A Letter 2 Years Late

Chapter 21 - Revelations

A million and one questions ran through my mind at once but only one out stood out, screaming in my head:

"What do you mean?"

"Alexander Aker is Michael's Dad. Carol Aker is Alexander Aker's wife. Her maiden name is Moore. My last name is Moore,"

It took a while to sink in but when it finally did, I felt like I was going to faint.

"So that means..." I started and Jessie finished for me.

"I'm her niece. I know your brother and his parents. But I swear, I had no idea he was related to you!" Jessie insisted.

"Oh really?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I swear! When you said Aker's I thought maybe you were talking about some other Aker's. Then you mention a brother and his name. It's been killing me on the inside not telling you,"

"But you promised me that you didn't have anymore secrets," I sighed, my feeling's slightly hurt.

"At the time you didn't even know you had a brother. All I thought was that you looked a lot like him but I just shrugged it off,"

"What about what Lilith and Stellar were going to say?" I asked curiously.

"They're first son?" She asked. I nodded in response, "His name was Michael,"

I stared at her waiting for something else but it was pretty obvious that I was wasting my time.

"His name was Michael too? This a coincidence or..."

"I wish I knew," Jessie admitted.

Suddenly my head felt heavy, and I was really dizzy. Questions swam around my brain, all begging to be answered.

"Tressa if I could help in any way I would but my parents have banned this subject from my house. If I even try to ask my aunt I get the silent treatment for the rest of the day. I even have to skip dinner!"

I sighed but understood what she meant. So once again no one was giving us information. This was like a goose chase, and every time I thought I had it, it would slip out of my hands and we would have to start all over again.

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Forty-nine days.

Forty-nine long, agonizing days.

Forty-nine days stuck in school until summer.

Why couldn't summer come faster?

"Tressa! Could you maybe focus a little?" A tired but fierce voice with a British accent said indignantly.

I startled, dropping the quill that I was absentmindedly twirling around in my fingers. Sheepishly, I look up to Rose who was surrounded by a mountain of books. Studying sure was a lot different at Hogwarts, since you mostly have to rely on books as opposed to the internet. Despite my many attempts, any electronic device from home still refused to work.

"Exams are coming up, you can't flunk them!" Rose exclaimed.

"At least it's not O.W.L.s..." While I reluctantly opened up another book, Rose was giving the death glare to Cecilia for the words she said.

"It's still final exams, therefore, you've got to be doing your work and studying! Plus, you came to Hogwarts late, you have so much more to review!" Rose snapped.

I was beginning to think the stress was getting to her. She's been studying so much the last few weeks that I think she should take a break. She's been looking so tired and pale. But of course, a break was the last thing on her list. I grabbed my fallen quill and a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. I slid it across the table for Rose to see. She gave me a dissaproving look but obliged to my request. She swiftly pushed my journal across the table and turned back to Cecilia, who was pulling her blonde hair out as she stared at our Potions textbook.