When I Find You

Chapter 6

"WHAT!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN?!?" I got up and paced back and forth in the living room. This was just too much. WAY to much for me to handle. "your lying to me. All of you. DO YOU THINK THIS IS SOME SICK JOKE!?!?!" I couldn't help the screaming but that's all I wanted to do. The boys just sat in the white sofa looking at me pace back and forth.

"Ok so that man isn't my father?" I asked quietly.
"No. That's your fathers twin brother." Ian said.
"So where's my real dad and why is his brother pretending to be my dad?" I insisted on knowing the truth.

"Jess. I'm going to explain this one more time. Just sit down and calm yourself." I obeyed and sat in the wooden chair that I was once tied to.

"Your real father's a rich man. He isn't in the drug industry. Your grandfather handed over his Import-Export business to your real father and his brother Jeremy got nothing. He was irresponsible and your grandpa didn't think he could handle the business. Jeremy kidnapped your father and kept him in hiding. You were only 5 years old and since they looked alike you wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. He threatened to kill you and your father if your mother didn't cooperate with him. So Jeremy pretended that your father, Frank was dead and was finally able to take over the business.  He told his father that he would also take care of yo and your mother. Instead of exporting what he had to. He started to implant drugs into the products to make some more money." Ian stopped talking and looked at me
"So my dads alive?" I asked. They all nodded their heads yes.
"And my mom took all of those years of abuse to protect me and my father." My eyes began tearing up and the boys nodded their heads again.
"When you took me, his eyes were full of fear." I stopped and thought for a while. "It wasn't fear of loosing me. He was afraid I would find out."
"So why did he protect me? Why did he take me to martial arts class. Why did he act like he cared?" I asked.
"Because your father asked him to and" Ian stopped himself. And looked at the boys.
"And what." I asked.
Ian shut his eyes and slowly breathed "The business belongs to you." He said. My eyes swelled up and my jaw dropped.
"WHAT?!?" I screamed again.
"It's yours. Your mom doesn't know. That's why she couldn't do anything. She thought your grandfather left the business to Jeremy. There was a clause in the contract stating that you would become the owner at the age of 18,b but your grandfather passed away before he could tell your mother" Ian said.
"So where's my dad?" I asked.
"Umm. That's the problem. We don't know.." Mathew said quietly. I looked to him and then to Ian and Evan. I squinted my eyes and then looked at all of them once again. I stood up and said "how do you know all of this?"
"Your dad worked with our dads. They were all partners in the business. They were best friends. " Evan said.
"So where are your fathers? Why didn't they take over the business.?" I was so confused.
"Jeremy killed mine" Evan said. I gasped "oh my.."
"And mine" said Mathew. I had no idea. This is why they all wanted revenge. I looked at Ian.
"He has mine." He said quietly and he slowly got up and walked away. I watched him walk away and my eyes started to tear up. "I'm sorry guys. I had no idea" I said softly. None of them said anything. Both boys had their heads down in their hands. They needed some time alone. I got up and went to look for Ian.
I found him standing outside. There was a sliding glass door in the kitchen that led to the beautiful yard outside. I opened the sliding doors and quietly walked behind him.
"Hey" I said softly.
He didn't turn around. So I went next to him and looked up at him.
"I'm sorry. I was so mean to you. I understand now." I breathed and then continued. "I'll help you find your dad and we will bring down Jeremy. He will pay for what he did. I promise." He looked down at me and said "thank you". Then he walked back in to the house.
I wasn't going to leave these men. They needed me. And I needed them. Wait. How do I know they were telling the truth? I stormed back into the house and looked at the boys. Ian was in the kitchen and the boys still in the living room.
"How do i know your not lying?" I asked. They all turned to look at me.
"It's up to you whether you believe us or not." Ian's face turned stone cold and he walked away into his room. Then the boys got up and walked away leaving me alone. I guess they trusted me enough to let me be alone. Maybe they wanted to see if I was going to stay and help or leave them. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I found a bottle of beer and popped it open. I needed a drink. I needed to process all of this. I had no idea if this was real. I basically gulped the entire bottle in one sip and looked for another but there wasn't anymore. I searched around looking for something else to drink. And found a big bottle of Jack Daniels. Jackpot. I didn't bother looking for a glass. I drank straight from the bottle.
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 I looked up at the clock. It was 8 o'clock. The guys had been in their rooms for two hours leaving me alone with a bottle of Jack. My bottle was almost done and It was getting pretty hot. I removed my shirt and pants revealing my bra and underwear. I'm glad I wore my sexy black panties. I sat on the cold floor of the kitchen and leaned back against the cupboards. I continued to drink the bottle and thought about everything. It seemed legit. I mean everything was finally making sense. I heard footsteps walking into the kitchen but I couldn't make out who it was, everything was blurry. The figure moved closely to me and then stopped. It then grabbed the bottle from my hands and threw it in the sink.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?" It was Ian.
"UGHH g-g-give bottle." I said as he tried to lift me up. He took off his shirt and tried to put it on me. I wiggled around a bit trying to reach for the bottle. But Ian was strong and he pulled me back. He finally put the shirt on me and then he threw me over his shoulder and walked into a room. He gently laid me on the bed and then covered me with the blanket "what the hell are you doing?" He said quietly as he tucked me in. He sat on the bed next to me and then put his head in his hand.

"I'm sorry." He said regretfully. "I didn't mean to do this "
"It-it- it wasn't y-ou. I-i was just sad. He-he lied to me. He didn't mean anything he-he said to me." I thought about what Jeremy and told me before my wedding. How much he was proud of me. And how he loved me ,it was all lies. I started sobbing and crying. I didn't care than Ian was there. "I-I'm a failure. I let my mom go through all of that. I went through all of that. My father." I sobbed even more "he is probably being tortured" I continued my sobbing and I realized that Evan and Mathew were standing by the door. They were all just Looking at me like they didn't know what to say. I knew  they understood what I was going through. They cried like this before. I could see it in their eyes.
"I'm-im sorry." I said and I felt my eyes fall. I couldn't stay awake any longer. I looked at Ian one last time and then to the boys and gently closed my eyes.
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Ian's P.O.V
I woke up from my nap realizing that I had left Jessica alone. I left her because I needed to see if she believed in me I got up from my bed and opened the door. I was pretty thirsty so I walked through the short hallway into the kitchen. I stopped for a moment to process what was happening.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!??" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Jessica was lying on the kitchen floor, drunk as an old man. She was wearing no clothes only her under garments. She looked really sexy. Yeah she was drunk but that matching black laced bra and panties really suited her. I stopped my thoughts. What was I thinking? I needed to stop.

"UGHH g-g-give bottle." She said as I tried to lift her up. I quickly took off my shirt and tried to put it on her. She wiggled her way around a bit trying to reach for the bottle. But I was strong and I pulled her back. I finally managed to put the shirt on her and then I threw her over my shoulder and walked into my room. I gently laid her on the bed and then covered her with the blanket "what the hell were you doing?" I said quietly. I took a moment to think about what She just did. Was it my fault? Did I just give her too much information to handle?
"I'm sorry." I said. "I didn't mean to do this to you."

She continued to slur around some more words. And then she began to cry. She was crying harder and harder each minute. I couldn't make out the words she was saying but I did manage to understand the words "mom, abuse, failure and torture" Whatever she was saying was pretty brutal. I realized that the boys had made their presence in the room. I looked their way and they looked back at me, the same way they looked at me when their fathers died. This was the way they felt when they got the news. We understood her. We understood her pain.
"I'm-im sorry" she managed to say before she passed out.

I patted her head and got up from the bed. I walked towards the door and took one last look at her before I shut the door and made my way to the living room. The guys were already their sitting on the sofa with their hands on their heads.
"Are we gonna tell her?" Evan asked.
"She deserves to know." Mathew added.
"Not right now. She's going through enough right now."
"But-" I cut Evan off.
"NO! And that's final. We can't hurt her like this anymore. We will tell her when the time is right. But then maybe she will find out herself." I breathed for a moment. "We just can't break her heart anymore. I can't see her like this" I said quietly.