Hailee Jones-Thompson

Chapter 8

As soon as I finish dinner, I got up and left the table along with going up to my room. I sat at my desk and I sigh. I couldn't believe dad..he doesn't trust her? I did understand why he wouldn't..sure she left him..broke his trust but why else wouldn't he trust her? I rub my head and look outside of the window of my room. The cars pass by and I can hear the Hells Kitchen police sirens. This city never sleeps. I sigh and get up along with thinking about that box in dads office. There had to be some more information in that box and I'm going back there to take that box. I go outside of my room and Sarah along with Nick and Dad are downstairs watching the news. I sneak into Dads office and I grabbed the box labeled 'Jessica.' I set it down in my bedroom and I shut the door along with locking it. I keep having second thoughts about going through the box because there could be information that was kept secret for a good reason but I needed answers. I open the box and I pull out a file along with opening it. My birth certificate and it doesn't say much at all. I set that aside and I grab another file along with pulling out a couple of papers in it. A hard drive falls out of the paper and I rose an eyebrow. It's plain yellow and has nothing written on it. I set it on my desk and I continue to go through the box. Not another file on my moms abuse claim and I find an interesting photograph. It was mom for sure but she looked like the living hell got beat out of her. She also looked passed out and whoever took the picture must have done it. I look closely and her face is bruised along with her eye. She had a cut on her arm, a noticeable bruise on her neck, and her nose is bleeding. I am shocked and I set that photo aside. I then find a letter addressed to someone named Luke Cage. The letter went like this
'Dear Luke,
He's gotten worse and I don't know what to do. He won't let me out unless I go with him or I bring one of his guards. I fear that Hailee is no longer safe with me here..I'm planning to run away without her because I can't have her with me..Please meet me at Alias..
Love, Jessica Jones.'
This letter was never sent and I still didn't understand. Dad couldn't abuse mom..that made no damn sense. Sure he could lose his temper but he never became violent with me or Nick or Sarah for that matter. Did my mom suffer some kind of mind problem? Or was she just making this up so she could get out of the marriage with dad? Nothing was adding up and I look at the photo. It's freaky as hell and I put the photo back in the box. I keep the hard drive out and I put the box in my closet. I pull out my laptop and I grab the hard drive along with opening some of the files. I find some videos from the 80s or 90s of a little boy being tested on and they call him Kevin..that couldn't be dad? Could it? The videos make me sick and I turn them off along with shutting my laptop. I would have to go through the files tomorrow because it's getting late. I put my laptop away and I put the hard drive in my drawer. I get ready for bed and I lied in my bed. I shut my eyes and I clear my head. I quickly fall asleep.