Trust (Youtuber Fanfiction)

Finally Home (Final Chapter)

I didn't dare open my eyes, I didn't want to face where I was. I was probably in that dark room again.

They were probably about to tell me that I wouldn't have survived anyway and killed me on the spot.

I squeezed my hands shut, but relaxed my grip when I felt something soft.

I dared to open my eyes, and found myself gripping my bed sheets, my bed sheets. I'm home!

I sit up, and eye my room. It hadn't changed while I was gone, then again, why would it have?

I need to go and check on Alfie...

I heaved myself out of bed, and tip toed towards the door. I opened it quietly and listened.

Silence...

I think my parents are out. I could usually hear them laughing downstairs.

I shuffled across the corridor, and opened the door to Alfie's room.

I slipped in, and was faced with an empty room. I ran in and checked under the covers, and in the wardrobe.

Where is he?

The realisation hit me like a slap to the face. I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands.

Was the dream actually real? Have my parents actually been arrested?

I opened the door to Alfie's room and exited it. I trudged down the stairs and looked around the rest of the house in which I had rarely seen in my life.

"Hello?" I called out, hoping somebody would answer it.

"Hello?"

I followed the voice, and it lead me to the kitchen, where the woman I saw in my dream was sitting at the kitchen table.

"Are you the daughter?"

I nodded, and the woman stood up straight away.

"Great! You're back, your brother wants to see you badly."

I followed her out of the house and climbed into the back of the police car.

As we drove, I remembered everything that had happened to me.

Ian, Anthony, Jordan, Seto, Felix, Adam, Ty, Sky, Cry, and the others, all that had helped me get home.

I fumbled around in my pocket, and was surprised to find the note in my pocket.

I took it out and scanned it, the writing sloppy as Jordan had written it as he was about to die, for me.

Find me

~ Jordan Maron

I folded the paper and put it back into my pocket.

"Excuse me, who who was the person that convicted my parents? What was their name?"

The woman looked in the rear view mirror, and smiled at me.

"If I remember correctly, my colleague told me that his name was Jordan Maron."

My smile widened, and I put my hand in my pocket again, stroking the piece of paper lying in there.

"And he lives all the way in California, did one of you get in touch with him or something?"

I looked up at the police woman.

"Um, yeah, something like that."

She shrugged, and looked back at the road. I put my hands on my lap.

I will find you, Jordan Maron.

The woman pulled up outside a small building, and turned around to face me.

"Also, somebody's here to see you, he is currently trying to talk to your brother, I don't know if you know him or not."

I gave her a confused look, and she shrugged. She climbed out of the car and opened the door for me.

I walked through the doors, and the woman led me into a room that was out of sight.

I entered the room, and was immediately faced with Alfie, who ran up to me instantly and took me into a hug.

"Hey buddy, are you alright?"

He nodded, hugging me tighter.

I looked up, and my eyes met with some light blue ones. A man sat on a chair, next to where Alfie had been sitting previously.

He had icy blue eyes, and sandy blonde hair. And I recognised him instantly.

"Felix?"

I picked up Alfie, and walked towards him. I then proceeded to take him into a hug.

"What are you doing here?"

I pulled away, and Felix smiled.

"What do you think? I never break a promise, I'm going to take you to see everyone, like I promised I would."

I hired him again, laughing this time. I was going to meet the people who had potentially saved my life.

I sat down on a chair, and placed Alfie on my knee, and started to remember, once again.

I had been through a lot, through a lot of life-death situations, and one almost took me at one point.

But I learned a valuable lesson. To gain Trust, you have to earn it.

And by earning that Trust, I was able to survive and proceed. And by going through that experience.

I also learned to Trust.