The Unknowns (Book 1)

The Unknowns Chapter 6

The Unknowns

Chapter 6

As I pull up in front of my house, I see the door wide open carelessly. I get out of the car and walk into the house and see Trent sitting on one of the couches we bought for the home years ago. He doesn’t bother looking up at me, and instead stares off at the painting hanging over the fireplace. I sit down on the couch next to him, and silently, we both stare off into space.

I remember few memories here with my parents, and some of them are hazy, but I do remember my parents always taking me to the field, whether it’s flying a kite, or blowing bubbles, we’d always come home and eat smore’s together. I hang on to those memories desperately. Maybe that’s why Pam and Trent tried so hard to be like my parents when it comes to things.

I can’t imagine living here. I want to imagine it, but I can’t. It was my destiny to live with Trent and Pam, let them grow me up. No matter how many times I tell myself it isn’t true, Pam and Trent are my parents more than my actual parents.

I wince at my thoughts, disgusted at myself. I shouldn’t be saying or thinking it. My parents risked their lives to save me, that’s why Trent and Pam were the ones raising me. They are my parents, not Trent and Pam.

“Your father and I were close,” Trent says, his voice soft and sad. “I would’ve never thought your father would become evil and try to kill someone. I thought I knew him. I thought we were best friends.”

“It’s not you or him,” I say, patting his shoulder reassuringly. “The Hunters are evil, Trent. What we have to do is get my father out of there and let his brain heal. I’m just waiting for the right time.”

“There’ll never be a right time, Austin, you just have to go. You’re not ready yet though, not even close.”

I sigh, but nodded. Minutes go by, and soon we’re both leaving, making sure the door is locked behind us. We get in our cars, and drive home. During a red light, I lean my head against the steering wheel, sighing loudly in frustration. I’m going to have to work harder than I’ve ever done before to get my parents back safely and prove to Trent that his brother isn’t evil. I can’t let him down, and I can’t let my parents down.

But what if my father is too far into the Hunter’s hands to be saved? Can I just leave him there and take my mother? Of course I’m going to have to. Whether I like it or not, I have to do what I have to do to save my mother, and hopefully my father.

When the light turns green, I drive quickly home. I have to put my plan into action soon. I’m going to train every day, and read up on everything I can about my situation, and then, when the day comes, I’ll leave.

I park in my driveway, and then I head for my room. I write down my schedule for training, and all my plans for what’s going to happen once it’s actually time to leave. I’m going to have to pack food, not to mention I’m going to have to learn how to survive in the wilderness, or whatever I have to live in.

There’s no more time to be scared, sheltered Austin. It’s time for me to be self efficient, a fighter, fearless, Austin Creed. I walk to the kitchen where Trent is eating the dinner I prepared. He glances up from his plate, chewing a piece of meat in his mouth.

I show him the schedule, pointing at the times. “We’re starting as soon as Anna thinks she’s ready. Do you think we can start at these times?”

“Yes. I’ve already written out a few of my lessons to show you two. Your parents were very enthusiastic in the letter about some of the training they wanted you to do.”

I nod, and then I heat up my plate and eat with Trent. Something has been bugging me for a while, and I’m not sure if I should bring it up again, but I know if I don’t tell Trent now, I’ll probably ask Anna and weird her out.