Chapter Four
The rest of the ride was quiet.
We reached the high school, he turned off the engine. I got out of the minivan and went inside the school. I stopped by the office to get his schedule. I found him at the gym. He and his classmates were playing basketball while some girls talked among themselves. He noticed me and jog to meet up with me. Sweat dripped down his forehead he wiped it off with the back of his palm.
“What are you doing here?” He asked short in breaths.
I knew I had to lie to him. “You need to come with me we are leaving.” I said, staring at him.
He looked at me confused. “Why? Where we going?” He shook his head, his curls softly bouncing.
“We going to meet up with Tom. He wants to take us somewhere.” I smiled at him.
He looked away. “Well, can he take us another day?”
“No. We have to go now.”
“Fine, let me get change.” He drop his shoulders as a gesture of not caring and left to the boy’s locker.
We left school and I could tell he was keeping his distance from me. His eyes searched for my car but when he notice me walking to the minivan he stopped. “Who is that?” He didn’t sound too kind when he asked.
I looked at the driver seat, where the guy sat not bothering to look at us. “His a friend.”
“Well, I haven’t seen him before. What happened with not communicating with strangers?” By the tone of his voice I could tell he didn’t like the idea of getting in a vehicle with someone he didn’t know.
“His a friend.” I repeated. “Not a stranger.”
I waved him over and got in the passenger seat. A second later I heard the door of the backseat close. I looked at the guy. He looked at me, uncertain of what to say. He shrugged and started the engine. Then, he drove off leaving behind a place I once called home.The rain pour down as we drove down a sustain road. Woods surrounded us like a cape closing in. I stared past the windshield. Isaiah was long asleep on the backseat. I looked at him and then at the other guy.
He didn’t spoke after we left the school. I wanted to ask so many questions. It just felt like the right time.
“So, what’s your name?” I asked, acting as if it didn’t matter knowing who he was but knowing well it did.
He didn’t took his eyes off the road when he answered. “Alex. And don’t introducing yourself bother I already know your name.”
“So how come you know so much about us?”
His dark hair touched his eyelashes and I had an urge to brush it behind his ears. He had such a beautiful face. But it was as if he was trying to hide it with his hair. “He isn’t the only one out there who is different. There is many like him all around the world.”
“Many like him? What you mean? What is he?” I didn’t understand what he meant when he mention the world different.
“He is special. Just like me.” He looked at me this time. “You probably already know. We stop aging at the age of eighteen. But there is more to us than just that.”
“We are not from here. By here I mean Earth. We come from a different planet. He was taken and brought here to Earth by your parents. Your parents created this invisible pathway between our worlds. I don’t know if they did it on purpose but bringing the boy here put your lives at risk. He belongs to someone who is powerful and dangerous. More lives will be lost until he is back to the arms of—,”
He stopped himself.
“So you are like an immortal alien?” So many things didn’t seem to fit.
He laughed and I notice something I hadn’t He had dimples. I blushed and giggle awkwardly, embarrass for asking such a dumb question.
He smiled at me for the first time. I felt this weird feeling inside my stomach like a bunch of butterflies flapping. “You really funny. But no. We still humans. Well a part of us still is.”
“So what’s more to it than just immortality?” I asked.
“Well, we can move things with our minds. We are stronger and run faster than humans. Some of us have a special power.”
“Special power?”
“Elements like water, air, fire, and so on.”
“Oh, that’s strange.”
“Strange is being able to communicate with our minds which we also can do. Then, there are the evil ones. It was said that taking the life from your own kind causes a dark curse upon you. Many of our kind decided not to believe in it. But they sure did once the dark curse locked inside their souls.”
“So, what does dis dark curse does?” I swallowed, afraid to hear the answer.
“It takes over you, your soul dies. In other words you don’t exist anymore. Someone else controls your body. But humans already know about them. They are call demons. The door to a spiritual world opens.”
“The father of the boy was the first to experience it. His the leader of the evil creatures. He is too powerful to be stop. What’s different about him is that he has the potential to control it. He went against the laws when he killed his own family. But we all knew there was darkness inside him even after what he did.”
I shook my head.“That can’t be right. He can’t be the father of a monster. Even if he was why would my parents want to bring him here, if he is as dangerous as you say?” I mentioned. There had to be more to the story. Alex said that my parents just took Isaiha and came to earth with him. That’s too simple; my parents always have their reasons for doing things.
“Because.” He looked right into my eyes his voice changing. “His the key to destruction. To the end of the world. He couldn’t be kept in the hands of The Darkness. Your parents believed that there was another way. They believed in the boy. They believe he could chose his own destiny and they hoped to change his mind.” I turned my head to look out the window. My head started to hurt with all these questions and thoughts in my head. So I closed my eyes to rest for a while.
Chapter Three
I gasp for air, spitting water out of my mouth. I look up at Isaiah and held my hand against my chest feeling my heartbeat. “You saved me,” I pointed out staring at him.
He was so scared for me. His whole body was shaking and his breath was uneven. “Of course, I wouldn’t just lose you like that.” A tear escaped his eyes, his beautiful wet brow curls of hair sticking to his forehead.
His glowing hazel eyes staring back at mines. I look at his lips and how purple they were. The water was freezing. I don’t know why I did it or if it was my body choosing for me. But I lunge forward and wrap my hands on his neck as his strong arms wrap around my waist. He hold me as close to him as he could. Our lips brushed slightly as we took deep breaths. His breath tasted like peppermint mixed with a touch of alcohol. I wanted to kiss him so bad. I felt his hand move to my hair as he brushed it away from my eyes so he could stare at me better.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered cupping my face on his hands. “So, so beautiful. I just wish you could see that.”
“I—
His lips pressed against mines. I thought it will feel so right. I thought I will had butterflies in my stomach like most girls described it. Or I would feel some kind of electricity or something special. But I felt nothing but warm lips on mines. The kiss lasted longer than I expected as he pulled away, his smile got huger showing his perfect white teeth’s.
“You know what? Fine. Have it your way.” He storm off angry towards the road this time not looking back to see how I was doing.
For the rest of the day, he locked himself in his room. Not matter how much I tried to talk to him he wouldn’t listen. I was so disappointed in myself. I couldn’t believe I ruined his birthday. I thought of all the things I could say to make it better but I couldn’t come up with none. So after hours of trying I went to bed and fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke up and couldn’t find Isaiah anywhere. I panicked and drove to school wondering if he took the bus or decided to walk. When I got there and parked my Toyota on the parking lot. I noticed Cassandra alone talking a red-headed girl with freckles all over her face. I reacted quickly I left the car my purse still on my hand.
I walked up to her and threw my purse on the ground. I didn’t think twice after I pushed her and she stumbled back. “Are you crazy? What were you thinking? I could had die!” I screamed loud enough for a crowd to form around us.
She looked stunned. “Ugh, don’t touch me you freak!” She yelled back at me, disgusted by the fact I put my hands on her.
My hands turned to fist and a bomb grew upon me wanting to explode. “ You’ve taken this too far. Trying to kill me, really? Are you that immature?” I questioned, in disbelief.
The crowd looked confuse as they stared at her. She rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her fist. “Oh great, not only is she a freak. But she is a liar!” She shouted at the crowd and their eyes turned on me.
“I mean really, trying to kill you,” She said, mockingly. “Why would I do that? I have nothing against. You’re a freak and a liar. Get away from me, weirdo.”
“Oh I am the freak? Well, it’s better than you who is a murder. Isaiah was there. He could prove it, you know.” I shook my head, my eyes on Cassandra like a predator staring at its prey.
The edge of her lip curved into a smile and she stood up straight. The crowd went silence. Someone stepped beside her. She looked with the corner of her eye at Isaiah. He was so handsome next to her. They looked like the perfect couple. A deep spot buried inside my heart ached. Cassandra took his hand and looked back at me.
“What are you doing with her?” I never thought I will see the day when I will ask this questioned. It was like all of it was a dream which I wanted to wake up from.
“Oh, he didn’t told you. Did he?” Cassandra was enjoying every bit of it so she went on. “Why don’t you tell her, my love?” She winked at Isaiah.
Isaiah smiled at her but didn’t looked at me when he spoke. “Cassandra was with me all day yesterday. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
My mouth was wide opened and no matter how many times I blinked they were still there in front of me holding hands. “What has she done to—,
The bell rang and everyone looked at me and then at them before wondering off in the school. Leaving us three to stand alone.
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing.” Isaiah looked at me when he said it.
“Well, enough of this nonsense. This freak has cause us enough trouble. Let’s go babe.” She tug at his arm and he nodded in agreement.
I watched them go inside the school. I got in my car and drove back to the house. I rushed inside the house and threw myself on the living room sofa. I buried my face on the pillow. I couldn’t believe Isaiah will do something like that to me. He was acting so much different from the kind and gentle guy I knew he was. I sat up my face flush and turned on the TV hoping the news will keep my mind off things.
I stood up and walked to the kitchen, preparing myself hot tea. I turned the volume louder as I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower feeling the warm water wrapping like a cape around me. I grab a towel and covered myself. But when I was just about to put my hand on the knob, it open wide and a man step inside the bathroom.
“Aaaaah!” I screamed.
I threw fists at him but he grabbed both of my hands and pulled me back, my towel falling on the floor.
“Whoa there, for a lady. You sure are strong.” He said to me, grabbing my hands behind my back and breathing warm air on my neck.
“You have no idea how dangerous I could be,” I warned him.
He laughed as if I told him a joke. “I love a strong woman, especially when they put up a fight.”
“What is it that you want? Money? I have nothing to give you!” I didn’t want to listen to him any longer but he had a tight grip on me.
He shrug and pushed me away from him, releasing me. “I need you to come with me. You and the boy are in great danger, I’m the only that can help you. So it’s best for you listen to me and do as I say.”
I hold my wrist still red from how tight he hold me back. “I don’t know who or what are you talking about. I suggest you leave my house before I call the cops.”
He stared at me with his crystal-blue eyes. His night hair falling an inch from his neck and all over his forehead. He wore it messy and I could tell he didn’t care. Either way he was still good-looking. “You and I know well you can’t do that.”
I stared at him, he was testing my limits. “Oh really? Just watch me.”
I pushed past him and went to the living room, took the house phone on my hand but something stopped me. I froze. I watched the TV, as the news popped a picture of Tom. Then another picture of his burned body lying on a road.
This breaking morning news, a body of a scientist was found just a mile on the road from the north coast of South Dakota. The people that found him said ‘They were jogging when they cross with a dead burned body laying at the side of road’. Who or Why would have done this is unsure. The police is has no suspects so far. But they’ll be looking at the scene more closely—
Oh no! This can’t be happening, I thought.
“Now you believe me?” He was leaning on the wall, his arms wrap around his chest.
He was so tall that I couldn’t help myself but notice the pose he was in. Gosh, he was gorgeous. It hurt to even look at him. “Okay. I believe you. Just tell what’s going on.” My heartbeat increase by the second and I was trying my hardest not to faint.
He gave me a charming smile. “Just as soon as you pack up. We are going on a trip.”
“Well isn’t that exciting?” I mocked.
“You can always stay here and wait for them to get you. Like they did with your parents and now your friend Tom. They won’t stop till they get the boy.” He explained, satisfied at how great I was going along.
I frowned. “I’ll go grab some things. Just wait for me outside. I don’t want you scaring me off again. Next time you might give me a heart attack.”
“Your wish is my command,” he bowed and I rolled my eyes which made him laugh.
He walked to the front door and stopped himself. He glance at me. “Oh you look nice, by the way.” Then, he left.
I looked at my nude self, realizing I had dropped the towel. I already didn’t like this guy. I went to my room and looked through my closet for clothes. I dressed up. A gray sweatshirt and baggy jeans with sneakers. I went to my Isaiah room and found a backpack I stuff in some of his clothes and mines. I wasn’t going to bring nothing but clothes. When the backpack was heavy enough I stopped. I found money safely where I hid it. Only two hundred dollars. I hoped the guy had enough to take us where we were going. I didn’t want to spend the money yet. I took a picture I saved of my parents and slid it inside my jean pocket. I left the house, my only focus on Isaiah.
There was a white minivan parked beside the sidewalk and he was on the driver seat waving at me. I rushed inside opening the passenger door and sitting down. He looked at me and at the backpack. “That’s it?” He question, unsure if he had to help me with rest.
I nodded.
“I would had thought of you as the type to bring even the furniture with you.” He chuckled, starting the engine.
“I don’t get too attach to things.” I mentioned, annoyed.
“I doubt you won’t get attach to me,” He smirked at me, his eyes shining like diamonds.
“Oh, I will die when your finally not around.” I teased.
“Well, then. I’ll be looking forward to visiting your funeral.” With those last words he drove off to the high school where we could get Isaiah.
I turned on the radio. He looked at my hand then at the radio. “Don’t touch my radio. Don’t do anything unless I tell you to. Don’t—
I touched the radio and put on my radio station. “Oops.” I smiled.
The music blasted loud. But he knew better not to speak. He already knew I would act as if I didn’t hear him. He turned off the radio and looked at me. “You should listen to me if you don’t want to get hurt.”
“I am not afraid of you,” I exclaimed.
“But you should be.” He sounded serious when he said it and his tone deepen.
Chapter Two
The baby I found wasn’t relative to me or anyone else in this world as far as I know. But I still took the responsibility of taking care of him. Although they didn’t found any relatives he still had a name on the blanket. Isaiah. I felt a connection towards him. I notice there was something not quite normal about him. He was aging too fast. It took him a month to look like a four year old. I have to admit I was scared. I didn’t know what I was dealing with. But I couldn’t trust no one. Not after my parents death. There was my dad’s best friend, Tom. He always been like an uncle to me. He worked with my dad at the science lab. I asked only for his help. It took him about a month to get samples and an understanding of the process going on with the baby. He couldn’t come up with a reason or what was in the baby causing him to age faster but he did told me it would only take a year for the baby to be fully grown. He also mention there wasn’t something right about it, he said ‘It’s like he just stops aging, you know. Rather than just regularly aging like us or keeping aging faster. He stops. It’s all so strange.’ So, I decided to move in with Tom and bring the baby with us.
“Happy Birthday!” I cheered walking in Isaiah’s bedroom holding a cake on my hands.
He turned on his bed and smiled at me. He look so much different from when he was younger. His dark brown hair was now much lighter and his hazel eyes changed color to sky blue. There was a touch of pink on his lips. He was so very handsome. It hurt sometimes to see other girls checking him out although I never felt that way about him.
“Oh, thanks.” He stood up and walked up to me. He glance at me and then down at the cake.
“Well go on. Make a wish.” I said, holding the cake with a hand and brushing his hair on his forehead behind his ear.
He shrug at my touch so I pulled my hand back shyly and looked away. He blew the candles and closed his eyes. I notice sweat on his forehead. “Having nightmares again?” I asked, scared for him.
He opened his eyes. I found myself staring into two deep-blue oceans. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to tell you because I know how much you worried when I do.” He dropped his shoulders and stared at the ground.
“It’s fine. I understand. Just please, tell me next time.” I grab his chin and made him look up at me. “I love you. You know that right?”
He nodded and gave me a hug. I put the cake on top of the drawer and put an arm around his shoulder. He was an inch smaller than me so I looked down at him and playfully hit his arm knowing soon he will be way taller. “So what you want to do on your birthday, big boy?” I smiled.
“Maybe we can go to the beach,” He suggested. But then notice my expression. “Oh right. I forgot you can’t swim. We can do something else—
“No, let’s go the beach.” I felt bad because we never got to go the beach because of me and I knew how much he love to swim. It was his birthday too. It would had been wrong for me to tell him no.
“Thanks. You’re the best, Lexi.” He said excitedly, already looking through the mess of clothes he had on the floor for swimming shorts.
Right …, I thought. It was his seventeen birthday just a few more weeks and he’ll be eighteen and fully grown. He would finally stop aging. I couldn’t believe in just a few months a baby would grow to be my age. But it was something proving right every day I saw him. I walked back to my bedroom and put on a tank top and shorts. The house was much quieter without Tom working on his equipment’s. He left early every day in the morning to where I have no idea. He been doing that a lot lately, sometimes he didn’t even came home. Not even to eat super. I tied my long-brown hair into a ponytail. I hated my hair it was plain flat, didn’t have curls or waves. I rolled my eyes and left the room not wanting to take a look at myself in the mirror.
“You are ready?” I asked, knocking on Isaiah’s door.
He came out of his room dress in swimming shorts, flip flops, and a white t-shirt. He had a build shape of body so the t-shirt hugged his waist and chest instead of hanging loosely. “Remind me again to go shopping for clothes with you.” I shrugged.
He chuckled. “Let’s go”.
We left the house and walked on the sidewalk towards the beach a mile away. It was windy outside and I began to regret not wearing a sweater. What caught me by surprise was when he grabbed my hand against his. I look at our hands wrap together. Then, I looked at him who kept staring down the road. But he did caught me looking at him and smiled. It felt all too weird now that he wasn’t a child anymore. I was going crazy thinking I began to develop feelings for him but I always thought of him as a son although I was too young for kids. But now that his grown everything seems so different.
We left the house and walked on the sidewalk towards the beach a mile away. It was windy outside and I began to regret not wearing a sweater. What caught me by surprise was when he grabbed my hand against his. I look at our hands wrap together. Then, I looked at him who kept staring down the road. But he did caught me looking at him and smiled. It felt all too weird now that he wasn’t a child anymore. I was going crazy thinking I began to develop feelings for him but I always thought of him as a son although I was too young for kids. But now that his grown everything seems so different. I detach my hand from his. It didn’t seem right. I look at the gray sky above and tried to start a conversation.
“It looks like it might start raining.” I mentioned.
He look kind of disappointed. “Mhm.” He put his hands on his swimming shorts pockets and kept walking.
I knew what that meant, so I stood quiet for the rest of the walk.
I knew what that meant, so I stood quiet for the rest of the walk. Just as we reached the board walk I ran into Cassandra and her crew. I wanted to turn back but I didn’t want to ruin Isaiah day. She met her brown eyes with mines and gave me a smirk with her tulip lips blending in with her blonde hair. I shrugged and Isaiah looked at me.
“Are you okay?” He questioned.
“I’m fine, let’s just go.” I passed by them not looking back.
We reached the end of the board walk where we could see the clear water underneath. Isaiah looked at me and reached out for my hand again. This time I grabbed his and didn’t let go. I was terrified. I couldn’t stop thinking how easily it will be to just fall into the water. But having Isaiah by my side made me worry less.
He stared at me the sunlight reflecting upon his eyes making them glow brighter. “I’m really glad you’re here with me.”
“Of course. Where else would I be?” I laughed, not quite meeting his eyes.
“Listen, Lexi. There is something I been wanting to tell you …,” His grip on my hand tighten and he took a long deep breath.
All the sudden, my heart beat race and I was afraid of what I will hear. “Is there something wrong? Did something happened?” I got more serious as I tried to pressure him to tell me what was going on.
“No it’s not that is just—
“Well, look who we have here. The freak and the prince.” Cassandra step forward mocking us.
I step in front of her, my hands turning to fists. “What do you want?” I demanded, looking at her crew behind her who were giving me disgusting looks as if I was a piece of trash they couldn’t wait to throw away.
“You know exactly what I want.” She said while staring at Isaiah who was paying attention to me and folded her arms on her chest.
“Just leave us alone,” I rolled my eyes not wanting to start arguing so early in the morning and especially on Isaiah’s birthday.
Cassandra was full of anger, I could see the hate in her eyes. She not only wanted to crush me and tear me apart. But she wanted me out of her way. She wanted me out of Isaiah life. She wanted him all to herself and the only thing standing between her and Isaiah was me. She was so furious she didn’t thought when she reacted and pushed me into the ocean.
I felt myself falling back at first. I remember the birds at the park while Isaiah chased them off. How they would fly away and he then would be all lonely and cry. But as I held him in my arms he then knew. He knew he wasn’t never alone, I always been there and I always will. Expect this time it was me flying away the wind pressing violently on me. But then as I hit the water it was like an underwater tornado swallowing me a whole. I was sinking. Like the titanic but much faster. The water fill me up like a cup. I tried to swim towards the light but not matter how hard I tried I was drowning by the second. When I began to suffocate and no longer could weak, I felt every muscle on my body beginning to weaken. This is it, this is how I died, I thought. I imagined my parents waiting for me with open arms. How great it will be to be with them again, just us and no one else … no! My eyes open and bubbles escaped from my mouth. I kicked and swung my arms around.
Snap out of it, I thought. You have to live. For Isaiah, it’s your duty to protect him. I tried to swim but not effort was working. That’s when I felt warm hands on my waist pulling me to shore, I finally led go and let the hands take me away. I closed my eyes and hoped whoever took me it was to a warm bed where I could finally relax and let my exhaustion out.
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Chapter One
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Ugh, I thought as I heard the annoying sound of my alarm. I reach out my hand and banged on it till it stopped. I force my face against the pillow hoping to go back to sleep. But as usual I couldn’t I brush the sheets of my bed aside as I sat up and placed a foot on the floor. The second my foot reach the floor I felt a piece of glass slid through my foot. Immediately I let out a loud gasp as the pain stroke me. I rushed and grab my foot biting my lip to keep myself from screaming. I notice a tiny piece of glass sticking out of my foot. I closed my eyes and grasp the tiny piece of glass between my fingers and pulled it quickly out. A drop of blood took form where the tiny piece of glass was. I wiped it with my thumb then looked back at the floor.
“What the—?” I look around at pieces of broken glass splatter all around my floor.
I shook my head. That’s when I realized I couldn’t remember anything that happened. I knew I needed to clean this mess before my parents see it. I found my slippers beside my nightstand and put them on. There was something different about the house. The morning sunlight reflected upon my room which meant my mother would be in the kitchen cooking breakfast as usual. But I didn’t smell food or the sound of my mom washing the dishes. The house was too quiet. I blinked, trying to clear my mind. I step out of my room and walked down the hallway towards the bathroom. I found the sink and wash my face with cold water since everything seemed blurry. I took deep breaths staring back at my eyes. It was as if I knew but I didn’t want to believe it. There was definitely something wrong going on. If only I could talk to my parents …, yes, that’s what I needed to do. I pat my face dry with a towel and headed for my parent’s bedroom.
There was a pain at the back of my head. It was as if I been smack with something. The door of my parent’s bedroom was already slightly open although they always kept it close. I walked faster to their bedroom and placed a hand on the knob to push the door wide open. I was caught by surprise. My whole body froze. The windows to my parent’s room were broken, the bed sheets were torn apart. The whole room was a mess. It was not the kind of mess wild parties had this was much more dangerous. Someone was looking for something. Whatever it was most had been important to destroy everything on its way. I felt my heart beat race. One word came to my mind.
No.
I ran and took off down the staircase but before I could reach the end of the steps. I saw my father body laying down on the floor. He was wearing his work clothes. But not so far from his body laid his head. A frozen terrified expression pressed on his face. I drop to my knees, tears sliding down my puffy cheeks. My trembling hands reached my mouth. I felt as if someone slit my heart wide open. I wanted to sink down a hole and hide but I knew that was impossible.
“Dad!” I cried out. “Oh my gosh, Dad!”
“Oh god, oh god.” I whimper as I touched my father’s body. “This can’t happening. No, no. This must be a dream. Oh god, please. This can’t be happening …, please!”
I do not know how long I sat there hugging my father’s body close to mind. How long I tried picturing him alive. I pictured him and me at the park when I was a kid. How we used to played hide and seek and he pretended not to know where I was because he wanted me to feel smart. But I knew better I was never good at hiding not even hiding lies. The way he would make jokes to keep a conversation going with my friends although he knew how much it annoyed me when he tried to get along with my friends. But he was always there, not matter when I was down and wanted to be alone. He cared more for me than anything. It was his job to protect me he thought. But now, who was the job to protect him? I shook my head furiously letting more tears fall on his bloody shirt.
Then that’s when it hit me. Mom. I had to find her. Maybe she was still alive. I whisper to my father’s dead body, apologizing for having to leave him there. The thought of him dead not quite getting into my head. I walked slowly to the kitchen and grab a long-sharp knife. I tried the house phone located in the kitchen but I got no signal. I saw the stove still turn on and a burned pancake on top of the pan. I quickly turned the stove off. The only room still left that I haven’t check was the living room. I pass by my father’s body trying my best to look away. It was hard to keep a gasp on the knife with my trembling hands. I step into the living room and there I found my mother. What I saw was beyond horrifying. Her whole face was impacted, her arms and legs were cut off her body. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I drop the knife and my face cupped on my hands. My entire body felt like an earthquake. All I could think was, what could they had possibly done to deserve this. I cried and cried, my eyes burned but I still kept crying on. My whole life was destroyed. It was hard to believe so much could be taken away in just one day. And there was only one question. Why?
That’s when I heard a sound, my eyes wide opened. It a baby’s cry. It came from the kitchen. I stood up and slowly walked to the kitchen. The sound getting louder. It was coming from the pantries closet. I took a minute before opening it. There was a blanket rolled on something. I picked up the blanket and saw a face popping out. Two glowing hazel eyes staring at me. It was a baby.
It seemed to be smiling at me. I look behind me in confusion and then back at the baby. I had to get the baby away from my house. I hugged the baby tightly against my chest keeping it from seeing anything then walked to the front door. I promised myself I’ll be back for my parents I wasn’t ever leave them there. I step onto the porch and walked down the steps feeling the hot air against my skin. It was such a beautiful afternoon who would had thought it was the day of my parent’s death. I went to my neighbor’s house where my best friend Lucy lived. I knocked on the door loud enough for them to hear me. Then I heard someone approaching the door right after Lucy’s mom appeared in front of me.
“Lexi, what are you doing on your pajamas, don’t you have school today? And who is this cute little baby?” She asked, while reaching to take the baby from my hands.
I tried to answer but no words came out of my mouth. I began to cry. “What’s the matter?” She asked worried.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, pointing to my house. “My parents they are …,” I couldn’t force myself to say it.
Ms. Montgomery led me inside her house and sat me on the couch. She went upstairs and I heard her ask Lucy to keep me company. Lucy came downstairs with the baby in her arms and sat next to me. I knew she wanted to ask me what was wrong but her mother probably told her not to ask anything. She also asked her husband to accompany her to go check on my house, I watched them go.
I stared at Lucy. She still looked as pretty as always. Her auburn hair and light brown eyes with her stubby nose and pink lips. How could she not see it? I always found her prettier than me and most girls from our school. I had freckles on my face which ruined my looks. She put a hand on my shoulder and hold the baby on the other. It wasn’t minutes later before the police finally arrived. They interview me asking me questions, if there was anyone who would want to harm my parents or any particular reason of money being involve. But I told them not that I knew of. My father was a scientist and my mother didn’t work she helped around the house. They didn’t seem the type to get killed over money. A questioned I couldn’t answer was where was I when all this happened I knew I had to lie. If not I would become a suspect. But I couldn’t had killed my parents there was no blood on me or my hands. No weapon. Nothing. Whoever killed them didn’t want me to find out. So I lied I slept over Lucy house, thankfully Ms. Montgomery caught on and agreed.
Back then I didn’t know what I knew now, this. This was only just the beginning.
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