SUMMER'S RAIN

CHAPTER 14 FACING THE TRUTH

CHAPTER 14

I can tell from the expression on Case’s face I hurt him when I vaulted from his arms the way I did. But right now I can’t be worrying about him. I have bigger problems to freak out over. I am about to have a total melt down my heart is racing, my breathing is erratic I have to get out of here. I can’t see them right now I’m hanging on by a thin thread as it is. If I have to meet them in this moment I will completely lose it. "I don’t want to see them” I scream to both guys. “I can’t deal with this on top of everything else.” As I’m yelling this I can hear the panic in my own voice but I can’t stop it.

“Come on" Cain says taking hold of my hand “I'll take you out the kitchen door.”

Giving Case one last glance I take off running with Cain. We run through the kitchen Douglass is bent over loading the dishwasher. He never even lifts his head to see what is going on, That tells me he is used to people running though his kitchen at mock one. Hell for all I know he does the same thing. Cain opens the kitchen door. We sprint out and keep going, eventually stopping some distance away. The first thing I take notice of is a gigantic flower bed filled with flowers of all colors there is a mountain rock walkway leading to an old wishing well which is also constructed of mountain rock. It has a wooden “V” shaped roof on it with ivy growing up the sides almost completely covering the rocks. Like everything else I have seen it this place it is beautiful.

“You’ll be safe here. I’m sorry, but I have to go back in to see the King and Queen.”

“Why? Will you get in trouble if you don't?" I question only halfway playing. For all I know my birth parents might have you beheaded if you don’t greet them the proper greeting.

“No I won’t get in trouble.” He says Laughing. “See unlike you, I want to see them. They are good people Lana. They have always been there for me anytime I have ever needed them. I love them like they were my own parents. I know you’re hurt right now I completely understand that. But don’t let your hurt turn to anger and take away your chance of getting to know two truly remarkable people. Take your time deal with this shit however you need to then let it go and move forward.”

Cain gives my shoulder a squeeze then I watch as he walks away heading back toward the house. Well, it’s really more of a castle than a house. Wow I can’t believe I am seeing a freaking castle. It’s not like castle’s play apart in my everyday life, but I sure the hell am looking at one right now. My life continues to become more bazar by the second. I shake the freaky castle thoughts from my mind before walking over and looking down into the wishing well. I would give anything if I could wish the last week away. I begin strolling around the beautiful green landscape marveling at the splendor I am surrounded by. Before I know it I am standing on top of a hill in front of dogwood tree. Its stands all alone not another tree in sight it’s in full bloom with beautiful white and pick peddles springing fourth from every branch; making it appear as if it is superior to anything around it. You can tell the tree is proud to be standing here alone it’s strong and prideful in looks. It is an awe-inspiring sight to behold, almost humbling. I know without doubt this is going to become one of my most favorite spots, for some reason I feel a connection to it.

 Maybe it’s because like this dog wood I am alone too but I stand strong and proud. I have always been resilient nothing ever keeps me down; I’ll bounce back from this and come out better for it. I turn around beholding the huge castle below me. After several minutes of contemplating it I have to admit it is pretty incredible. The place looks like something straight from the eighteenth century England. I look beyond the castle only to have my eyes bugging out of my freaking head, while my breathe catches in my throat. I can’t believe my eyes. It’s my freaking bedroom wall. Of course I’m not literally seeing my bedroom wall pre say, but it’s as close to it as it gets.

I’m gazing upon the city I have seen every day for the last eighteen years because it’s painted on my bedroom wall. I’ve always loved that painting even when I got older and my mom updated my bedroom I refused to even deliberate with her about painting over my dream world. To me that was exactly what the painting in my room had been. When I was younger I would pretend I lived in the picture. In my imagination the angels would pick me up flying me anywhere in the city I wanted to go. I guess I understand now the reason I have always been so drawn to it. Shit my life just keeps getting better and better. The painting I called my dream world has now turned  into my worst freaking nightmare instead shit, shit, shit.

 Leaning against the dogwood I slide down its trunk sitting there I stare out over the city. I see Case when he comes out the kitchen door he’s going around in complete circles searching. I know he is trying to locate me, but I can’t call out to him. I need some time alone to process everything that has taken place. I know he is going to find me that both excites me and scares the shit out of me at the same time. I don’t want him to come up here possibly to tell me my birth parents are demanding to see me. I am not in the right mind set to deal with them right now either. I know the exact moment spots me from the electricity shooting through my body. He sets out walking up the hill it doesn’t take long until he reaches the top. Without saying a word, he puts his back against the tree sliding down next to me. Neither of us speak we both sit there lost in our own thoughts staring out at the city below. You would think the silence between us would be awkward but instead it’s comforting in a strange kind of way. After what feels like an eternity he finally speaks.