I Wish You Never Met Me

09

CHAPTER 9

Sometimes, I want to pinch myself to remind myself of how this is my life. People really will pray on your downfall or cause just for status or attention. I don't understand. Why are people so bent on having status at a high school? It's not going to do for you in the real world, and yet mine was ruined because I was myself. I was kind to people. I treated people the way I wanted to be treated. Maybe I was too nice or too kind. Maybe I really did let people walk all over me.

"I thought you said you couldn't get the laptop and phone?" Anderson's attention was on me, confused as to how I was finally able to get the main pieces of this complicated puzzle that Runnels family placed me in.

"I didn't get them," I revealed, pointing to Jaxson. "He did."

Anderson looked at him shocked. "She told me there was a camera in her father's office so—"

"Don't worry about how I got the laptop and phone. Our focus is getting Meghan's freedom back."

Just then the captain entered the room. "I hope I'm not too late."

"Not at all, sir," Anderson greeted him. "We were just getting started."

"Meghan, nice to see you. And I see that you were able to get the laptop and phone. I remember you saying it was a huge risk for you to take. What happened?"

"He happened," Anderson pointed at Jaxson. "You remember Jaxson, right sir?"

The captain was wide-eyed when he saw Jaxson. There was something going on and Jaxson was involved with it, but what could it be?

"O-of course, I-I do," the captain stammered. That only made me more suspicious than I already was. I mean, getting my laptop and phone from my father's office was way too easy. He made it look way too easy. He looked as if he was used to doing something like this. Again, Chris almost killed me when I tried to get them the first time. Jessica joined berating me on what an embarrassment I am and how she wished she never gave birth to me. In all honesty, she's looked at me with regret ever since I was three.

I can never forget that time I heard her cry to Chris about how they can never do what they used again. That'll never have the freedom they once had without me. That life was better when she wasn't pregnant. That I was a mistake. Their honest mistake. The outcome of their drunk session solely for fun and nothing more. That stuck with me. When this is over, I'll know when I'll have true peace and truly heal from all this.

"Nice to see you again, captain Kelly," Jaxson smirked.

Now, I was getting inpatient. "Alright. Just who are you, Jaxson? Because for the twelve hours, I've seen you do things that you wouldn't have done a year ago." I was getting tired of being in the dark. All of them sitting here knowing something that I didn't. How was he my cousin and he had a second life that no one knew about? He probably more power than anyone in the family and yet he let them treat like crap.

"Listen, I'll explain everything later, alright? Clearing your name is more important right now."

"As much I'd love to clear my name. I can't do that if I don't trust you," I pointed out. Because it was true. I mean how do you expect me trust that you'll truly if you're hiding thing from me when I told you everything about me. He knew how abusive my parents are. He knows exactly where I work and which families I babysit for. But you can't tell me what you've been with your life for a year and half. "I'm not going to pry it out of you but thank you for getting my laptop and phone back. You can tell me whenever you're ready."

"Captain, here's the case file with everything up to the last trial they had before Meghan was sentenced."

I watched as the captain read over my file not bothering to look at Jaxson. Then again, I wasn't entitled to know anything about him. What he does with his time doesn't concern me but this was about me having freedom again. This was about me being able to walk freely and hanging out with friends again. Not having a curfew anymore or having to cook dinner every night. Not having to worry about bills but homework alone. I'm exhausted. I'm exhausted of having all this to bear like this was my price to pay when I did nothing. However, my world was crushed when I found the guy, I thought I'd have future with underneath the girl who has been out to get me since freshman year. I didn't ask to be popular. I didn't ask to be kind or smart. Or even pretty. I don't even understand what guys see in me. What was so intriguing about me? What did they find so beautiful? Why bother if you're going to use me for a grade? You know?