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Chapter 2

My eyes stay close, it scares me to open them to see if I was back in that awful place that I believed I would die in, I took a deep breath then slowly open them to see I am in my room still and the light is shining through the blinds. I stand up slowly and stretch my arms out. I walk down stairs excited to eat breakfast. As I walk down the stairs I see my mother in the kitchen cooking. She turns her head as I reach the door way "good morning." She smiles at me "good morning." I say, "Breakfast should be ready in five minutes." My mom informs me, I nod. "Where's dad?" I ask "he's just in the shower." She tells me, I nod "I took the day off at work today so your father and I could go with you to the doctors and the police station." She says, I nod and get a glass of water. I gulp down the water then turn on the radio "Evelyn Shire was found yester-"before the broadcaster could finish my mother turned it off "you don't need to hear any of that." She says "mum?" I question "yes?" she hums "what's going to happen now?" I say "what do you mean?" she asks with her eyebrows furrowed "what is next for me?" I ask, my mom glances at me "well I think we should just take everything one step at a time, things are going to be different but I know you can adapt to it." She says softly, I nod and don't ask any more questions. My father then walks downstairs "good morning." He greets everyone, "good morning, you came just in time breakfast is ready." My mom smiles as she places three scrambled eggs on three dishes and hands them to us. I begin to eat as my father says "well leave for the doctor after breakfast." I nod my head as I take another sip of water. "Your brother is also coming home this weekend to see you." My brother Nolan is twenty one, he moved away the moment he graduated from high school, told me that he needed to get away. I remember he would never visit unless something big happened and I guess me being found was big to him, in all I miss him we used to be really close but as he got older he stopped talking to me. I nod my head to the news not really knowing what to say, I take one last bite of my egg and push the dish aside and go upstairs to change. I put on a gray zip up sweater and put some gray and white sweatpants on then tightly tie the pants up. I place my hair into a pony tail and notice my makeup still scattered on my drawer, I swipe on some mascara and dab a bit of concealer under my tired eyes and I'm ready. I go downstairs to see my father looking out the window "there everywhere." He sighs "who?" I ask walking towards him, he gives me a sad look "reporters." He says "oh." I say and glance out the window to see, news cars and people with microphones standing outside. "Alright eve when we go out there just keep your head down and don't say anything." He tells me as I shove my black converses on, "alright." I say. "Felicia are you almost ready!" my father calls up the stairs "I'll be right down!" she yells back and then two minutes later my mother is downstairs wearing s pair of jeans, with a white blouse, and small black heels. "Ready?" my father asks as his hand is on the door, "yes. "My mom says as I nod and he opens the door. Flashes go off and I keep my head down. "Evelyn how does it feel to be free?!" someone shouts at me, as I continue to follow my parents "do you think your kidnapper will try and find you?!" another yells and I wince at the questions and then jump into the car. My father starts the car as my mom speaks "I'm so sorry that, that happened I'll talk to the police about it." My mother sadly says "its fine. There just surprised I'm alive." I say flatly "Evelyn that's not true, the whole town hoped you'd come back to us." She says "mom I'm a news story just drop it." I sigh as we reach the hospital. I open the car door and hop out. I make my way to the door of the hospital as my parents trail behind. I stand by the door waiting for them to catch up. As they both reach the door, the secretary smiles at them "we are here for Evelyn Shire." My father whispers, the secretary nods her head "she can go right in." she smiles "thank you." My father says before holding the door to the doctors room open for my mother and I. the doctor looks young maybe in his late twenty's, he has brown hair styled to the side and deep brown eyes. "Hello I'm Doctor Collins." He smiles, "nice to meet you." My parents say and I smile at him. "Alright so you must be Evelyn and your just here for a checkup?" he questions, I nod. "Alright so parents you can just take a seat and I'll start her checkup." Doctor Collins says "sounds good." My mother says as she takes a seat next to my father. "Alright let's start with you just standing on this." He says pointing to a scale. I step onto it and he records a number and then checks my height. "Alright just take a seat there." He smiles at me, I nod. He checks my heart and blood pressure, and does all the basic things a doctor is required to do for a checkup and then asks "have you felt any pain in any areas of your body?" "No." I tell him "alright then we are half way done." He says. "Any trauma to the head, like did you bang it or anything?" I shake my head "alright then we are done." He smiles. He then pats me on the shoulder and turns to my parents. "So as I can see she is very underweight, she's 95 pounds which is not healthy for someone 5'4, you should at least be between 115 to 120. Her heart is doing fine though it will need to have more greens in its diet to pump blood throughout her body, she is very frail and weak right now so I would suggest eating more and making sure each day she does something to get her heart beat up." He says, and my parents nod "thank you." My mom says "no problem I hope to see you all again, and I'm glad your back Evelyn." He smiles up me and I nod. We walk out of the doctor's office and my mother speaks "so that's done now we got to get you to the police station." My mom says and I nod as we walk to the car. "You okay Eve?" my dad questions "ya I'm fine." I smile at him beginning to feel anxious about talking to the police. Minutes pass and I can hear my mother and father talking amongst each other, I then see my high school "when am I going back to school?" I ask my parents, "pardon? "My mom asks "when do I go back to school?" I say "well it's up to you we were thinking on Monday though." My dad explains I nod "sounds good." I say looking out the window again. Everything here seemed like a distant memory as we pass down town. I see the coffee shops that I always went to with my friends every Friday to hang out at. I see us pull up to the police station and my hands become clammy, and I get nervous. My parents get out of the car before me, and I stay seated, my dad turns around and walks towards me "come on eve." He says kindly "I can't do this." I said trying to keep my breakfast down, "yes you can, you're going to walk in there and tell them what happened and then you'll never have to talk about those tough six months every again, I promise." He says "dad please don't make me." I say as my thoughts run through my mind and memories flood my brain, my dad takes my hand "you have to do this." He says and I shake my head "I'm not ready." I say as he begins to drag me, I try to keep my ground but I'm still too weak. I can see my mother in the distance standing at the door. My heart is racing as we get closer. "If you make me do this, I will hate you forever." I tell him as my breathing speeds up and I am gasping for air "I know this is hard for you but I promise once it's over everything will be fine." He tries to reassure "no it won't!" I yell at him yanking my arm, we then are at the door and my mother looks at me "what's going on?" she asks "mom please don't make me do this." I say to her, her expression falls "darling breathe." She tells me and I try but it comes out as a gasp "I know you don't want to do this but you have to do this." She says. I am then dragged into the office and a man stands up and walks towards me "Evelyn Shire, I'm detective James." He says offering me his hand I don't take it "I don't want to do this." I tell him as I try to yank out of my father's hand. "I promise you, you don't have to talk much." He says and takes my arm from my father. "Give us an hour or so." Detective James whispers to my parents and I am brought down a hall.