That One Night (Book One)

Chapter Eighteen: Shocked In Fear

Chapter Eighteen

Sara's POV

I couldn't help but think about Aiden as he left. He was something different.... It made me stop thinking about looking for the perfect Prince Charming thats for sure. Aiden wasn't even near perfect. Yet he was so much more. Why did he like me?

*Ping*

Must you ruin everything.....

Little Sara, little Sara. Its almost twelve. Need I remind you of our little secret? After twelve the evidence will vanish. Don't say I didn't warn you.

-Anonymous

I felt my stomach churn. I let out a groan. That "secret" was the last thing on my mind. What if its something that I'd rather not see. My gut was telling me not to look at it. Ignoring the seeps of doubt fogging my mind I head up into Aunt Jens office.

I crept from wall to wall. Feeling like a ninja. It was actually kind of fun. It was just the jerk face trying to tell me who's boss. I can't help but think....

Its almost to easy.

As I entered the office I felt like I was being watched. It was very dark and it felt like a cliche scene from a horror movie where the dumb chick goes off to die.

Maybe I should just go in tomorrow. In daylight.

The evidence will vanish...

My mind was screaming at me to run. I move around a little and feel for the light switch in the darkness. I locate cabinet five. I reach out towards it but hesitate. Do I really want to know whats in there. Deep down I know the answer.

Yes.

I open the cabinet and two documents lie there in thick creamy paper. Both labeled evidence. I run my hands over both files. And I open the first one.

Photographs of Kiely were splashed all over this file. Pictures of us in a pool. Of the day she died.

We were in our house alone that day...

There were articles about her. Police documents. But Jenna said they had no information on that night other than what I gave them. My eyes scanned over each page confused. Pulling out the last newspaper article thats crumpled up I open it.

Plane crash! 547 people dead.

On October 4th 2014 a plane that was headed to the states crashed in a heavy storm. Many of the passengers had already died before medical assistance could be provided. Others were to gravely injured. We did however interview some of the injured passengers who wanted to give messages a final message to their loved ones.

"Sara and Kiely honey you may not ever hear from us again. But don't worry your Aunt Jennifer May Alson will take care of you. You haven't ever met her but she promised you'd be in good hands. Your father and I love you very much...."

My parents were dead. I started to feel the tears. God did the only thing I ever do was cry. I knew my parents surviving was too good to be true. Instead of shock I felt sadness. A part of me somehow knew they were dead. I was alone. The only person I had was Jenna....

Jenna

Jennifer

Nothing made sense. Flashes of memory went through my mind of Aunt Jenna.

"The hospital has no information on your parents....."

"They haven't used their credit cards...."

"No one knows where they are...."

"They were supposed to be back four months ago."

All lies.

But then another thing dawned on me. My Aunts name was Jenna Wales not Jennifer May Alson. And my mother gave me Jennifers number as an emergancy contact. We just called her Jenna. I had never met her. We only talked on the phone every once in a while back home....... But mom said I had knew Jennifer not Jenna. Come to think of it their voices didn't even sound familiar....

My mind flashes to the hospital. I didn't even dial that emergancy contact. The hospital nurse did when she gave me the phone. Hell I didn't even give her the number to call. That means that....

"Why are you in my office Sara?" Asks Jenna. Shes smirking at me while I stare at her pissing my pants.

"How long have you been here?"

"Long enough." Her eyes drop to the document in my hands and for a minute I saw fear in her eyes. "Oh you saw that. Shame about your parents." I thought she'd give me atleast a sad smile when she said that. Or atleast a logical explanation. Her smile just spread wider as she stalked towards me. I was just praying this was a night mare.

"Who the hell are you?" I whisper in fear backing away.

Jenna lunged towards me with a grin. "Night night Sara."