The Emo Girl And The Nerd

Shocking Answer's

"I can't do this!" I say pacing the floor.
"Jordyn, just breathe." Holly says.
I turn around to face her.
"I can't do this, I'm not ready." I say.
"Then don't, if you're not ready don't do it." Tyler says.
"But I need to." I say.
"Just do whatever feels right." Tyler says.
I nod my head and close my eyes.
I can't do this.
I'm not ready to see her again.
"Jordyn Bellar." A security guard calls my name.
I jump in surprise and turn to him.
"It'll be ok." Holly says to me.
"Thanks." I say smiling at her.
"Just be careful." Tyler says.
"I will." I say before walking away from them.
The guard leads me into the same room as last time and I sit down to wait.
After a few minutes she walks in and sits down across from me.
"You came back." She says.
"I need answers." I state plainly.
"Ask away." She says.
"Why did you do it?" I ask.
She sighs and looks down. 
"I know about Brandon." I say crossing my arms over my chest.
She snaps her head up and looks me in the eye.
"Then there's your answer." She says.
"Yeah I know, you tried drowning me cause he died." I say.
"That's not true." She says.
"Yeah I'm supposed to believe that." I scoff.
"I'll tell you everything." She says.
"I already know everything." I say.
"No, you don't." She says.
"Yeah, I do." I say.
"You know so little." She says.
"I know that you tried killing me cause you wanted a son." I say.
"He's not dead." She says.
"Yes he is! Accept it and move on!" I say getting frustrated.
"No." She says with tears in her eyes.
"Yes, Brandon is dead, he has been for seventeen years." I say.
"No, I'll tell you what happened." She says.
"Then tell me." I say.
"As you probably know, me and your father ran away when I was seventeen." She starts.
"I know." I say coldly.
"Then I got pregnant with you and Brandon, you were born first, then Brandon, and he was so small that he had to be moved to the infirmary to be cared for. Your father wasn't there due to his tight work schedule, he was out of the state and didn't know what was going on." Mom says looking down.
"And..?" I ask.
"Well Brandon was still in the infirmary and that night there was a break-in at the hospital, he was kidnapped, I couldn't tell your father so I told him that Brandon died." She says with tears in her eyes.
This was so hard to believe but something in her voice said it was the truth.
Brandon was kidnapped.
He's not dead.
But I have no idea where he is.
"And why didn't you tell anyone?" I ask.
"I was scared, so after Brandon was kidnapped we moved out of the state and started new, but it wasn't the same knowing he was out there somewhere." She says.
"So he's alive.." I say.
"Yes." Mom says.
"And you don't know where he is." I sigh.
"I've been in prison for almost fifteen years, of course I don't know where he is." Mom says.
"Figures." I say.
"But once I get out in finding him." She says.
"You don't think I won't look for him?" I ask.
"How would you find him?" She asks.
"The internet is an amazing thing." I say smiling.
"You know he won't go by the last name Bellar or Caldwell... I'd be surprised if his name is even Brandon." She says.
"I'll find him." I say getting up.
"Good luck." Mom says.
"Thanks, I'll need it." I say before walking away and back to my friends.
Once they see me coming they both jump up.
"You ok?" Tyler asks concerned.
"No." I reply simply.
"What happened?" Holly asks.
"Not here, let's all go to Tyler's place, we'll talk there." I say.
They both agree and we head to Tyler's place.

Tyler opens the door and let's us both in.
We head into the living room and I curl up on the couch.
"What did you talk to her about?" Holly asks.
I close my eyes and sigh.
Brandon is alive.
I've had a brother all my life and I'm just finding out that he's actually alive.
"Brandon is alive.." I say.
"What?!" They both ask.
"Your dad said he died." Holly says confused.
"Cause that's what he thought." I say.
I explain everything I found out and by the time I'm done they're both speechless.
"So now I'm gonna look for him." I say.
"How will you find him? He probably has a different name, different last name and you don't even know what he looks like." Holly says.
"Hand me my computer." I say.
Holly obeys and gives me my laptop.
I turn it on and go to Google search.
After a few minutes of looking I find what I'm looking for.
An article about Brandon.
'Brandon Nathaniel Caldwell, was born in Larson General Hospital, January 21, 1998, along with his twin sister Jordyn Leila Bellar.
Unfortunately due to being the smaller of the twins, Brandon died and now three years later his mother, Caroline Caldwell, was convicted of attempting to murder Jordyn, the twin that survived.'
Ok that didn't help.
I already knew this.
But it wasn't true.
Brandon is alive.
But why would it be in the news that he died if the hospital staff knew that Brandon was kidnapped?
I sigh in frustration and go to another website.
"Jordyn." Tyler says.
I look up to meet his concerned green eyes.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"I think you're pushing yourself to hard to find him." Tyler says.
"He's my brother that I thought was dead and now I find out he's alive, I need to find him." I say.
"Just don't push yourself to much." He says.
"I won't." I say.
"Ok... Me and Holly are gonna go pick up some food, we'll be back in a few minutes." Tyler says.
"Ok." I say looking back to my laptop.
Tyler sighs as him and Holly leave.
I know he's concerned but I need to find him.
My eyes scan the computer screen until I see something that catches my eye.
Another article about Brandon.
'After being born unhealthy, Brandon Nathaniel Caldwell was kidnapped the night of his birth.
The hospital security cameras only caught a glimpse of the kidnapper.
They identified the kidnapper as a woman maybe mid twenties, about five foot five, black hair, and about a hundred and thirty pounds.
The local police searched for months with no luck and declared him dead.'
I sigh as I read the article.
He was declared dead.
But he couldn't be.
I know he's alive.
So after going to multiple websites I finally close my laptop in defeat.
Nothing.
I found nothing.
There was nothing.
How was I supposed to find him?
I don't know what he even looks like.
I don't know what his name is.
I don't even know who kidnapped him....
Suddenly an idea pops into my mind.
If I find out who kidnapped him then I'll have a chance of finding him.
Maybe it could work...
So I stand up from the couch and grab my car keys.
I'm taking a trip to the police station.
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