You only live twice 【EDITING】

Chapter 10

+Lucas P.o.V

It's been a few days I've been thinking of something: my dad's last words. I remember him telling me to look after Abigail because she could be a target to the other gang, but he never told me why, and who. I also didn't know who Abigail was back then and didn't know how he could know who she was as well.

Today, I decided to get answers out of this. My dad had a favorite house, where we used to live. I moved here not so long ago, and my dad owned few homes. Since his death, no one entered his house. Today, I will enter it and look for something that can give me some answers.

Once I reached the house, I took a deep breath and opened the door. The house was still in the same condition as before. I started to look over the desk where the computer was. There were a bunch of paper about random stuff. I look at the printed paper, but I found nothing interesting yet. Then, I looked at all the sticky notes pasted beside the computer. I kept looking until I found one that caught my attention: 'Call Jake'. I picked up the sticky note and looked for a contacts book somewhere.

I opened the drawer and I found a book that I opened and found some names along their numbers. I picked it up and look for someone called Jake. Later, I'm going to look for other things, but now I wanna know who is Jake. After looking in some drawers, I finally found something very interesting: apparently, Jake is Abigail's uncle. I took out my phone from my pocket and stared at it for several seconds, 'Should I try and call that Jake, or should I just look for something else without calling people?'

I finally called the person named Jake. It rang 2 times before some answered, "Yes?" it said.

"Hi, do you know someone called Michael Walker?"

"Uh, yeah. Who are you?"

"I'm Michael's son"

I can hear him taking a deep breath.

"H-how did you get my phone number?"

"I found it on my dad's desk. You are Abigail Parker's uncle, right?"

"Y-yeah"

I quickly asnwered, "Then, do you have any ideas why she could be a target for the another gang?"

"Why do you want to know all of that??" he said, getting tensed.

"I want to know why my dad told me to keep an eye on her" I said, calmly.

"Fine, but don't tell her I'm not dead"

"Wha- What do you mean by that? Does she really think her uncle is dead?" I said shocked.

"She haven't seen my since she's 6 years old. She thinks I'm dead. I had to move to another country and change name because I was a sort of spy for the other gang. I was pretending to be with the opposite gang to get information from them and tell it to your father, who used to be the boss of your gang. We were trying to put them down, but they discovered I was a spy before we could do anything. To protect myself from being killed, I had to runaway from there. I decided to go in USA under a new name, so I declared myself dead and I told my wife and children to not tell everyone about the fact I wasn't really dead, I had to leave them behind as well" he said the last sentence sadly. "It's been 13 years from now, by I still see my wife and children pretty often. I wish it didn't turn out like that. This is what i get form being in a violent gang..."

I was speechless, but I was still wondering, why her? Why does it have anything to do with her?

"Then, if it really happened like that, why is it Abigail who's being chased?"

"S-she's being chased? Well, I'm afraid that the gang wanted to get me so much that they decided that she will pay, since they think I'm dead"

For some reasons, I felt heat coming up to my face, caused by some sudden anger.

"Then, It's because of you" I said, a bit angrily. He didn't answer at that. "I-I have to go anyway. Can i call you again if I have something to ask you?"

"Of course. Have a good day, goodbye"

"Bye" I said and hung up the call. I looked for the last time if there could be anything interesting, and I left the house. 'I'll come back later' I thought, as I was walking. I suddenly decided to to call Abigail to tell her about the conversation I had with her uncle. I know, I'm not supposed to tell her, but I can't keep it away from her. It's still her uncle!

When I called Abigail, she picked up the call quickly. I asked her to meet me at my house in 15 minutes. When I entered my house, I found Jessie watching TV. I walked in front of the TV and she told me to move, but then I answered, "Can I talk to you about something?" Her face changed from annoyed to surprised. I don't ask her to talk about something often, we barely talked without arguing, and it's even worst since my dad is dead.

I sat on the couch beside her, and she put the TV on mute. I took a deep breath, "It's about dad.." I said, looking down at my hands, resting on the couch. "Oh, okay. Go ahead" she said, calmly.

"Do you know if dad knew anything about someone named Jake?" she looked at me weirdly, when she heard that name, "Yeah, he did know him. Why you ask?" I wasn't supposed to go to my dad's house, but I had to tell her, "I went to dad's house earlier and found a note on his desk saying "Call Jake" . She gave me a death glance, " Why did you go there?! You weren't supposed to go there all by yourself without telling anyone! We were supposed to wait a while and then go to sort the stuff! What did you keep?" she said, angrily and she stood up while talking, so she was now standing in front of me. "I kept nothing. I only went there to know more about Abigail. I'm not done with it. I plan to go back there soon" She sat back on the couch when I said that I kept nothing. I didn't go to sort stuff. What is she thinking?

"Can I help you with it?" she said, shyly.

"Well, I-"

"Please, I really want to help. I want to know things about her me too"

I don't what is going on with her all of a sudden, usually she's so not interested in what I do...

"Okay, you can he--"

As I was saying she can help me, I heard a knock on the door. I ran to the door and opened it. Abigail was standing there, and when I saw her, like every time I do, I couldn't help but to smile.

"Hey, come in!" I greeted her, cheerfully.

We all sat in the living room: Jessie was sitting on the armchair, and Abigail and I, we were sitting on the sofa, in front of Jessie. I turned to face Abigail, and I started, "Abigail, do you know someone named Jake?" She froze when I said that.

"Y-yes I do. It's my uncle. He's dead since I'm 6 years old and I never talked about him to you, how did you know?"

"I just talked with him on the phone, few minutes ago"

"How? Wait- Are you saying-" she answered, putting a hand on her mouth. "I can't believe that. He must be alive then?" I nodded.

"I got some information about the reason why you could be chased during the dream" I spoke.

"Really? Tell me!" She said and her face brighten up.

"Okay... So it goes like this"