Lucas's Little sister, A Terra Nova Story. Eloa Taylor

Part 7

While I slept, Lucas had climbed into bed with me. I shivered as I tried to scooch away from him. But I was trapped between his body and the wall. At least he was too asleep to do anything to me.

This was far from the first time Lucas had done something inappropriate for him being my brother. It's like when our mom died, his whole sense of right and wrong shattered. He became even more controlling and almost flirtatious with his full blooded younger sister. I suppose it was because we were both traumatized, and I was easy prey.
After a while, I was able to settle down and fall back asleep, and when I woke again, he was gone. The only proof of him being there was how cramped I was against the wall and the open door. I knew better than to bring it up. It was easier to save for the dark. I wonder if his twisted mind made him think it was a date last night. One that had simply gone badly. But I think if I needed to think from his point of view, I would need something big to cause enough head trauma.

We sit at the table quietly eating breakfast, frut jam on off-wheat bread. He's hardly spoken or taken his eyes off me. I shake a bit under his glance, I don't like how alone we are. This is the first time that generals or his buddies from 2048 haven't been in and out.
"Have you found them yet?" I ask quietly.
"Do you really want to know?" No, I don't. I don't know how to handle any of this emotionally, so of course, I start crying. And then Lucas is next to me, coaxing me from the chair. He holds me in a hug, holding my head into his shoulders as I sob.
"I know, it hurts to be abandoned. Left behind. " He placed a kiss to my hair. "I'll never leave you, Eloa Lamb." He's holding me so tight that I couldn't end the hug, I squirmed a little, but he just sighed, pressing his forehead to my scalp. "I'm sorry it came to this kiddo."
Then he let go of me, allowing me to return to my room. I sat on my floor, looking under my bed when I heard the lock click. He must be leaving the house.
This is my chance to be alone, I guess. I didn't realize how tense I was until I breathed a sigh of relief. Until he got back, I didn't need to be on guard. I don't know what I will do when he gets back.

So I don't want to brag or anything, but I figured out the time portal way before Lucas. I've been traveling back and forth every few months for years. Families have to leave people behind when they cross the time portal. I obviously couldn't stand for that, so I've been bringing third kids and adopted kids through the portal since I figured out how. I never even told my father, he never seemed to notice the extra kid playing or the very angry orange cat named Stanley, who did not like going through the time portal, but likes sunning in the prehistoric grass with his Mom, Geanie. Stanley might be the last cat in 2149. Well, it was anyway.
My Dad says I get my passionate morality from my Mom, but I think it's from all the books I read. I might have told him, but I was too afraid that it would somehow reach Lucas, and my stubborn heroics would have been Terra Nova's doom. I guess it didn't really matter in the end.

I could either take my chances now and try to go through whatever is left of the portal, no re-breather, no inhaler, no crutches, no plan. But I know that would be stupid. I need to make a plan and gather supplies. Plus, there is no window, and my wheezing ass isn't gonna be able to knock my reinforced bedroom door in. So recap, we have nothing, and the fate of Terra Nova is partially on my shoulders. No pressure. Hope my Dad knows what he's doing.