Hidden Truth

Chapter 2

Blake

An annoying ringing started going off behind me. I groaned as I flipped over in bed to shut off my alarm. Opening my eyes, I squinted as a small ray of light was beaming in through the slit of my blackening curtains. I grabbed my phone to dismiss my alarm and noticed a text from my father. Opening it up it read, 'Blake, come see me in my office.'

Putting my phone back on my night stand I rolled out of bed. I headed for my en-suite to take a quick shower. I stood under the shower head as the warm water ran down my back. My muscles started to relax as I let out a deep breath. I knew what my father wanted to talk about, it was about that damn girl. A knock on my bedroom door broke me from my relaxed state, and I knew I couldn't hide out here for long. Stepping out, I wrapped my towel around my waist and went to answer my door.

I opened the door to see my younger brother Anthony, "afternoon Blake."

"Hey Tony, what's up," I asked as I leaned against the door frame.

"Mom wanted me to see if you were awake yet."

"I'll be down in a bit," I said as I got off the frame and stepped in my room.

"Okay, see you downstairs." Anthony called out as he walked towards the stairs.

I closed my bedroom door and went to my closet to throw on some jeans and a black shirt. I fixed my hair, getting it out of my eyes, before leaving my room. The halls were quiet as I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. Pushing open the swinging door I walked in to see my mom sitting at the island with my little sister Katrina.

"Look who finally crawled in," Kat announced as she flipped through a magazine. Her long, black hair covered her face.

"Honey, you shouldn't waste your days sleeping in so late." My mom turned to me and scolded, "you will have a huge responsibility soon and need to be helping your father."

"I know mom," I sighed and leaned against the wall. My brothers weren't here, so I asked, "Anthony and Luke in the office?" My mom nodded, not even glancing at me. I knew she was mad about my behavior and there is no worse feeling than your mom disapproving of you. "I'll try to do better mom, I promise." I walked over and kissed her head before heading to my dad's office.

I turned right after leaving the kitchen and followed the long hallway to the end and knocked on the last door to the right. "Come in," my father called out. Slowly opening the door, I went in, and he looked up from his desk. "Ah, Blake you're finally here."

"Sorry I'm late, I had trouble sleeping last night." I took a seat on the armchair in front of his desk. Anthony and Luke were sitting on the couch on the opposite side.

"It's okay son, I know what you are going through." My father was a very understanding man, full of wisdom. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my brothers give me a pitiful look. "Back to what I was telling your brothers", my father spoke after a minute of silence. "There have been sightings of ferals coming into the area. I think it's best we bring her here. Her father trusted us to protect her, and it's not safe anymore out there."

"So, you want us to go out and kidnap a girl," I slowly asked.

"Yes," my father bluntly answered. "She will soon learn who she is, and dead is not what the council wants."

"And how do you think we get her to agree to coming with three strange men?" Luke asked.

"I'm sure you can think of something boys. Now you better head out," my father dismissed us and turned back to his papers on the desk. My brothers and I stood and headed out of the office.