“Wait, you need to calm down, man. First, who is this Dr. Natasha you speak of?”

“She was the Principal Investigator of the Prospero Lab that Raven and some other students visited for our school excursion. Oh fuck, if Natasha is working with Darel, I think Natasha will also brainwash Raven and others too,” I replied.

“Slow down, you said too many things at once. Why do you think this Natasha has brainwashed your mom, and why do you bring up Coach Darel’s name?”

“If you read the information about Natasha Olsten, you will know how suspicious she is. The woman is riddled with controversies. She got chosen as the role model feminist of the year, but she promotes a bimbo slut lifestyle. That isn’t the weirdest thing about her. Any woman who opposed her would always turn into a staunch supporter of her a few days later. They would turn themselves into cartoonish bimbo which they were against before just to support Natasha’s idea. Respectable professors, conservative housewives, and even hardliner man-hating feminists have fallen victim to Natasha. How does Natasha persuade her dissidents to turn their backs on their previous cause, and make them support hers instead, if it is not by some unethical brainwashing? Now do you see why I suspect she has been brainwashing my mother?”

“That sure is quite suspicious, so did your mom meet this Dr. Natasha? And did your mom turn into a bimbo now? You said anyone who Natasha brainwashed would adopt a bimbo look and lifestyle.”

“My mom did meet with Dr. Natasha. It’s all because I asked her to search for information regarding Prospero Lab. But no, she didn’t turn into Bimbo, she just has this sudden mood swing every time I talk with her. This morning, she even went physical on me and slapped me a few times,” I answered David’s question while rubbing my cheek.

“So, she wasn’t a Bimbo, but you suspect that Natasha is brainwashing her? Have you thought that she might be just stressed out because of her work?”

“I know my Mom well, David. No matter how stressful is her job, she would never go physical on me back then. She changed after meeting with Natasha. Natasha might not change her into Bimbo, but she changes my mom into someone who accepts bullying like it is just a trivial thing. Natasha had twisted her morals. I suspect that Natasha is working with someone or accepting a job from someone to change my mom.”

“And you suspect this someone is Coach Darel?” David interjected.

“Yes. I suspect it is him because she **** me to forgive Caleb and make peace with Coach Darel. She also belittles my trauma of being bullied by Caleb as if is nothing. She reminds me so much of how Caleb bullied me; first, she assaulted me, and then she followed it by gaslighting me and telling me it was my fault. Last, I heard that she had been meeting with Darel. I don’t know when or where they met up, but it seems that Darel had given her some workout advice. So, it is not unreasonable that I suspect Coach Darel is somehow behind my mom’s change of behavior.”

David nodded his head in understanding, “I still couldn’t believe that Coach Darel is related to your case, but your suspicion is reasonable. But still, I think you are imagining too much.”

“David, not you too. I need your support, not you denying the plausibility and making me look like a madman spouting nonsense.”

“It can’t be helped, man. What you said just sounds like a mad conspiracy theory. Anyway, I’m not sure if what I say next will make you happy or angry. Remember that you asked me to inquire about Dare All Gym that your mom goes to? After I asked Coach Darel about the gym, I got some surprising pieces of information. He is working at the gym as a personal trainer. Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was not that your mom goes there to work out. I think she had Darel as her personal trainer. Oh yes, I have been trying to invite you, I'm hitting that gym three times this week now and could use a buddy next week, I will introduce you to my personal trainer, worry not, it’s not Coach Darel. At first, I intended to choose Coach Darel as my PT but he refused and then referred me to Ms. Jade. I feel pretty lucky that he introduced me to Ms. Jade. You will not believe how sexy and pretty is she. She is a Japanese girl. She has this humongous tits and big asses like she comes out of anime. Don’t get me wrong though, I’m still faithful to Tiffany. I’m trying to get a little ripped for college because Tiffany loves his man packing some muscle!”

I ignored the last half of what David said and only focused on that Darel was my mom's personal trainer. My mom has been hitting the gym a few times since last week. That meant she had met with Darel a few times too. Fuck. I cursed.

“David, since you are hitting the gym, have you seen my mom training with Coach Darel?”

“Of course, If I didn’t witness it with my own eyes, I would not tell you this right now,” David answered.

“Have you noticed something weird in the gym, my mom, or Coach Darel during their training session?”

“Something weird, huh? hmm… I think she always looks sluggish and stressed out before she starts, Coach Darel would give her an energy drink, and let her hear some energizing music before they start their session. Well, that couldn’t be called weird as even Ms. Jade would give me the same treatment when I look sluggish and tired. It seems that is the gym’s special procedure. The gym’s PT cares so much about their trainees that they tailor special playlist tracks for each client. I don’t think anything is wrong with it, at least for me, but maybe you can check your mom’s playlist. Coach Darel as her PT would send a tracklist to her email. If we learn from movies, a typical mind control will use music as a medium for their subliminal.”

“Right. You are brilliant, David. I will check my mom’s email to see whether Darel sent some suspicious files.”

I felt renewed courage well up inside me. I would not going to take this lying down. I had beaten Caleb before, granted, it was by ratting him out to the cops, but still, a win is a win. Now, I would have to bide my time like before until I have some solid evidence that Darel unethically brainwashed my mom and other women. Something irrefutable that I could show to the police that would get Darel sent away from here for good. Thanks to David, I have a lead on where to start.

I came home as soon as the school hours ended. I made my way to my mom’s study room. The room was locked, but thankfully, I knew where Mom always kept the spare key. After fetching the spare key, I unlocked the door to her study. I made a beeline to her computer.

Her computer was on and unlocked, which was odd for her. She's usually a more strict and careful person who would not forget to turn off her PC. But well, maybe God was on my side and wanted me to find the evidence of Darel’s wrongdoing. After browsing her files, browser tab, and her browser history for a few moments. I soon found the aforementioned e-mail in one of her inboxes. An e-mail from [email protected]. From the name of his email, I knew it belonged to Darel. He had the typical arrogance of his younger brother by calling himself Lord.

From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
Subject: Specialized Tracks I tailor for you

Hello Anna,

As I promised during our gym session, I've curated a selection of tracks specifically tailored to your needs. Experts suggest that the right music can set the mood, relieve stress, and provide the necessary energy or relaxation during a workout. When combined with the right exercise regimen and diet, this music can significantly enhance the efficiency of your workouts.

You heard track 1 during our session today. Track 1 until 5 is ideal for meditation, each lasting around 10 minutes. You can listen to these tracks whenever you need a mood boost to help you relax.

Track 6 until 9 is perfect for your workout sessions, as they provide an adrenaline boost to help combat fatigue.

For the best sleep of your life, play track 10 before you go to bed—I guarantee you'll sleep soundly.

Finally, the video. It's the exercise routine video that you asked for. Please watch it first before you start your workout to ensure you get the exercise right.

-Darel

Attachments:
1 Video File
10 Audio Files

If the files were laced with subliminal, playing it was a risk for me. I should sent it to the expert to be checked, but my curiosity won over my reasoning. I chose to play the video first, as Darel said in his email to watch it first.

My eyes were blasted with an explosion of colors. I was instantly entranced by the screen’s pretty colors.

To be continued in the next part

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