In Another Life

Chapter : 3

Matthew Pike had heard his Nephew gone missing. He flew from New York, all the way to meet his sister leaving behind 2 unsolved cases, in His law firm. He was the best closer in city and just like her, he was self made.
He reached Alexandria at noon and hurried meeting his sister, whom he had not even bother to contact when she moved To Alexandria. "Indians live there! How out of everyone, how after everything they had done to us You decide to move to a place shared by them? " he had questioned angrily.
It was time for peace Emily thought, of course that was before her husband cheated on her.
Emily heard the doorbell and ran towards door expecting A news from police but instead she found her baby brother dressed up as if he ran from a conference hall. She stared at him for a moment and then crashed in his arms, oozing fountain of tears.
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Ethan Edward Decloure, was what my grandmother named me. I had never thought that life would bring me here.
My life was Happy. I never really had any good friends, no one at Mount high liked to talk to a stupid Indian boy. "Stupid ?" I would often ask myself. "How can I be stupid ? I could memorise all State Capitals, by grade 2.
I knew that the driest place was Atacama Desert and highest peak was Mount Everest - fuck the highest, - I even knew the second highest K2 ranged 8,611. I knew about the chemical reactions, I knew about Parthenogenesis , homosexuality and reproduction. I knew how one religion could lead and also make humans bleed. If not more .. I knew At least as much as a high school boy should have known w . Then how could I be stupid?"
Maybe I was not stupid, maybe I was just different. I was different from rest of the kids at Mount high. Dark, lean, black eyed , under confident and ugly. I was not just different but I was a foreign there - ironic, for, my mom always told me that we were one of the oldest residents of this land- And thus I was never welcome. I had Never been to a house party or a birthday.
Sometimes I cried over my plight and rest of the times I laughed at their ignorance of the truth. I have always believed that human beings are generally scared of things they are not aware of, things that in their terms is a foreign and therefore they suppress, molest and butcher these foreign elements. They attain a feeling of superiority leading to lifelong hardships for foreigners.
My life was such, pathetic at school, and bare able at home. I was kind of happy, If not contended but I never knew that someday I would come across the miracle I had been looking for.
Samantha Clark, was not the most beautiful girl of Mount high, but she was the second most beautiful. Green eyes, blond hair, skin that glittered in winters and shined in summers. She was perfect, a bit too perfect for me. If I was the fire, She was the spark in it. If I was life, she was the the meaning. I loved her since the very first day I saw her. I Could never believe that someone like her could fall back for someone like me. But she did. Thus with every passing day it became impossible for me just to 'love' her, I worshipped her.
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My parents were slit open last summer, And I knew exactly who did that.
Days before I had shifted to Yale, My Father had received a letter from someone called Micheal young. He had proposed my father to make a deal. He wanted my father to sell his bakery as the Young builders wanted to build a bar in place of if. The deal offered That My father would get as much money as he asked but in return he had to empty his shop in not more than a month.  My father being an honest Son, could not sell his only inheritance and therefore he turned down the order.
Mathew young was desperate, I knew and desperate people always took the shortest route possible.
I never thought something like this could happen to me, but it did.. and now I needed to make sure of what I knew.
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Matthew sat across the couch, staring at his sister. He could see her exhausted. Emily was a good mom, he knew that because after their father died, she had taken care of him. He had known her inborn motherly instincts and therefore he feared loosing her if something happened to Carl.
"I Will bring him back. I promise you" he said assuring her. "Umm" was her answer. She was loosing hope and he needed to be there to put her right. Carl was a strong boy and he would survive anything. He knew that for sure.
"I promise" he said again while bidding her good night.