The Lost Get Found

Chapter 4

Adina's POV

'Why did I just sit there and watch!?! She's my sister, I should have flight harder and now I might not see her ever again!' Is the thought that comes to my mind when I am laying in the patch of grass me and Adelina were laid on just this morning.

A cool wind brings goosebumps on my skinny arms, as the the sun starts to set for the night. An ache takes over my heart as I think of my home, well what it was before it became a living nightmare. The warn shaggy brown carpet under my feet, the warmth of not just the heater going, but the whole atmosphere my family gave out before my dad had lost his job at the law firm. The drinking was just a one a night thing before it quickly escalated to his now drunken rampage every night.

I start to rub my arms as a poem my mom once told me about a sad butterfly, comes to my mind. My mom used to read poems to me when I was younger from her favorite poetic book, but stopped when Adelina was born, since that was about the time my father lost his job and work had began to fall on her. I whisper the words that held a sort of comfort to me as they were once from my mom,

I was sitting on the bench in the park one day,

And saw a butterfly coming my way.

I opened my hand, and to my surprise,

the butterfly landed; consumed in cries.

I asked the little one,

"What is wrong?"
and then the little one began to sing me a song,

"The sky is dark and my days are grey, and there's nobody here to lift the
clouds away."

I sat there quietly for a moment or two and then I had decided what to do.

I looked at that butterfly that was consumed in cries,
and told her promptly,
"I tell no lies.

Your skies are dark and days are grey because you have no love to light your way."

The butterfly finally stopped her crying,

opened her wings and went off flying

A tear slides down my cheek as I sit up and lean my head onto my knees. How could this happen to us? A small part of me feels like this is someone else who is playing me and going through this and I'm just the audience watching it.

My sobs fill the night air as crickets and the rustling of trees are the back up singers of my sad song.

Demi's POV

"What do you mean your on Ludington, Michigan!" My security guard exclaims over the phone when I call him that same night.

"Shh! You'll wake up the sleeping baby," I slip out as I watch over the sleeping beauty next to me in bed. I rub her back as she sighs in content.

"Baby!?! When did this all happen? Demi are you in a 'bad place' again?" Max asks worried. 'Bad Place' being code for me falling to my old ways. Drugs, alcohol, all that good stuff.

"No, I'm not doing drugs, drinking, or screwed up my recovery. I will never go back to that person I was before," 

"That's really good to hear Demi," he says proudly. "Now please tell me what in the hell is going on!"

I hold a laugh in at his strong accent that is even more clear over the phone. "Okay, well your going to think this is so funny-"

"Today Demi!"

"Fine... I decided to take a break from the hectic life in LA for a more calm vacation in Ludington. Then when I woke up this morning wanting to go for a run I went to the park that right near my cottage and I found this little girl named Adelina who is the sweetest thing, but she believes her sister is in the woods nearby the park. So I need you to come down here and help me," I rush out quickly, hitting my lip nervously.

" Demi..." He says warningly.

"Max come on, just think we'd be helping a young pair of sisters, isn't that just rewarding?" I coax.

"Yes, but knowing you there's more to this, and I have a feeling I won't like what's added to it," I furrow my brows before going back to the conversation.

"There's nothing else, just justifying what needs to be done... Please?" I add crossing my fingers that weren't holding the phone. I hear a sigh come from his lips.

"Fine... I'll do it, but just to make things clear, this is just to help find the supposedly sister, right?"

"Yes, absolutely!" I tell him in all honesty. I mean why else would I be doing this?

"Okay, I should be there in the morning at ten, we can leave to the park by ten thirty," he says already planning a schedule for us. I nod my head before realizing he can't see me.

"Sounds great! See you then!" I conclude as I hang up the phone. I sit my iPhone on the nightstand beside my bed and turn the lamp off after. Resting my head on my pillow and facing Adelina, I start to think of following a... What? Two or three year olds orders is a little crazy on my part. I mean she's a kid and sometimes they can do some pretty nasty thing, like send you on a wild goose chase.

Looking at her peaceful features as she sleeps I almost want to kick myself for ever thinking that since she looks so sweet and innocent. Honestly from today, I don't think that kid has a bad bone in her.

Yawning I turn over and fall asleep knowing there is a lot to do tomorrow.