The lost one

Chapter 2

When they are just a few feet away, I start to freak out. What could they possibly want from me? And who are they? 

"Hello?"  apparently I was too busy panicking, because I didn't notice that they had reached me already. "uhm hi? Who are you?" I asked. Wait why are we talking in English? I mean we are in Holland. I've lived in Holland my whole life, and I'm pretty sure i'm still there. 

"My name is Karen and this is Peter, my husband." after taking a brief pause she continued "Could you come with us for a bit?" 

"Why do you want me to come with you? What's going on?" I asked, remaining as calm as a person could possibly be in this kind of situation. 
"We'd like to talk to you, do you perhaps know a place where we could sit down and talk, preferably in private.

"Maybe, I could ask if there's a free classroom" they both nod and tell me to lead the way.

I put my bike away again, and while doing this I thought about how weird this situation is. I mean why would these two strangers want to talk to me? We walk through the door of the school and come  into the wardrobe, where we put our coats on the racks. After this we walk to the front desk. 

"Hoi, is er misschien een lokaal vrij?" (Hi, is there any classroom available?)
"Alleen de gymzaal, is dat ook goed?" (Only the gym, is that alright) the woman behind the front desk replies. I just nod, take the key from her hand and walk towards the gym, occasionally looking behind me to see if they were still following me. 

When we got to the gym I opened the door and walked in.
"Okay, now why did you guys want to talk to me? And why are we speaking English?" I ask them.
"To answer second question, we are speaking English because we are from England and we don't exactly speak another language as fluent as English." Peter says answering one of my question. I looked at them waiting for a reply to my first question. But I got nothing. They kept looking at me and then back to each other. 

But then Karen speaks up "You look exactly like him." while tearing up, what or who is she talking about? Peter turns to his wife and gives her a big hug, whispering, what I guess are soothing words, in her ear, which I can obviously not hear. "What or rather who are you talking about?" I ask them. Okay I don't particularly like this, what the hell is going on? 

Suddenly the door to the gym opens and one of the PE teachers walks in. 
"Wat doen jullie hier?" (what are you guys doing here?) he asks while grabbing some stuff at the back of the gym, for example his bag. "Dat wil ik ook graag weten." (That's what i'd like to know). I reply after that he just walks out, closing the door behind him. Not even questioning any further as to why why we are here. 

"So why did you guys want to talk to me?" I ask them once again.

"Because darling, we believe that you are our daughter." Peter says, while they're both looking at me with worried faces. "What do you mean? You guys can't be my parents, I've already got parents." Okay this isn't funny who made this up? Where are the cameras? I'm serious! Why would someone do something like this? 

"According to our investigator, you were stolen from the hospital. You were only a few hours old." Karen says tearing up. 

"Okay, if what you're saying is true, how would you know for sure that it's me? Because I need prove." 

"We could run a DNA test, if you'd like?" Peter asks, I just nod letting them know I want to do the DNA test, "Would you like to go to the hospital right away?" He continues and I nod once again. I'd rather know sooner than later. 

We walk out of the gym and back towards the front desk to return the key. After that we grab our coat and walk out of the building. "Uhm how are we going to get there?" I ask them. Peter motions to a car, that's rented by the looks of it. We all get in the huge vehicle, Peter is sitting in the driver's seat, Karen in the passenger's seat and I'm in the back. Peter types the adres into the navigation system, before he starts to drive. 

When we got to the hospital, we could easily find a parking spot. Peter, Karen and I walked in, Peter and Karen walk straight to the front desk, while I wait in the waiting room. They talked to the woman behind the desk for a while and after that they came to join me.

After waiting for about 15 minutes. A doctor came out of his office and called us in. We all walked into the room and took a seat in front of the doctor's desk. The doctor asked us what's wrong and Peter explained our story and why we wanted to do a DNA test, And why we wanted to do it right away.  The doctor who introduced himself as Mark nodded in understanding. He took a sample of DNA from all us of. Now all we had to do was wait for the results. 'Mark' said he would try to speed up the proces as much as possible, but a man can only do so much. He told us we could come back tomorrow for the results. 

After that we walked back to the parking lot and got in the car. We drove back to school (in silence), so I could get my bike and go home, While they went to a hotel nearby. 

I decided against telling my parents, because there was still a chance that all of this isn't true, a pretty damn big chance at that. When I got home my little sister was there already, making her homework while singing a song. I joined in as soon as I recognized it, Both of us acting like we were the world's best singers in the history, but in reality we pretty much suck. 

After a while our parents came home. They immediately start to prepare dinner, vegetables, potatoes ad meat. But I don't particularly like meat, so I usually don't eat it. I'm not a vegetarian, I just don't like the taste of it. 

During dinner we talked about the stuff that happened at school or at work in my parents' case. I didn't dare say a word about what I did after school though. After we finished eating, we cleared off the table, and I went upstairs to do my homework. No matter how much drama there is in a teen life, there will always be more homework for us. 

At 10 P.M. I make sure to be in bed. But I can't seem to fall asleep, I keep thinking about what happened today, and about what's going to happen tomorrow after school. 

But eventually I do manage to fall asleep. 

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love, 

Lisa