Finding Her

chapter 4

Lilly

I heard the police sirens getting close, then I felt a pain in my leg. I look down to see it covered in blood.

I look at my dad to see him holding the knife. That Bitch! He stabbed me!

He mouthed the words 'I'm sorry'

I don't care about his apology he betrayed me. I thought we were on the same side when he took up for me. Then to just stab me.

I wanted to scream at him and tell him all go this, but all I could do was just nod my head. Then everything went dark.

Justin

I led my dad to the gas station so that we could talk about the girl. I don't know her name, but none of that mattered right now. I had to ask my dad a huge favor. He owed me.

"yes, son?"

"dad we need to adopt the girl. "

"Nichole?" he questioned.

Nichole. Even her name is perfect. It matches her. She was beautiful. Seeing her in pain made me feel pain. I didn't want her to cry. I wanted to wipe the tears off of her fragile face. When my father notices that I didnt answer he speaks again.

"why should we adopt her?" He kept staring at me waiting for my answer, but how do I describe it?

How do I describe that when I looked at her the world stopped. I could barely breathe. Her bright green eyes,  I could get lost in. I saw her soul right through her eyes. How do I explain this?

"please dad, you owe me, do I have to remind you what happened in Alabama."

At the mention of that he pulls out his phone. I stood there for a while so he could talk to them.

Finally after what seemed like forever he looked at me.

"let's go tell her the good news. "

We walked backroom the car.  I couldn't stop smiling. I was so happy I would get to see her everyday. I kept looking at her, taking in her beauty. When dad finally told her the news I suspected her to be excited. Instead she was shocked.

Does she not feel the spark that I felt?

NICHOLE

why is he looking at me like that?  He's looking at me like a homeless person looks at food. The boys piercing blue eyes caught mine.

They looked as blue as the sky on a spring day. I could get lost in them. Now that I think about it I don't know his name. I thought I should ask since his dad is adopting me.

"what's your name?"

"Justin "

His voice is youthful, maybe 16. He had a slight accent, though I couldn't tell what kind. When he talked he sent shivers down my spine.

I closed my eyes to go to sleep and I dreamed about him.

What is happening?