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When I was about eight, my older sister Korenea, left. I always thought we had a good relationship, the both of us, but then again, I might be wrong. I wasn't about to tell detective Alex about it all. Neither was I going to let him intimidate me into doing so.
"I have no idea about what you're talking about" I guess he heard me right because he looked at me like I was an annoying piece of gum living under his foot.
"Okay kid. I came here for answers, to help you," more like help yourself I thought "And I'm not going to leave you alone until I do exactly that. Am I understood?"
I try to sit up in the hospital bed. Once I have him at eye level I tell him. "And I won't believe you until it happens. But until then have fun finding nothing."
I lost all my trust in adults when she left. Before that I thought there was still hope, love and joy in the world. I still thought that unicorns and fairy princesses existed. Ever since then I saw all and every adult no matter how nice when we first met, as a threat. As someone who could jeopardize my life. Or whatever's left of it.
"GOD!... Well what did I expect." He turns to look out the window. Rubs his head messing up his once perfect haircut. It made him look older then he was. As if reading my mind, he then says "Do you know how old I am? I'm 21! I just got this job 'bout a few months ago, you were my first case. I was so excited. I had been watching you since your file hit my desk." He continues to stare not necessarily out the window, but at it. "I started to go through your papers and noticed that there was barley any information in it. The only thing I knew was, your age, that your father had a gambling problem, and that some woman named Korenea dropped it off." I almost fell of the bed at the mention of her name. Maybe I heard wrong. No, I didn't. Okay maybe it's not my Korenea. Maybe it is. He continued "So I decided to get deeper into the life of Eternity Devon. I followed you from the moment you left your house three hours early for school, to the moment you came home six hours late from school, to the day you attempted to murder yourself." He turns to look at me with tears glistening in his eyes, ready to fall. "Did you really think that someone wouldn't find you? That no one in the world would care? And if so, why? I'm going to ask you again Eternity, why did you fall over the edge? Why did you want to give up so easily on life?"
How do you respond to something like that? How do you tell someone you've just met, somebody who seems so sincere? How do you tell the only person in your life who seems to care that you've been missing a family for ten years? That you've been lied too, beaten, abused, rejected, and abandoned? And how do you tell him that you can't help but feel like every word coming from his mouth is a lie?
Why is this happening now? I'm only one week away from my 18th birthday. 1 week away from him. Ten years of damage and now someone wants to notice?! This isn't going to work. Not now, not ever.
"Listen um, Detective. I still have no idea what you're talking about. And even if I did, I would not help you. So, if you don't mind going right out that door," I point to the door "And never appear again, I'd be even more happy in the "perfect" world I live in." It was hard to say the last sentence as it left my mouth, even though I've said them thousands of times before. But the way looking at me through me off. He's staring me like he's looking right into my soul. Looking to find my deepest secret. Finding the lies behind me eyes.
Detective Alex calmly walks over to the bed from where he was standing. He leans over slightly as he glares at my bruises. Well at least it looked like a glare.
"Hmm" He's looking into my soul again. "You're a pretty girl. Even with the cuts and bruises. But some of them look older than others." He tilts his head "Why is that" I glare at him and a slight smirk plays at his lips
"You never give up, do you?" venom slipping out with the words like warm honey.
He smiles. Showing off a pair of straight white teeth. "Nope. And before you burn a hole through my head with your glaring, you should answer my questions. OR.... I could go and talk to your father." Shock rolls through my body, he wouldn't dare! "Who, even though these hospital rooms are sound proof, is standing behind that door trying to listen into our conversation. Which I might add is going into" he looks at the watch on his wrist." 35 minutes. And I don't know about you but it seems he's the type to bust in any time soon." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a card. "I'll be expecting a call from you by let's say...2pm sharp. Otherwise I'll be coming over for dinner." He puts the card on the table next to the bed. He looks at me before he opens the door and says "Be careful Eternity. And please at least think about what I said."
