The Cabin •Jc Caylen•

65. "Who Am I?"

Disclaimer: this chapter is going to get vey dirty. Reader discretion is advised!

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It wasn't awkward instead it was soothing. We enjoyed each others company. We looked at each other with small smiles on our faces. It wasn't in a creepy way it was more of a loving way.

I admired him so much. Just as an example that comes as close to this is Meredith Grey and Derek Shepard in the bath together.

I think Jc is my number one role model. He isn't perfect I know that but he makes such an effort to be an extrordinary person. All the I love you's and the affection made me realize that a partner can make you feel like a whole new person.

Before I met Jc I was nobody. Before this trip I asked Cristy and Alice to keep this back in Seattle because I didn't want to deal with it and once Jc and I became serious I told them not to bring it up at all because I didn't want to freak him out. But now I must face the truth about who I actually am. I was known at school because my mother was great at her job and had one of the strongest female voices in the city of Seattle. She started off her career with minor recognitions, but as time went on she faught like crazy to earn what she deserved, there's many amazing doctors in Seattle that are brilliant surgeons but she's the best one you'll ever find, she was offered a spot to work as the Doctor of some of the most important people in the world including the president of the United States but she declined because she wanted to stay in her calm city, to make her even more impressive, the day she started getting contractions she was in surgery, she refused to leave the guy on the table with his chest wide open because she promised his wife she would perform the surgery herself and no one else would touch her patient, that man walked out of those hospital doors shinning brighter than the sun and healthier than he's ever been. My father, well he worked along with my mother and a few years before I was born there was a tragic incident were a school bus of children took place in a drunk driver's mistake. The school was coming back in the middle of the night from a trip, trip ended because the kids were too young and missed their mothers. Instead of crying for their mother's love and warmth they were now crying for their lives. My father was the first on the scene as he was driving home from a busy day at work, mother didn't feel very well, little did she know I was barley forming in her uterus. Father quickly got out the car and made his way into the flamming bus. Seconds later firefighters and police men were lining up. Bus driver killed on impact. Fighter fighters were taking too long tying to take the children out, my father didn't have any experience with fire, didn't have any protection against the flames, his job was to put people to sleep so they can go into surgery, he had no experience. He risked his life and risked leaving an unborn child to be raised fatherless, he went into that burning school but, taking out three kids at a time. Firemen warned him about the risks, he didn't seem to care, he kept going until there was no one left besides that poor bus driver. No child was brought out in bodybags. Only a few burn marks and some kids traumatized for life. Alice's father designed a statue dedicated to my father, 'Seattle's hero, a man of prestige, a man of honorable skin and a man who deserves more than a simple statue. Anthony Maximiliano Phoenix' engraved on that statue. In the city of Seattle my parents are seen and worshiped as heroes, got a bullet to the head and you can start seeing the gates to heaven but don't want to leave this world just yet? Go see Emilia Phoenix, my mother, she has the power to bring you back from the dead and let you leave the hospital like you're a child all over again. Need someone to consult in a conference or to pursue a company to buy a business that is worth nothing or need a man of honor who will risk his own life to save anyone else? Go see Anthony Maximiliano Phoenix, my father, he's basically the man that has all the power in the city, he's honored and loved by everyone so it's impossible to say no to him. In that city both of my parents are seen are heroes, the fact that they're married and are loved by everyone around them makes them the power couple of the city. The people are so grateful for everything my parents have done and they have no other way to repay them so they worship them. Once the city received the news that Anthony and Emilia were expecting a child everyone was overcome with nothing but joy and relief. They thought about it this way, two saviors make a baby, equals absolute perfection. They got so in love with the idea that my mother was carrying a child who would be smarter than both of them combined and times that by one hundred, with the courage like a man ready to slay the dragon while being chased by starving lions, and the ability to save things that are falling apart in this world, they all thought I would be the one to save not just the town but the world, I know, crazy! By the time I was born I had flashing lights in my face, I wasn't even an hour old and already I was on the front page of news papers that were delivered all through out Washington. People who didn't even know my name visited my mother and father in the hospital and thanked them for being heroes, they send gifts and basically threw themselves at them. At school I was treated differently, maybe that's why I skipped a grade. Sadly to everyone's disappointment I haven't done anything for my city, I haven't saved a burning bus filled with children or saved an almost lifeless body, I didn't even go to college for god's sake! The disappointment didn't last long, they eventually got over it. They went back to living and worshiping me. I'm loved by that city so much that when they caught wind that I would be getting married with Tyler the city practically begged to to pay for all the expenses. I'm also loved just because my parents are heroes, they're still waiting for me to go out and conquer the world. My parents became heroes but not for the attention but because that's who they are, they could of cared less for all the attention as long as at the end of they day they got to go home with the satisfaction that they were changing the world one life at a time. Me on the other hand, I was born with the title of a hero, I haven't done anything and people already call me a hero, I want to earn it like my parents not be born with it. That's who I am, a hero by default because I was born with a title that I didn't earn, they see me as someone but I see myself as a nobody, that's what hurts me even more because I know the truth. That's who I am.