In love with a Lolita

Chapter 18 - Rumor

In love with a Lolita

~ Chapter 18-Rumor ~

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Been a week, but I can feel my legs again with as much as help from Cyrus as possible, it was like he was adamant about fixing my legs as if they were broken but they weren't. I didn't blame him I was a sitting duck and I had a job to do I didn't want to quit. But when Jacey told me that things will be more dangerous it made something inside me spark I wanted to know how to finish the job.

"Are you ok?" Cyrus said as he drove his car towards the school gates, I wondered if we would get in trouble if someone saw us.

It was my last day last night, he wasn't home, he had an urgent matter to do and my curiosity led me towards the door I was forbidden to go to. I clicked it open and saw complete darkness, it was rainy and windy outside, the place was cold. I felt my hands roaming for the switch and I found it when I switched it on my breath caught in my throat.

"What the hell" I whispered to myself

It was a mess, there was a clipping everywhere I wasn't sure what led to the other. I saw a red thread leading towards the papers all over the place. I was shocked to see how outdated, they were, and why in the world he had them. Again, it reminded me of his office at school it was the same, there was something odd in this case though. When I shuffled forwards and peered closer to the clippings I saw images of buildings and two faces.

There was a picture of a baby boy and I wasn't sure why he even had this picture this was dated back so long ago, fourteen years ago I thought this was getting freaky. I saw the threads connected towards the picture of the boy, why was he so interested in finding him. There was a note attached to it and I freaked out.

"Micah Bowman child of a local famous businessman missing" I said aloud to myself and next to its hidden under the picture was another picture of a child. "Child aged two abandoned under a pier rushed to Bay county hospital" I whispered, it was hard to tell if their babies were twins or not they looked kind of similar except the second picture looked grainier.

There was something strange going on, I felt a chill down my spine I thought it was the cold room at first but something about the note freaked me out. I heard the windows rattle against the wind; I looked closer to the notes as much as possible and picked up something that caught my eye. I peered down to see the handwriting and gasped, how the hell did he have this?

I stared down at a number scrawled onto the paper, 1004 and a signature at the bottom. The same signature that my dad had, why did Cyrus have this, what was he doing with all this stuff I felt like I opened up a can of worms I shouldn't have. I couldn't even fish with these worms because it was getting me nothing.

I didn't tell him about what happened my hands shook from finding the note. I told myself they must have had this note in the folder when I told him, but the paper looked tattered and I felt myself sink lower. I was worried that Cyrus could be a stalker, what did those pictures and threads mean what did it lead to? What was Cyrus in fact, I just realized I knew nothing about him, but a part of me trusted in him, and the other part which I blocked out had nothing to do what kind of man he was to me. I just wanted him, but tonight I am in turmoil.

When Cyrus came back home that night, I sat watching TV and acted as normal. But deep inside I felt like he knew what I had done, what I had uncovered and I prayed he wouldn't say anything and we said Goodnight and went to bed.