Forbidden

Chapter 6

It felt like the world started to tilt, it took a few seconds to straighten again. They must be really low on members, first Sensei Jordan, now me. This couldn't be happening. I'm not even 15 yet! I've still got eight months to be normal! To actually have a life. But what could I do? Ignore my roll? Run away, and be known as a disgrace to the Martinez family, as weak, when all I do is train. I wasn't ready for this. I was 14 for crying out loud! And what do I tell my friends, 'Yeh, I decided to ditch school, I'm gunna run away to New York, cya.' What about Willow? Jed? Wait, scratch Jed, why am I always thinking about him. I don't want this. I want to be normal, I don't want to be forced to do anything. I want to be able to do what I love by free will.

Mum kept staring at me as I continued my train of thought.

"You leave in the next few days, week at most," she said gracefully. I guess she was excited about getting rid of me. My emotions felt like a 10 ton truck was dropped on my head. I needed air, but it felt like I wasn't getting any in.

"April, this is good. This is a chance for the Martinez family to be noticed as strong," mum smiled. Is that all she cared about, title? Status? I glared at her.

"Its going to be fun, I promise!" She said enthusiastically. Of course she's happy. Gasping for air, I whipped around and sprinted to my bed room, slamming the door behind me and locking it. Yet, she still followed me. Jeez, for once in your life, do the thing you're best at, and just ignore me.

"April, on your desk, is a report on your new life, prepare yourself for it. It also has the story of why you left, you need to start getting word out, dad and I will too. We can't make it suspicious," she said through the door. I listened to her high heels slowly walking away from my room. And I did something I haven't allowed myself to do since I was a baby, I cried.

I don't know how long I sat on my bed crying. Seconds? Minutes? Hours? When I finally opened my eyes, they were red and puffy. I felt drained, like all the tears I had stored away for ten years had just gone, and left me dehydrated and incomplete. Yet I feel like I need to run, or do something to clear my head. But I did the thing I hoped I wouldn't do, I walked over to my desk, and placed my hand on the big envelope. I slowly sat down, and stared at the envelope as if it were a bomb. In a way I guess it was, it was going to destroy my life? Close enough. I slowly opened it. A few cards dropped out, and a long letter. The cards were my new identity. The only thing that stayed the same was my picture and my birthday. 4th April 2002. My new name was; Alexandria Nolton. I am the daughter of Marcus and Hillary Nolton, Hillary is the The Secretary of State. I have to show my face at a lot of press conferences, because 'family is everything,' aka, I need to observe anything to do with the Activist's. That was the entire first page of the letter summed up. The second page was the cover up story. It said I wanted to live a more interesting life, one that New York City can provide for me. I am going to miss my old life, but I feel like New York City will be good for me. That was page 2/2 summed up. I honestly want to die. I don't know how long ago, I was having a good time with friends doing NORMAL things, enjoying a normal life. And thats all I want. Not this? I want to receive letters from friends in the mail, not a letter telling me what life path I'm going to pretend to have for a short period of time, before I receive another letter saying the exact same with a new name.

It was 4am when I finally woke up. After isolating myself in my room all night, skipping dinner too, I decided that I could sneak out now, grab food and go to the gym, and no one would notice. I quickly dressed into running leggings, a sports bra and a thin jumper. I didn't see dad sitting at the table when I walked into the kitchen. I tried avoiding eye contact as much as possible, but it was like he was staring holes into my back.

"April," He huffed. I ignored him, its what he usually did to me, so why couldn't I.

"April, don't ignore me, I'm your father." He continued. I spun around at that point. I had a lot of bent up anger boiling in me, that I was more than ready to let loose.

"Really? You're my father? I think I've seen you twice in the last month. When ever I do catch a glimpse of you, you ignore me. I'm nothing to you. I never have been. Father of the year right here! You ignore me, you have handed over my life to some stupid organisation. Do you think I want that? No, because you never think of me! The only time you talk to me is to insult me. Most fathers talk to their daughters, tell them how pretty they are, not how they need to eat more fruit! I'm nothing to you, so I can ignore you all I want, its no different to how you've treated me for the past 14 years!" I yelled at him. He actually looked startled at that point. And we'd gained an audience consisting of Shadow, mum and Milly.

"Mum? Dad? What is April talking about? What organisation?" Milly whimpered.

"No Milly, I'm Alexandria Nolton now. Oh, and sometime this week, I'm going to leave, and never come back, you may be sad, but mum and dad are over the moon about it!" I laughed. I was on a roll. "Oh, I know, you're thinking I'm drunk or something? Well, I'm not. Mum dad, and yes, even me, I've lied to you your entire life. Our stupid little family are a part of a secret government organisation, that are at war! I'm going to fight for them! Maybe one day we'll bump into each other somewhere around the world, but if you even talk to me the consequences will be huge," I continued to yell. Milly was crying now.

"April!" Mum shouted at me.

"I know mum, I just spilled your little secret, and I have plenty more. Hey Milly? You know how you think I'm obsessed with karate? Fake, lies, lies, lies. I'm forced. And if I run away, your future is set in stone. New identity each week. Just wait. Maybe I will run? But I actually love you, so I won't. So please mum and dad. Do the thing you're best at, and ignore me until I go," I finished. They stared open mouthed, and I stomped out the house and slammed the door. 4am rage at family, done. Whats next?