Finding Her

chapter 2

NICHOLES P. O. V.

I woke up in the backseat of a car. I was struggling to remember what happened. I looked over to what I thought was my dad.

"dad.... Where are we?"

To my surprise the voice that answered me was much deeper than my father's. He sounded young and sophisticated. Much different than my father's high voice.

I was distracted by the man's deep voice that I didn't understand what he was saying. I guess he noticed I didn't answer because he just stared at me.

"Where is my dad? And Lilly!" I stutter as I say these words. I don't remember anything that had happened. I needed my sister here to help me remember.

I was lost in thought when the man suddenly spoke again.

"your father has been arrested for the murder of your mother. Your sister will be living with your grandmother until the legal age of 18. You however are going into foster care.

I tried to process the man's words. My father couldn't have killed her. Then it came back to me, Lilly, the knife, Andy mom.

I look down at my arm to see it is bandaged. This proves my memory right. Dad didn't kill mom, Lilly did.

"H∽he didn't do it" I stutter, but the man doesn't flinch.

"Are you even listening to me?"

If he didn't listen to me I would have to prove it myself. My father was innocent. Lilly was guilty and I was going to prove it. Even if it kills me

3rd PERSON

Justin looked at the girl in the backseat. He felt so bad for her. If only his dad wasn't just sitting there and ignoring her.

Justin was 16. He was very bright for his age, already a senior. He had jet black hair and sparkling blue eyes.

He was trying to concentrate on anything besides the sobbing girl in the backseat.

JUSTINS P. O. V.

I keep my eyes on the road trying to make my presence unknown. I've always hated coming to these things with my dad. I hated seeing all these people with nowhere to go.

We stop at a gas station to get something to eat. I couldn't stand her crying in the back. I turned around on my seat to comfort her.

"are you okay?" I asked. Her eyes got really big when I asked her this. She looked terrified. I looked down at my hand nervously.

"I am okay" she barely stutters these words.

I look up at her and everything stops. It was like I was seeing her for the first time. Her bleach blonde hair and her bright green eyes. She wouldn't look at me only around.

I kept looking at her. She looks so fragile, like one touch can break her. I knew at that moment I had to protect her at all cost.

When my dad got back to the car I asked to speak with him alone. I had to put my plan on action and he was the only one who could help.

NICHOLES P. O. V.

He scared me so much when he spoke to me.  I though I was alone. I wouldn't look at him. I didn't want this to be real. I wanted to wake up from this horrible dream I'm having. The boy didn't say anything for a while until the man came back.

He asked the man to talk,  alone. I Knew they were going to talk about me. Why else would they talk alone.

He is probably telling his dad that I am a basket case and needed to leave right away.

When they came back to the car the man said something that supposed me.

"congratulations, we've adopted you. "

I look up at the boy to see a smile reach his piercing blue eyes.

Ooh please let this be a dream.