✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧
When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely ov...
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| Chapter 12 | Empty Hallways
PANIC IS THE first thought that fills me.
I have no idea who this man is but I remember seeing him in the parking lot the other day. Maybe he works at the school. I didn't think that zoning out for one class would get me in trouble but as the man in the suit makes his way towards us I can't help but think Mr. Forester had called him because of me not paying attention today.
My mind goes into overdrive as I start to overthink every possibility that I don't even hear Mr. Forester talking to me.
"Brook?" His eyes are filled with concern and I take note of the mystery man who is now standing behind him. "What's happening in that head?"
"I'm sorry it just-" My eyes wander back and forth between the two men "am I in trouble?" I ask, not meeting the eyes of either men.
"Of course not, why would you be?" He asks.
"Well, I wasn't paying attention today and I promise it won't happen again but I was just-" Mr. Forester cuts off my rambling.
"You're not in trouble sweetheart." His use of that nickname shocks me but a part of me just thinks it's just him being nice and trying to calm me down. "This is my...friend, Hayden." I don't miss the part where he pauses before saying friend, as if that word is foreign to him.
"Oh, nice to meet you." I address the mystery man for the first time and notice how his eyes are already trained on me. Now thinking about it I don't think he's looked away once. "If I'm not in trouble then why did you call me here?"
"I just wanted to check in. It seems like you're having a bad day." His voice is filled with concern and I shift slightly in my seat.
He doesn't even know me. Why does he care so much?
Not wanting to meet either of their gazes, I stare down at Mr. Foresters tatted hands, but out of the multiple pieces of art one sticks out to me the most. A stuffed bear with a word in cursive beside it.
