Always Be Forever

Chapter 42: Alex, Did Hector really hurt Francesca?

2087, BCE, November 2

"What's going on? What's happening?"

Hector had asked from the back of the car. Chris and I were able to trick Hector into kidnapping himself. Chris and Hector had joked around about Hector putting a blindfold on him and then walking to the car with the blindfold on. Hector had fallen for it, and tried it right away, trying to convince us that it was pointless. But we were able to do it. "Hey come on, I thought we were playing a game," Hector had let out from the back. Chris was beside me in the passenger seat. I was driving us to a place where we would talk to him. I know, we could just talk to him in the car, but there were some serious issues we were going to be talking about, so this needs to be dealt the right way. Driving past the Strapple house, we went past Jason's place, and motored on to where I needed to go. I had asked Michael earlier if I could borrow the guest room in his apartment, cause I remember they interrogated Julia there. He had given me his keys, and after getting Hector we went on. Once we were at the building, I pulled up in the parking lot, and after stopping the car; Chris had got Hector from the back. "Hey come on guys, this isn't funny!" Hector had told us as Chris had grabbed onto him. Not listening to him, I headed straight up to Michael's apartment with his keys in hand. We were able to get Hector up the stairs no problem, but getting him to be quiet was a problem. Well, until Chris had grabbed a piece of duct tape that I had given her if she needed it, and she put it on Hector's mouth. Getting him through the door after I opened it, we got him to the guest room right away. Leaving the lights off, we had got a chair, some rope, and a low dangling light that was right above the chair. Chris had got Hector sitting in the chair and tied up, eventually taking the blindfold off after. Hector had tried to speak, but the duct tape had made it all muffled. I grabbed one edge of the tape, and I ripped it off in one motion, leaving Hector in pain. His arms were tied to the chair, so he couldn't try and get out of it. "Alex, why are you doing this?" Hector had asked. "I'm going to be the one asking the questions," I had told him, crossing my arms. I needed to know the truth.

"Did you rape Francesca?" I had straight-out asked him. "I never raped anyone!" Hector had let out raising his voice. "Come on, this is stupid," he added with his voice more calm. "Liar!" Chris had let out without thinking. She had grabbed her DNA sheet out of her pocket and unfolded it, showing it to Hector. "Chris, I am not your father, someone else is," Hector had tried telling Chris in a calm voice. Man, it's like he's either really good at denying, or he really doesn't know. "Oh really? Someone else who is of Belgian descent and is in town? There are only three people: Francesca, you, and Luke. Francesca is my mom, and Luke is not my father, he's Amy's," Chris had told him. Wow, I missed something weird. So I technically am related to Amy, but it's just complicated as shit. "But I never had sex with Francesca. The only person who I've had sex with is Ellie," Hector had told us. "You really don't know the truth, do you?" I had asked him. It was about time I told him what I learned from Luke. "Dad, I learned the truth from Luke," I had told him, seeing him shut up ready to learn the truth. "He said that soon after the two of you had came over from Belgium, both of you had mistaken two women for Ellie and Erin. Luke had mistook Hannah as Erin, and that you had mistook Francesca for Ellie," I had finally told him. "I don't understand," he had let out quietly. I reached into my pocket, where there was a picture of Francesca when she was in high school that I had got from Luke. I gave it to Hector, who just stared at the picture with wide eyes.

"Is that Ellie?" He had asked, leaving me no choice but to reach into my other pocket, which had a picture of Ellie from high school. "This is Ellie," I told him, showing the picture. It was then that he started crying. Looking over at Chris, he had let out while crying, "Chris I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." "You can save it. You're my father, I shouldn't be mad at you. In order for Ellie or anyone else to not know, we have to keep our mouths shut," Chris had told us. "I agree. We don't tell anyone," I had agreed with Chris, before I heard a bang on the bedroom door, and after it was opened, it revealed a wolf running straight towards us.