Never thought I would have the privilege to have a birthday party again. Especially after everything with Carl and mum.
Dad said that if I had wanted to I could hold a small get-together for my friends and anyone else that I would want to come and celebrate my birthday with me. At first, I was skeptical about who to ask because friends wise I only have Kyle and nobody else. I didn't want to invite mom because she would be bringing Carl along with her and I wanted him as far away from me as was physically possible.
After thinking it over and debating it in my head with myself, like a crazy person yes, I decided that I would invite everyone close to me that knows and helped me with everything before dad came home because ever since the war hero was back everyone wanted to suddenly become my friend. After all, my dad was a hero. I didn't want any one of those fakes at my party and if it ended up only being the four of us then so be it. At least I will hopefully have a wonderful time and enjoy my birthday for the first time in twelve years.
I finally decided that it would only be me, Alex, my dad, and Kyle if he would be willing to show up because we haven't spoken since the night I slept at his place and he made his confession thinking I was asleep. Alex I knew would be game to come as she would anyways be here helping me with my schoolwork I had missed while in the hospital and away from school. She was the first person to volunteer when I asked for help right after waking up in the hospital, wanting to help even before it was made public that my dad, the war hero, was back home and that I would be staying with him as of now.
The first few days back at school were the worst days of my life. In the past, I had wanted to remain invisible and had managed to do so but now that the news was public I tried to be invisible but unfortunately didn't exactly succeed in that. Everyone now knew about Carl and what he had done and the constant sympathetic looks and words were starting to get to me and make me mad.
They were all "sorry they didn't notice and help me get away from him" or they understood what I was going through" or "It will be fine in the long run". I just wanted to scream so that everyone could hear me that I didn't need their sympathy and that it was not going to be fine for a while and that it is okay that it is not going to be fine for a while.
With it being prom I thought it would be mean of me to scream this so I smiled and walked away as soon as someone wanted or had started talking about me, or to me about Carl. So far it had been working and it seems that everyone was getting the message that I did not want to talk about it. There were also a few other more important stories coming to life so the coverage of mine would soon die down and then I would be able to return to my invisible ways and just get through this last year of school before I can be free from this.
Everyone was being asked to go to prom in the most outrageous ways as if the next person wanted to top the last person. Some of them were romantic and funny and others were just plain gross. Not that I cared because I wasn't planning on going for various reasons. One of them was that I was still fully covered in bruises and hiding them would not be an easy option. I knew that hiding them would be futile because everyone knows but I was so used to having to hide them that it seems to happen naturally.
Another reason was that I did not exactly have someone to go with and I definitely wasn't going alone to be a wallflower for the whole evening. Alex wasn't going because she was studying and I didn't know about Kyle as we are still not on speaking terms.
As I was walking home from school I kept getting the feeling that I was being watched and followed but couldn't see anything suspicious when I looked over my shoulder. I started increasing my speed and pace so I could get home and maybe have this feeling go away. I was about a block away from my house when I saw that the same car that I saw at school and every time I looked over my shoulder was still behind me. Scared I kept looking behind me every few steps I took to be sure if the car was indeed following me or if it was just a fiction of my imagination.
Looking behind me again I saw that the car had stopped and that a man had gotten out of the passenger seat and was starting to walk toward me. Scared out of my mind I started running the last bit home wanting to get there and safely inside to lock the door before the man behind me could reach me. I was three or four houses away from home when I was looking back too long and didn't notice the higher piece of the walkway. I fell down to the ground hitting my head and scraping my knees as I went down.
I started feeling lightheaded and when I remembered the man chasing after me I tried getting up but my left ankle was swollen and I couldn't place any weight on it. Crawling home wasn't an option because of my scraped knees and walking with this ankle wouldn't be easy even though it was such a small distance. Thinking again about the man chasing after me gave me the willpower to get to the tree and pull myself up enough to begin slowly limping home on the one good ankle I still had to use.
Seeing our home come into view made me happy because it means that I only had a little way to go still but seeing my dad home made me even happier.
As I was limping toward the house my dad came to help me as soon as he had noticed me limping. He wanted to know what happened while he was helping me to get to his car. "Can I just please go and drop my stuff in the house before I let you take me to the hospital as I know that is what you want to do now?" I asked my dad. I just wanted to get away from the man if he was still chasing after me. I didn't know and I certainly couldn't check now. "No, give me everything you want to put in the house. Once I have you in the car I will drop it in the house coming back to take you to the hospital." I sighed. Dad led me towards his car and helped me into the passenger side before taking my bookbag and backpack I held out to him to drop off in the house. He wasn't even gone a minute before he was back pulling the car out of the driveway into the street. He looked mad and wanted to know what had happened and why and how I had gotten hurt. He looked angry but he assured me that he wasn't mad
When I heard the door opening I opened my eyes thinking it was Kyle that was leaving my room but when I had them open I saw that Kyle was inches away from touching his lips to mine. Knowing this the only explanation for who is at the door could be that it was my dad. I swear I have never seen anyone move as fast as Kyle did when my dad cleared his throat to announce his presence in the room. He was up, off of my bed, and out the door with a rushed goodbye in like three seconds. This had me laughing and I didn't even know what was funnier. Kyle's rushed leaving or my dad's face at what he had caught us doing in my room. After this dad has been acting funny and weirder than normal. What I didn't expect was that he and Kyle would be arranging behind my back to get my dress made and everything else arranged so that I would be ready to go to prom with him. The dress was the most perfect one I have ever seen and I fell in love with it almost immediately when I fit it for the first time
Kyle's P.O.V I got out of that suit as fast as I could with the prospect of cuddling with Clara, alone on the couch was something that I definitely was looking forward to. I had wanted to do so much more than the little goodnight peck I left on her cheek but I feared that her dad was home and he would cut off my you know what if he caught me kissing her on the mouth. He had warned me that he would do as much if he did see me getting cozy with his daughter. That alone would scare any young man from doing anything with her but adding the fact that he survived captivity for as long as he had and was in the military for so long had my legs shaking properly. This was also the reason that I looked up to him and admired him. You would think that someone like that would not be able to be as loving and gentle as he is with Clara. She has told me that she hears him some nights screaming when he wakes up from a nightmare and then crying before he is finally resting again. She doesn't know ho
I actually passed and made it with everything that had gone on and happened to me. Not the best of marks as I was used to getting earlier years but still way above the minimum needed for a pass. I had also decided that I wasn't going to go to university or college or anything in that regard but that I wanted to help people but especially kids who were being abused and were maybe too scared to talk about it and such cases. There were many different options for who to join or where to go and offer my services but ultimately I decided on the FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation) as their children's unit was the most advanced and they had been the most helpful in the application and interview process. One and a half years laterAfter extensive training and evaluations, I had been able to qualify as a special agent for the FBI. I hadn't been a part of the children's division team long when an undercover operation had gone south and most of our senior agents were compromised and we had un
I woke up tied to a chair with a massive headache and some dried blood dripping from the side where the blow to the head took place. There was a dirty rag placed and taped to my mouth and this muffled my screams to absolutely nothing.Nobody would be hearing me scream and this had panic flooding my system. I know I am a scary trained agent and that I was not supposed to still get scared or panicked no matter how much you have been trained you will still have a little fear or panic set in when you find yourself in such a situation.I tried wiggling to see if I couldn't get my hands a little loose so I could try and get out of the chair when I heard footsteps coming from outside the door of the room. I decided at that moment that I would close my eyes and just pretend to still be knocked out.I heard the door creak open and the footsteps of the person coming towards me until they stopped right in front of me. I didn't think my plan was failing un
After he had left, locking the door on his way out again, I tried getting up and just sitting with my back against the bed frame until the dizziness from the bump would pass when I felt Teresa trying to help me to sit up a little more. Once I was as comfortable as I was going to get I thanked her for her help. She looked as if she wanted to talk to me so I beckoned her closer and when she actually came I patted the spot on the floor next to me where she could sit. She hesitated for a second before deciding and coming over and sitting down in the spot that I had shown her. "He is totally obsessed with you. Before you came he would come and sit with me and he would tell me all about you and what he had seen when he was following you before you put him away, telling me everything that he had wanted to do to you." She started crying but she was still talking so I didn't want to interrupt her."He thanked me because I would be helping him get you. I didn't want to help him get you but t
We woke up hearing sirens, gunshots, and wood breaking. It could mean one of two things. Either we were being rescued and they were the ones doing the shooting and hopefully winning or John had become involved with some other low lives while in prison and they were coming for him because he didn't hold up his end of some sort of bargain or whatever they call their dealings these days. I was hoping for the first option really hard when it went quiet. You could have heard a pin drop. The torturing silence didn't last long before someone was at the door trying to break it down. I stood up and hid Teresa behind me for what it was worth. If it was option 1 we would just leave the room with the rescuers and if it was option 2 then they would have to get through me first before they could get to her. Not a very smart thing to say because judging by the sound of the weapons it's not small play things and in one shot I would be dead anyways. Finally, after a while, the person on the other en
Two weeks laterJack and I had become friends fast. It really felt like he was my best friend but this definitely felt different than the relationship that I had with Kyle and he was for the longest time not only my best friend but also my only friend. We went out and I really enjoyed his company and he was surely going on as if he was enjoying mine. It was a great way to switch off from everything happening at work.It was Tuesday and that means we will be going ice skating at the local rink. I went at least once a week, sometimes more when there was time for it. I loved being out on the ice and just enjoying myself being free and gliding around and around the rink. When he suggested we go skating I warned him that I had my own skates and that I am somewhat experienced in skating.He, like the gentleman he is came and met me at the door of my house, and opened the car door for me both to get in and out. We walked in hand in hand. He had to go to the
I went down to the pharmacy to get his medicine while he packed his things into the bag that I had brought for him. Multi-tasking to get everything done the soonest as possible, and I also thought that Jack wouldn't want to be seen too long in the wheelchair he needs to leave in. He tried everything to get them to void that part of the policy, but they were consistent that he would be leaving the hospital in a wheelchair. I tried so hard not to laugh at some of his reasonings, but that was just so hard because they started getting sillier and sillier as he was running out of good ideas. I didn't know if Jack would be up to seeing people today, but I did need to go and get the twins and Andrew before we go home. I contemplated leaving him in the car and then just getting them, surprising them when they climbed in the car and there he was. Nici was back at work in the mornings so dad would be alone with the two babies and later all 5 kids, a fact he didn't seem to be too happy about,
Kids dropped off safely I was heading to the hospital to go and visit Jack, hoping to get some good news today that I would be able to take him home soon. The twins were starting to ask questions about when he was coming home and telling them that his mission was taking a little longer than usual and was not cutting it anymore. I doubt if they were believing me about that anymore, but I couldn't start telling them other stories now because that would have me seem less credible. Walking into the hallway, I greeted the nurses that I had started getting to know and asked about how the night went with Jack. At the start of this, they started telling me how the night went in an attempt to cheer me up and it had sort of stuck with me asking them how his night went each time I came to visit and them just telling me because I was not going to lie it did make me feel better to hear that he didn't have any pain and that he was starting to eat like his old self again. "The night went great.
I woke up still in Jack's arms when the nurse wanted to take his vitals. Blushing and apologizing I rushed into the bathroom to make myself look decent enough to meet with Jack's doctor that would no doubt be coming any minute now.I wanted to know when I would be able to take Jack home because that would be the first time he would be able to hold his son, physically look at him not through a picture on my phone or a video call with Nici when visiting him in the hospital.The fact that he had been moved to a normal patient room had given me hope that he wouldn't need to stay here much longer but I needed some definite confirmation before I got ahead of myself and hoped for nothing because the amount of bandages still on his body had me doubting myself on this.Looking at myself in the mirror I used my fingers to try and comb through my hair and make it look decent enough, washing my face to get rid of the streaked and smeared makeup that I did
I managed to survive the visit with the twins without breaking down and crying my heart out like I had done when they left and were far enough away not to hear me. The nurse that talked to me in the ICU came and gave me regular updates on Jack's condition and even helped me visit him twice before I was discharged. Now I would only be allowed to come during visiting hours like non-patients. Since my car was still in the hospital parking lot from when I had driven myself here I didn't feel the need to call Dad or Nici to ask them to come and fetch me and Andrew. His car seat was in the car in any case and everything else I needed for him was in the hospital bag. I didn't want to drive out again or be at home alone so I stopped at Dad's house on the way home to pick up the twins. I still didn't think it would be a good idea to let the twins know about Jack until it was necessary. I went to see him and spoke to his doctor before I signed my release forms. Each time I visited he just lo
The moment dad told me he had found Jack and I saw his standing there looking defeated and tired I knew it had to be the worst thing that I needed to expect. We were both in dangerous jobs and enemies is something we had more of than friends and even though there were precautions sometimes some things still happened and families were left without their loved ones.I just didn't think it would happen to my family. I wasn't ready to do anything alone without Jack. Tearing up I knew that I had to ask the words and make sure that he was gone before I started seeing the worst future that could not even be true."Is he... did Jack die?"My dad answered almost immediately. His answer made me relax and fear for Jack's life at the same time. He wasn't dead yet but with the condition dad says he is in it could happen sooner or later.I started removing the blankets from me and searching for the shoes I placed here before going to bed so that I cou
I didn't even look at the name of the hospital that came up in the search and just blindly followed the direction the GPS was giving me. I prayed that I would find him there in the hospital waiting room, sitting with the cuts and bruises from the accident bandaged and wrapped but that would be the only thing that had happened to him. "You have arrived at your destination."I looked up to see that I was taken to the hospital where Clara had given birth and where she and Andrew were still. I didn't think it to be a coincidence but I rushed into the reception area where I asked the nurse about the car crash victims that were brought in. I told her that I was looking for my son. "There were three men who did not have any identification on them that we currently are unaware of who they are. I can take you to their rooms and then you can have a look if one of them is not maybe your son."I nodded and followed the nurse to the rooms where she was taking me. The first two men were not Jack
"Okay, honey. I'm going to need you to push with me on the next contraction.""No. I can't do this alone."I had started full-on crying at this point because I didn't want to do this alone. One of the nurses had walked over to the side of the bed and took my hand."You are one strong woman and you can do this. You are not alone. We are all here with you and we will all support you as much as you need and for as long as you need it. Now you need to be brave for yourself and for your son."I nodded my head and took a few deep breaths. I was waiting for the contraction and I was ready to do this when I heard dad's voice at the entrance of the room." You kept your promise."I had just said that sentence when the contraction hit and the doctor urged me to start pushing. The nurse stayed on one side, and Dad went to the other, taking my hand and encouraging me from there. When the contraction was finally over and I had not heard a bab
Two Months Later Dropping the twins at their friend's house and going into the office to check something out Jack left me alone at home with the promise that he would be back as soon as possible to watch the movies that we had picked out for the evening. Not wanting to wait for him to come back I started the movie so long. I was barely fifteen minutes into the movie when my water decided that it would be a great idea to break and Andrew decided that he would love to come into the world today. I tried calling Jack but all I got was voicemail each and every time. Not getting through to Jack, I tried calling both Dad and Nici but both of their phones were also off and I was not getting through to anyone of them. The only other option I have is to get myself to the hospital in time. Getting my hospital bag and putting it in the car went slowly because of the pain occasionally making me double over before I could go on. I didn't know what I would be doing when the contractions would hi
After we had told Dad and Nici that I was also pregnant we had a little celebration before Nici said she was too tired and that she was going to go and lie down but we were free to continue the celebrations. Not wanting to keep Dad away from Nici for too long we said our goodbyes and left for home. As usual, it was one hell of a fight to get Cathy to leave her granddad and come home with us because she was a total grandad's girl. She had been most fond of him since she was a little girl and once her granddad had her in his arms, no one could steal her away, not even her mother, might I add, because she started screaming bloody murder when you tried. AJ tends to keep at my or Jack's sides most of the time when they are not playing around. He ended up being a mommy's boy. He was quieter than his sister and sometimes that worried me but other times he just made me not underestimate him anymore. Getting calls from his kindergarten teacher telling me that he isn't making friends or mixin