Chapter 7 - Will I ever see daylight again?

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Chapter Seven - Will I ever see daylight again?

I can't sleep, nothing is coming to mind accept for the fact that practically my whole entire family is dead.  I wish Lucy was here with me now.  I would feel so much better if she was here with me.  She would be telling me that everything would be okay and that she is here for me.  But instead I'm laying on bed wishing I was dead.  Everyone I know is fast asleep.  I get out of bed slowly and decide to get myself a glass of water from the kitchen.  I don't really want to go in there, considering that's where my father's head was found.  When I'm walking to the kitchen I notice Mrs Gomez sitting on the couch.  She looks up at me with tears running down her face.  I walk over to her and sit down beside her.  I don't know what to do so I just hug her and thankfully she hugs me back.

She is sobbing hysterically, I can't stand to see Mrs Gomez in so much emotional pain.  I can barely stand to see Lucy in pain, but her mum.  I just want to hold onto her tightly until she falls asleep.  I know that she misses Lucy.  She misses Lucy just as much as I do.  Then the fact that her husband turned into a bastard and was always working against her, just so that he could get closer to me and my stupid family secret.  I wish I knew what the stupid family secret was.  It would make my life so much easier.  And all my friends lives wouldn't be in the danger that they are in now.

"Lucy always talks about you."  Mrs Gomez says through her sobs.

"Really?  What has she said about me?"  I ask.  Hoping that I can calm Mrs Gomez down.

"She always said that you were the nicest guy and that you always looked out for her no matter what and that you weren't afraid of showing your true feelings.  Your not one of the type of guys who likes to be strong.  You always told her that you loved her.  She knows that you’re the perfect one for her."  Mrs Gomez tells me.  Smiling slightly, but she still had the sad look on her face.

"I love her so much."  I say, barely audible, but Mrs Gomez catches my words.

"Jacob, I promise you that we're going to find her."  Mrs Gomez says to me.  "Come on, I'll tuck you back into bed."

"I just need to get a drink."  I say, walking towards the kitchen. 

I go to the fridge and grab a bottle of water out and then walk back towards Mrs Gomez.  She grabs my hand and then takes me back to the bed that I am currently sleeping in.  I get into bed, and before I lay down I have a drink of water just before I lie down.  Mrs Gomez puts the covers over me and tucks me into bed.  She kisses me on the head. 

"Goodnight Jacob, I love you."  Mrs Gomez says as she shuts the bedroom door quietly not waking Arthur. 

I wish Mrs Gomez could be my mother now.  Since mine is technically dead.  She actually pays attention to me and talks to me.  She shows me that she loves me and doesn't judge me for who I am.  She's glad that I love her daughter just as much as she does.  I'm going to try and get some sleep.  I doubt I'll get any, but I'll try.  Not too soon later I start to feel myself slowly drift off to sleep.  In my sleep I dream of all sorts.  I wake up several more times during the night but then I fall straight back to sleep again.  My dreams drown me in misery.  I'm processing too much information and it's all being muddled into my head.  I jolt up with a sudden thought.

Arthur isn't in bed.  I look at the time, far out!  It's three in the afternoon.  I wonder why no one woke me up.  I go downstairs and I see Emerald on the couch.  She doesn’t look in my direction when I walk down the stairs.  That's weird normally she says hello, I guess not this morning.  I walk to the kitchen.  Everything is really quiet.  It's actually all a little too quiet.  I don't look out the window.  Because by chance someone is just waiting to shoot me.  I start to avoid all the windows at all costs.  Something isn't right and I swear I'm about to find out what's going on.  I open the door to the basement and I start to walk down slowly.  Thankfully as I'm going down I find a baseball bat.  I don't turn the light on, because that's the most stupidest thing that anyone could possibly ever do.

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