The last few classes had gone by before I had been found. I figured someone knew where I was because several people saw me come into the band room. I used to hide out in the closet when I had my last bodyguard, but no one would tell him where I was. When the last class ended, I checked my phone. I didn't answer anyone's messages and had placed my phone on silent. I waited thirty minutes before getting up and leaving the closet. The teacher looked to me before coming over.
"I know you used to hide out in here to get away from your last bodyguard so I didn't tell your new one or Luna. I wasn't sure what had happened because we haven't seen you in here for a while." She told me.
"Thank you." I forced a smile. "Please have a good day." I walked away, limping down the hall with tears in my eyes. I wasn't sure if it was because of the pain in my leg or the confusion that rampaged my mind. I was close to the front of the school when I saw Mykel. He was a few feet away so I stopped. He looked like he finally relaxed after a long day.
"Jasper-"
"Did you know?" I interrupted him. He gazed at me with a confused expression. "Did my parents tell you?" His expression fell, causing him to look guilty. I frowned, walking passed him.
"Jasper! They told me that you had a sister. Not that she was still alive." He grabbed my arm. I spun around, pulling my arm from his grip.
"I didn't even know that I had one! My mother isn't always all there. Especially when it comes to important things." I yelled. "I can't trust any of you. I'm going home." I walked down the hall and outside. I began to walk away from the school and once I was off school grounds, Mykel pulled up next to me in the car.
"Jasper. Get in. Your leg is still healing and you're pregnant." He spoke. I frowned, but for the safety of my child, I got into the car. "I'm sorry."
"Don't talk to me." I looked out the window. He stayed quiet even when we got to the house. I got out before he could pull the wheelchair out. I stormed passed two security guards and up the stairs to my room. I decided to sleep for a few hours, even though I laid awake in bed for at least one.
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After my nap, I went downstairs to the kitchen. I was hungry, but I also wanted to speak to my parents. I made a sandwich and sat on the counter as I thought of what I would say to my parents. One of the security guards that helped raise me approached. His name was Jared and he was in his late forties. He studied me closely and even though he was one of my favorites, it bothered me.
"I hear that you and Mykel hit a rough patch." He leaned against the wall.
"More like Mykel and Luna are lairs and I don't want to talk to them." I grumbled.
"How so?"
"They both knew that my sister was alive. They had to of. Luna said that Kaelyn could be her which means she knew that my sister was alive." I chomped on my sandwich angrily.
"But what if they just hoped your sister was alive?" He raised an eyebrow.
"That doesn't make any sense." I finished my sandwich. "In order to hope that she is, you have to know that she isn't dead."
"You're right, but they don't know for certain. So, that being said, why are you so hard on them for not knowing for certain?"
"Your brother died a few years ago, right? If someone told you that a look alike could be him, how would you feel?" I got off of the counter and stepped closer to him.
"I would be very confused. I saw my brother's body." He responded.
"I was adopted as a baby. You know. You were here. I've never seen my sister and didn't know she existed at one point until I was fourteen. To be told that she is still alive and goes to my school... it's... mind boggling." I stated. "You can't expect me to just accept it."
"I don't. None of us do, but you shouldn't push everyone away because you don't have the answers that you seek." He stopped leaning against the wall. "I'm sure everyone would help you find your answers if you just asked." I paused, gazing at the floor. I thought of how I could find answers and what answers I needed. I felt tired again so I moved passed Jared and went back upstairs to my room where I laid in bed. The only light in the room came from the window. Pale moon light that drifted into the glass and illuminated my dresser. My thoughts seemed like a vast ocean with waves as high as sky scrapers. Waves that rolled over each other and crashed, making a roaring sound as they built back up. I rolled over so that my back faced the window and placed a hand on my belly. It wasn't big yet, but I knew that I was pregnant. It brought peace into my mind, but not enough to calm the raging waves that were my thoughts. I closed my eyes, hoping to sleep. I wanted my thoughts to quiet down and allow me to understand. I doubted it would happen naturally so I thought about the baby inside me. I thought about how they would look and if they would be high maintenance. I wondered if I was going to breastfeed or bottle feed. I wished that I had a normal life. I wished that things weren't so complicated and that I didn't faint all the time. It seemed like an impossible wish so I just let myself drift off into sleep.