Unexpected you

Chapter 46

    The police stayed for an hour, questioning everyone and making sure that my decision was final on staying at home, as opposed to going to the hospital. In all that time, I had learned that my boss was the one to raise the red flag about my absence from work. I was due to start my shift at six pm, but when seven thirty rolled around and I was a no call no show, my boss began to worry.

I had always been on time and responsible when it came to my job, and even if I was running just a few minutes late, I'd let my boss know right away. As soon as he notified my mother, she immediately called Chris and Isabella, and according as to my sisters statement, she and Chris had driven around for hours trying to find me. On the way back, Isabella started to experience some nausea, so Chris decided to stop at a nearby gas station, and buy her some ginger ale. It was then that she noticed my phone smashed on the street. The distinctive case helping her to recognize it.

Isabella says she immediately felt an instinct that I was close by, and even admitted to feeling as if she could barely breathe. Almost claustrophobic. Mother claims that as my twin, she probably felt what I was feeling when I was stuck in that shed. I believe that. Because it wasn't the first time that my sister and I had experienced extra sensory perception. Just  last year, I woke up with the worst ankle pain and I couldn't figure out why. Later that day, I learned that Isabella had slipped on the stairs the night before and twisted her foot. It's hard to believe that this phenomenon can happen—but it does.

Cheyenne, can I come in? Isabella asked as she lightly tapped on my door. I'm really not in a mood to talk to anyone at the moment, and I'm so mentally exhausted, that a part of me wants to ignore the knocking and pretend that I'm asleep. Nevertheless, I open the door and take a seat on my bed. I won't turn her away simply because I'm tired. I know she's worried about me.

What happened earlier—with Lucas? She questions. Please Isabella, I've had a long day and I really don't want to talk about Lucas at the moment. Cheyenne, I understand why you feel the that way you do, but I can't help to wonder if you're making a big mistake. Again! And you know—all this happened because of who Shawn is, not because Lucas confessed his feelings. Shawn's the real monster in all of this and you know that!

I guess I understand why Lucas did what he did. He's always been a straight forward man, and when he's asked something, he answers truthfully. It was a quality that I truly did admire. He loves you Cheyenne. My sister interrupts my thoughts to say. And we all know that you love him. Also, I believe him when he says that he didn't think this would happen. I look at her with doubt in my eyes, and remind her of the many times I told him about all the abuse I had to endure.

I know what you're thinking Cheyenne. But hearing something, and seeing it happen with your own eyes are two different things. And in Lucas's defense, its been over a year since Shawn has done something like this, and so I don't think he expected this to happen. So please....be fair to him.

My tears start to fall as I begin to feel guilty over my choice of words earlier. In my anger, I told Lucas to leave and never return, when just this morning we had talked about how much we meant to each other. But I was just so fucking angry and hurt. I told him—no, I begged him to keep our relationship private for a while longer, and he understood and promised to give me the time that I needed. And even if he had never witnessed Shawn's beatings, it wasn't a secret. I mean everyone around us and most of the people in our neighborhood knew about what happened to me. It wasn't a fucking secret!

Hey! Isabella says as she grabs my hand. Listen to me please. I know your relationship with Lucas happened so fast, but I also know that it's real. We all see it Cheyenne. The both of you are great together. We are? Yes—you are! Cheyenne, you've already walked away from him once. Please don't make the same mistake again.