Coincidence

Chapter 2

The look on my grandpa's face signals that he has taken my reaction as something he wasn't expecting. Sighing, he takes his cloth and places it on the table to join me on the other side. Putting his hands on my shoulders, like he always does as a way of comfort, he pulls me into his chest in for a hug. I always loved it when he did this. It felt like home to be in his arms. I embrace his hug and close my eyes, mentally preparing myself for what's to come.

Across the table, I see my grandma looking at me with sadness and sympathy in her eyes. I give a look of reassurance to her as a notification that I am fine, but on the inside, I wasn't. From the corner of my eye, I spot a tall figure, treading up the stairs. Turning my attention from the thickened anxiety created just mere seconds ago, I identify the figure to being my dad. How long had he been there? Did he hear my grandpa talking about my mother? If he did, why did he leave?

I never heard the clicking of the door nor the sounds of his shoes as he returned home. But that's how it has been for most of my life. I never knew when he would come home. I never knew when he would one day come into my room and read a bed time story for me. I never had a full conversation with him ever since my memory as a little girl could recall. I just never knew anything about him. He was just like my mom, almost non-existent.

Sighing over his habitual ways, I look back to the two most important people in my lives. Their faces cover with so much worry and stress that it breaks my heart knowing I am the cause for it. Nevertheless, I need to know what my grandpa had to say about my mom.

"What is it?" I give my grandpa an encouraging look to help him carry on but in my chest, my heart races with every second that passes by without me knowing a single clue.

"Earlier today, we got a call from the police. I didn't want to say anything to you about it yet but your grandma insisted that I should. So, they said that they might have a trace on the whereabouts about your mother."

I look over to my grandma and a small, warm smile adorns her face like always.

"Wait, the police? ... Why is the police involved?" Shock and caution evident in the tone of my voice as I absorb this new information. Automatically, my eyes move from my grandpa to my grandma, trying to figure out why the hell my mother would be involved with the police. What did they have anything to do with my mom? The wheels in my head turn around and around but I could not conjure up any answers that made sense. 

With grandma uttering not a single word throughout this whole thing, she finally speaks up. Giving my grandpa a glance that looks like she is asking permission to reveal a secret, she adjusts to a comfortable position in her chair, indicating that this would be a long night.

Hey guys! Sorry this is such a short chapter. No worries though, I promise to make them longer because by the ending of this, it's going to be long. I hope you're enjoying these past two chapters and have a great day! It'd would also be amazing if you left some feedback because any are appreciated and taken into consideration. Also vote and follow, the usuals.

- Sharlena