Finding Myself

chapter 14

now the story is starting to get interesting and sorry for the slow start...there are suprises ahead muahahmauahha......happy reading xD

Nina’s P.O.V.

Surprisingly when I woke up I was in my bed. I looked around cautiously. The problem was I didn’t know why I was being so careful.

I jumped off my bed and headed downstairs. I decided to make myself breakfast since it was 4 in the morning. No one else would be awake at this time.

After I finished enjoying my meal I heard footsteps. I didn’t bother looking up, knowing for some odd reason that it wasn’t going to make me happy to see the person who walked in.

“Good morning to you too,” sarcastically said my brother. I raised my eyebrows at him. It was 4:45 right now.

“What are you doing up this early?” I questioned.

“I have to get to school early for tutoring. If I were you I would go back to bed and enjoy the peace,” he smirked. I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

“You,” he began while pointing at me and I painfully waited for him to continue, “no longer go to school.”

It took a few moments for this to register in my mind. How could I not go to school?! School is my life! I have to get to the top, be the best. I snapped out of my panic and stared at my brother.

“Why?” I asked. I knew he understood full well what I was asking.

“You had missed enough school days with your precious Ted and you dared insult our mother. She thought school was the reason for your rebellious behavior, so…she took you out,” he finished lamely.

The school must be in an uproar. Gossip must be going around and spreading like wild fire.

“What’s the story at school?” I asked afraid of the answer.

“There are no stories,” he said. I was thrown into utter confusion. Was it that simply no one cared for me? I wasn’t important enough to be noticed.

“They all miss you. Even Laney says she misses you,” Erick said. I gazed at him and wondered if he was telling the truth.

I began to reflect over how selfish I sounded. I shouldn’t care what other people think of me. Only the way I perceive matters. I looked up at my brother.

“Tell them I miss them too, but only the people you know I actually miss like Missy. Tell Laney I’m sorry…for everything and especially about Kara.” I told my brother.

He just stared at me like I just broke his computer. “Are you going to go to your tutoring session or what?”

“It’s just that I thought you would have flipped out more and ran upstairs screaming in mom’s face,” he admitted.

“What’s the point? I finally realized that appearance isn’t important. Because in the end, you’re all alone.”

He grabbed something out of the refrigerator and walked past me, deciding that I was crazy probably but who cares?

I went upstairs and peered into my parents’ room. My father was getting dressed while my mother was asleep. I snuck into their room and helped my dad put on his work jacket.

“I didn’t know you were up Mel-“began my father.

When he noticed it was me he stopped midsentence. “Why are you up so early Nina?” he questioned in a business like tone.

“I just felt like waking up early. I saw you needed help so I came,” I said while dusting off the Mesh Corporation logo on his left breast pocket.

He cleared his throat and thanked me. My father then went to the bathroom to tidy up a bit and I headed to my room.

I had no idea why but I felt like I was missing or forgetting something. All I could remember was that I was skipping school and then I met Jack-next thing you know I’m in my room.

My brain was telling me not to overthink but my heart was saying pursue this. And I did. I opened up my phone and looked at my contact list. First I decided to call Missy.

“Hello,” a sleepy voice said on the other line.

“Hey Missy.”

“Nina? Where the hell have you been? I’ve been so worried about you. I can’t believe you ditched your best friend without saying anything!”

I laughed and so did Missy. I guess all was forgiven.

“Sorry…I just don’t know what to say. My brother told me that my mom pulled me out of school so….yeah,” I ended.

“Don’t worry I’ll put in a good word for you at school,” said Missy. That made me smile. Before I would have cared but now I don’t.

“Its okay you don’t have to,” I said.

“I don’t care about that anymore. I feel so free. I was superficial before but now-now I just want to change.”

“Wow! You sound like a different person!” exclaimed Missy.

We talked some more before Missy had to hang up to get ready for school.

I heard a knock at my door and turned around to see my mother with disapproving eyes.

“Good morning mother.”

I was greeted with silence. I waited for her to say something, anything but she didn’t.

I got up and stood a few feet away from her.

“I’m sorry mother. For yelling at you.”

“You should be,” she started.

“I said for yelling at you, but that doesn’t mean I feel sorry for what I said,” I told her.

She huffed and went away. I don’t think my mom would ever understand me, but I could always try to work things out between us. I felt like I was on a high. I took a shower and let my hair loose.

I walked outside and when I walked almost to the mailbox I felt something trying to hold me back. I pushed even harder and I fell through what felt like an invisible wall. My hand was burned and I looked at it questioningly.

While I was crossing the street a car came and almost hit me. In my state of shock I stood there frozen in front of the car. A familiar blonde man came out and touched my neck. Next thing I know I fall into his arms with my eyes wide open, and a paralyzed body.

He puts me in his car and looks at me and then at my house. He touches me again in the neck and memories start flooding back. The name of my captor is Jack and I love Ted. Whoa! Where did that come from?! Anyway moving on, Jack is the bad guy and he’s after Raquel.

I’m in a heap of trouble. “What do you want?” I viciously asked Jack.

He ignores my question and asks one of his own, “How did you get out?”

“What?” I asked forgetting that he didn’t answer my question.

“Did you just walk out your door and calmly into the street?”

“Yea but I felt some resistance. I paid for it with my hand,” I said while showing him the wound on my hand. He touched my hand and immediately the burn went away. All I could do was stare at him wide-eyed.

“I’ll tell you a secret,” he said with an evil knowing smile. I didn’t say anything so he kept on going. “You know Kara?” my head snapped up looking him directly in the eyes.

“I guess you do. It was very unfortunate she had to die. But I’ll tell you one thing- I killed her, not you.” I was stunned into silence. All these years I thought I had killed her! Okay it wasn’t that long but nonetheless. I started laughing. Laughing out all this nonsense and tears were freely flowing down my cheeks, I was mourning Kara again, but this time not as her killer.