Sixteen: The Discovery

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The Discovery

Nate let Isaiah shower in one of the rooms and gave him some clothes, I didn't even beg and plead he just agreed to it as soon as the question was posed.

I was greatly appreciative, I would much rather walk into my home with him clean and tidy for this whole thing.

As soon as we entered my car I sent out a link to my parents and Elisha, knowing that by the time we got to the house they would all be there and ready for the bomb that was about to be dropped.

'S.O.S'

We would only use S.O.S if it were an emergency and we urgently needed to regroup. This was definitely an emergency. I was driving as quickly as I could, Isaiah had given me a few side-eyes but I ignored them, we weren't going that fast.

I didn't really like driving if you haven't noticed. I would always choose someone driving for me over me driving myself. Driving was uncomfortable for me. I was trusting this moving gadget to take me places when it could blow up or go rogue like the robots in the movie i-Robot.

Why would anyone trust a machine after that movie? I would rather get places by running.

Once we arrived at the house, I turned to Isaiah and asked, "Are you ready for this?"

I was both nervous and scared, I didn't have a good feeling about this at all. I don't want to believe Isaiah's story but why would he lie? At the same time though, how would my parents never mention him? Exiled or not, if he is their son there isn't a chance they would cast him out and never look back on him.

He laughed, "I should be asking you that question. I can tell you right now, Nicole and Themba won't be happy to see me."

I couldn't understand what he could've done that was so bad that I would never know of his existence. My parents are so loving and overprotective, they would never reject their own son.

I can't imagine them not batting a lash at their only son being exiled. There must be some mistake.

As soon as my car door shut, my mother was out of the house, "Elijah. What is it? Why did you call for an emergency –"

Her words were long forgotten as soon as Isaiah shut the door, I could see the recognition in her eyes. She knew this wolf. I looked over at him, my heart instantly sinking.

Fear beginning to pitter-patter deep inside me.

"Themba!" She yelled not breaking eye contact with Isaiah.

"What, honey, what is it - Isaiah?" He seemed shocked, "Elijah what are you doing with him?" His tone turned stern.

The fear grew larger when his name left my fathers' lips.

"Why didn't you tell us we had a brother?" I completely ignore his question, throwing him with my own.

"A brother?" Elisha came into view, her voice questioning.

"Hey," She pointed at Isaiah, a few moments ticking past, "I know you, don't I?" Her brows creased.

I looked at her with wide eyes, "You do?"

"Yeah. I think... I think I used to play with him as a pup."

Okay. Don't point fingers at me yet. I have a horrible memory, okay? I mean, I don't even remember what I had for breakfast yesterday. How am I supposed to remember who I played or rather 'disliked' as a child?

"I knew you would." He smiled at her.

He fiddled with the hem of his shirt as he addressed my – our parents, "I'm sorry for coming here. I know I probably shouldn't have come but when Elijah asked me if I wanted to –"

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