★Chapter 22: The Truth (3)★

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Corinne POV

David had texted me all the details about his discovery. It looked like I was going to spend my Saturday afternoon travelling to some faraway forest in attempt to find poor old kidnapped Jackson. David told me Jena had taken care of transportation, but when he had told me we were going with some of Barry B. Benson's friends, my courage wavered.

I asked my mom if she could drive my friends and me to this McDonalds restaurant. Why? It was because that McDonalds was the closest to the forest, I researched some information on the distance between that McDonalds and the entrance of the forest. It was a four-minute walk. I only had to take care of one problem, my mom asked me why I had chosen that place as a drop-off zone. 

I basically told her that my friends and I just wanted to meet there because we were going to have a picnic at park there. The only thing I lied about was the park, there was no park. I was lucky that my mom had so much free time on her hands and allowed me off my leash, usually on Saturdays. She was an awesome mom, I love her.

I texted David that my mom could drive the three of us to McDonalds and we could walk into the forest instead of being transported by bees.

David replied saying that that was an absolutely perfect plan and Jena was pretty grumpy about it.


Jena POV

It was true that I was highly disappointed that the bees couldn't take us because my friends were being super picky. What was the big deal about travelling with bees? Sigh. I guess having Corinne's mom drive us was pretty okay. I mean, I've travelled better.

David and I were still sitting on my comfy couch researching facts and Jackson's whereabouts. It was highly unsuccessful except for Jackson's snapchat posts. Wait...Jackson was supposed intelligent. If he had genuinely escaped, why did he go back to post something on his Snapchat? Also, why didn't he contact the police? If I had been kidnapped, I would have contacted the police the moment I had my phone back because it would have been impossible to know where you were since kidnappers were unpredictable and all. It would have been stupid if the kidnapper stayed in town with his hostage...unless they still had unfinished business.

This meant the kidnapper could still be in town kidnapping more people, and that the texts from Jackson....were not actually from Jackson, and it was all one big distraction. Hey, that rhymed!


Jackson POV

Jesse...my twin brother...how was this possible? I don't believe it. How come Mother never told me about this...about him?

"Well...it's nice to meet you," he said as if we had literally just met now. He was probably mentally ill.

"Actually Jackson, I have a story to tell you. It's a tale about these three children. You might want to listen closely," he then chuckled to himself. I growled menacingly at him.

"Let's start with..Once upon a time..." he smiled, but no light reached his eyes, he was soulless, so heartbroken and lost.

"Once upon a time, there was a happy couple, a young man and a young woman. They were so in love they had decided to have a child. Except they did not know that they would have children instead of a child almost a year later.

"One year later...the woman gave birth to triplets. One boy and two girls.

"Wait! I thought we were twins..." I objected.

"Haha no. I LIED, so you wouldn't have to ask questions about the third, but now I see that wasn't happening, so I'm going to tell the story anyway. Don't interrupt me," he said.

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