Chapter 2
He moved a leather bound book and gave it to me, then he moved a sewing kit. There was a lock on the wall. He put in the code 05-17-11. Alanayava's birthday.
Inside was a laptop. Jack turned on the computer and it flickered on and came to life. On the screen it said-Password:. "Jack....what is this?" I looked over at him and he shrugged his shoulders.
He pointed at the computer, "I've tried to put in her name, my name, Alanayava, Brad, and even Faith, our mom. Nothing worked it just shut down." I
held the book in my hands- THUD Oh, gosh I dropped the book. I'm a klutz. As I bend over to pick the book up I noticed a folded piece of paper that had fallen out. I unfolded it and started to read what it said:
To whom it may concern, This book is special to me, you will find many answers or you may not. But I only want one person to actually read this book, my dear friend, Felicity.-
I stopped reading, me? Me! Why me? Has Jack read this? I looked up and he had a confused look on his face. "What is that?"
"Uh I found it in here."
"Well! I know that! What is it?"
"I-I don't know..." my voice trailed off, I was obviously lying! I quickly folded the note and slipped it back into the book and looked up. He was staring at me with those deep, intense, green eyes. He raised one eyebrow and turned to the computer.
"Would you know anything about the password?" I thought and thought...maybe the answer was in the book.
"I uhh...gotta go...to...uhh...work. Im going to be late." I stuttered to find an excuse, unfortunetly a very lame one.
"Oh, I thought you got the day off?" he answered tilting his head kind of like a puppy does.
"No, I have to go in...I'll see you sometime...bye!" I turned and slipped the book into my sweater and walked as fast as I could out of the small doorway at the front of the shed.
"Uh ok? Bye Lacey!" he hollered as I got into my car. I turned the car in quickly and drove away, silently thinking 'Why me?'
~*~(later)
FELICITY'S POV
I sat up suddenly, where am I? I looked around me. I was in room with a light yellow paint and trimmed with white. The door was pure white. I looked down the floor had a white carpet. To the right was a sunbed with three windows behind. A light yellow cushion rested on the top.
Looking down, I relized was in a bed with white, yellow, and green patterns on the sheets. The pillows were the same and one was solid white, another yellow, and another green. I looked at the door, it was slightly open, I pushed away the soft covers and stood up. There was a wood night stand next to the bed. On top was a floral lamp and a pictures, I looked at them. The first was a...wedding picture? Of me and...Jackson?! What?! Me and Jackson?? I looked at the next one, it was a collage of 4 kids around a picture of me and Jackson. What?
"Shh mommy isn't awake yet, you gotta be quiet ok sweety?" I heard a deep, sweet voice say. I turned quickly and slowly tip toed my way towards the door. I slowly opened it, just enough for me to peek my head out. I saw a long hallway with multiple doors on each side. Then a little girl only about 2 ran down the hall. She had long blonde hair...like mine...and she had a beautiful pink and purple dress on, kind of like one of the dresses in the shed.
A man came out of the same room and chased after her. But this wasn't just some strange man...this was Jackson. He caught her finally and turned around facing me. Before he could catch me I ran into the room and under the covers, kinda like a little kid would do when they didn't want to be caught spying when they were suppose to be asleep.
I heard footsteps, then the soft creak of the door. I shut my eyes and pretended I was asleep. "Is she still sleeping daddy?" the little girl whispered with her soft, gentle voice. Jack probably nodded because he made no reply. I heard them tiptoeing closer. Soft breath on my cheek, the girl was so close her nose was right next to my cheek, I opened one eye slightly and saw her. She was on her tippy toes. Her blue-green eyes spakled and i felt as if she saw right through me.
She got even closer, I closed my eye again as fast as I could. She leaned in and kissed my cheek, "I love you mommy", mommy? Suddenly I heard those soft footsteps and she was gone. I could tell Jack was still there, watching me.
He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I love you too, I know your awake. Try to go back to sleep." and with that he also gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek. And walked out of the room to go find the little girl. How did he know? Why did they both kiss me? I was lost in thought.
KNOCK, KNOCK
I screamed with surprise and sprang of the couch. My green fuzzy blanket fell to the ground. It had been a dream. It was so vivid, so real.
KNOCK, KNOCK
"Coming, just a second" I ran down the hall into the lavender colored bathroom. Grabbed a brush and started to brush my semi-curly blonde hair.
KNOCK, KNOCK
"Ok, ok gosh!" I ran back down the hall and opened the door. The only person I did not expect at my door. "Brad? What are you doing here?"
~*~
Brad's POV
No matter how many times I pinch myself she never comes back. They always say knowing what happened really did happen is the first steps to recovery. But I can't say she's gone.
I just can't. She was my everything, my other half. I can't believe I'll never see those sparkling green eyes or that black curly hair ever again.
She's gone, but she's not.
She left too early, but I will have to live with her memory.
She isn't here, but I will love her even if she is gone.
Shes dead, but she lives in my heart.
I couldn't talk to anyone at the funeral. I knew I would break down crying. I didn't know who to go to. No one that was really close to her and know how I would feel. I can't go to Jackson, he would think I'm a sissy. Her parents would take away Alana, thinking I was too emotional, or unstable. I cannot bear to loose the only piece I have left of her. Alana is my everything, they will never take her away from me.
Trying to think of someone to talk to. I don't know. But then I thought of one person. The only one who would understand. One person who was really close to my wife.
Felicity.
