Not Gone

Chapter 16

"Britney!" my mother said. "I'm so glad to see you!"

"Where is dad?" I asked out of instinct.

"Darling..." she said tearing up. Then I remembered.

"Oh" I whispered

"Let's go then." my mother said helping me out of the wheelchair. The nurse told my mother about the pain prescriptions and upcoming doctor appointments.

As we walked to the car my mother sped up as if in a hurry.

"What's the rush?" I asked her.

"Oh nothing, I just don't like being out at night." she said as she got in the car quickly. It was only about 8 and the sun had just gone down.

I had trouble opening the door because of my broken right arm but I managed to get in the car somehow.

The second my door closed my mother sped out of the parking lot. This seems a lot like my dream except my mom was driving. But this time, the roads were completely empty. Which was completely weird because we were in the middle of the city.

"May I ask you why you used my car this morning?" my mother said looking at me.

Uh oh.

"Ummmmm... I forgot?" I said biting my nails.

"How can you forget what car you drive!? You are almost 17 and a junior in high school!"

"Your car was behind mine." I can't believe I messed that up. How could I have a fancier car than my mom?

After about driving for twenty minutes in actually MY car, I saw a van on the road as we came to a red light. But when the light turned green my mother didn't start going again.

As the van approached us, my mother fumbled to get some papers out of the back seat.

The van stopped next to us and a person got out. He walked over to our car and my mother lowered the window.

"Ma'am, my I ask why you are out so late at night?" he asked. It wasn't that late at all. It was only about 8:30.

"Return from hospital." my mom answered handing him the papers.

This day was getting weirder and weirder.

The man looked at us, handed my mom the papers and got back in his van.

My mother sighed and started going again.

.___.

We pulled in the driveway and I rushed out with my backpack.

"Don't forget that Monday morning Austin will pick you up so you can drive my car home from school. And tomorrow you have a date with Austin at seven." my mom said.

"Whatever." I said and walked in the door.

I walked in the kitchen and grabbed of goldfish. I ran upstairs, locked the door and jumped on my bed. I opened my laptop and searched the name Brendan in the school website. A lot of Brendans came up but none of them were the guy I was looking for.

I continued down and on the third page I found him. I clicked on his profile and it said:

Name: Brendan Delaney.
Grade: 12
Date of birth: April 15.
Interests for college courses: government security.

OMG.

Government Security?