In the Shadows of the Night

Chapter 6

I stopped the jeep just short of my house. I wasn't ready to go home yet, too much had happened that I really needed to think about. I sat in the jeep for a minute thinking about everything that was said and then my thoughts took me to my dreams, the dreams of the woman with the blonde hair. I wondered if she was part of whatever was going on and I had to know for sure.

I finally decided that it was time to get this over with, so I pulled into my driveway and got out of the car. I hoped Saxton was home, so we could talk but wasn't sure if we should talk at the house, and then I quickly wandered if I was just being paranoid. I went into the house, ran up the stairs to Saxton's room and found him playing a video game.

"Saxton, I need you to go for a ride with me?"

"Where?"

"It doesn't matter, I need you to go with me without asking questions."

Saxton looked up from the video game with a concerned look on his face. "What's wrong?"

"I'll explain in the car. Please just go with me?"

"Alright." He said as he stood up and followed me out of the house.

We jumped into my jeep and once I felt comfortable talking to him I asked, "Saxton, why would it be necessary for someone to send a man to protect me and who would send him?"

"Just don't worry about it. It's something that we don't need to talk about now."

"Now is as good of time as any."

"There are some things that are kept from you for a reason; some things that happened a long time ago. I remember them but only vaguely. I just try not to."

"Like what?"

"Jessica, why do you want to talk about this all of a sudden? Let me guess you talked to the masked man and he told you to talk to me."

"Does it matter, Saxton? Tell me what's going on now!" I screamed.

"I can't."

I slammed my foot down on the breaks, making the Jeep screech to a halt and looked at him with an evil stare. "Why does everyone keep saying that? I'm tired of hearing I can't! If this has something to do with me then I really think I should know about it! I'm not a child. I can handle it!"

"Jessie calm down, all you really need to know is that you are loved. You have a family that adores you and friends that worship you. You are the perfect image of an American girl."

"What?"

"There are things about us that you aren't supposed to know until you graduate high school, but you'll get all your answers then. Just try to enjoy life until then."

"Why then?"

"I can't explain that without explaining everything."

"Why does everyone know what's going on except for me?"

"You were only three when it happened, and everyone decided it would be best if you didn't know until you were old enough to comprehend the severity of it all. Everyone agreed on eighteen."

"Oh, so now I'm ignorant."

"No, I think it's stupid. I think you should have known a long time ago, if not all along, but it's not my decision and I wish I could tell you, but I can't."

I started to cry, I knew I was parked in the middle of the road with tears flowing from my eyes like a broken dam and I didn't care.

"I'm sorry Jessie."