Restoring Hope

22. Like deja-vu or what? ❤️‍🩹

Kaliyah P.O.V

Things have been going great.

I have been spending more time with Power and getting to know him more. It has now been four months since we've been here.

We have yet to hear about the whereabouts of Alex....and the whereabouts of me and Hope 'parents,' along with Mia.

We've just been basking in this happiness with hope that nothing ruins it.

It's storming outside so everyone is inside today, finding something to do until the storm passes.

I am currently in Powers' in-home library with a book in my lap, and my reading glasses hanging on my nose.

I have been reading the same paragraph for the past 10 minutes. My eyes run over every word over and over again, but my mind can't seem to grasp and pay attention to what it's saying.

My mind is running over what the next moves are going to be. What if Alex never shows back up? Will Power keep us here forever if so?

It's not that I'd mind, I just like to know things and have a clear understanding of everything so that I feel in control.

Power let me talk to Marty the other day. Marty says he misses me at work and that all the other workers are stressing his gray hairs out so now he's balding.

He also said that he hasn't seen Alex or his goons since I've disappeared. I couldn't disclose where I was or who I am with, but I assured him that I was safe and in good hands with Hope, and that was enough to ease his worry.

Jasmine told me that Justin let her call her mom this morning. Camila (Jasmines' mom) is currently filing for a divorce from her husband, considering he cheated on her with her sister Nicole.

(A/N see "12. oops?!?!❤️‍🩹" chapter to refresh memory if needed.)

As far as she's concerned. Me and Jasmine left for a trip since Jasmine was having trouble coping with what was going on at home.

I finally give up trying to read and close the book. I let my head fall back and stretch my body to where I'm laying down fully on my back on his library-couch.

I continue thinking. This time about Hope. About her mental state. I've always worried about trying to protect her physically, but protecting her mentally is obviously proving to be way harder.

I've talked to Power about getting her an at home therapist. He suggested I get one for myself as well but my main focus is Hope.

I pause my thinking when I sense a presence. I peek an eye open to see Justin bending over me with his finger in my face. I raise an eyebrow at him, "...Watcha doin?" I ask.

"I was gonna stick my finger up your nose," he replies.

"Huh?" I ask.

"What?" he shoots back.

I roll my eyes and sit up to a sitting position as he laughs and plops down beside me.

"What's going on with you? Looks like you got a lot on your mind." He asks.

From day one Justin has always been a nice gentleman. Even when me and Jasmine were thought to be enemies, he was always lenient and considerate. After helping me with my anxiety attack that one time, he's been telling me a lot about how he used to help his little brother cope.