This Chapter is dedicated to neonlucas_ :)
Hope you enjoy :P
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We were told to go straight into Mr Wyatt’s Office by the receptionist. As we walked down the Hall, we passed both of our Deans who wouldn’t even look at us.
Blake knocked on Mr Wyatt’s door before we entered. We both walked in to see Mr Wyatt and the two School Guidance Counsellors. Now I was Certain Something bad was going to defiantly happen, I quickly pivoted on my heels and speedily walked out of the office just too literally bump into Caleb.
“What are you doing here Caleb?” I asked a bit harsher than I intended
“Oh, Umm, I knew something was up so I asked Mr Morgan and he lefhff”
I cut him off with a bone crushing hug, grabbed his hand and made my way back into the office to see Everyone waiting.
“Well… Jordan and Bentley”
“IT’S BLAKE” Blake and I both shouted together, Mr Wyatt almost fell out of his chair with surprise.
This might a little bit of explaining, but ‘Bentley’ is who you know as Blake,
When mum and Arlo where in their breakdown state, they would always cry when I called Bentley, due to it reminding them of Benson (Arlo’s Father). So ever since, ‘Bentley’, has always been using his middle name Blake as his first name.
“Oh right, Blake.” “We are so sorry to have to be the ones to tell you, but, Today at precisely 9:05am your Mother and younger brother Arlo where involved in a road incident, they were immediately rushed to hospital. However Mrs Amanda Fields-Hamilton passed during her surgery”
“W...wh...What about Arlo?” Caleb stuttered out
“Arlo is currently in critical condition but looks like he will make a recovery”
The rest of whatever Mr Wyatt said was drowned out by millions of thoughts racing through my head at once. It all went Black.
I awoke in a hospital room, my eyes heavy asleep for the second time today. Slowly I sat up trying to get all my thoughts in place, it all came rushing back to me Mum was gone. I hunched over tears streaming heavy and fast from my eyes. After 10 minutes straight of crying I saw feet out of the corner of my eye, I looked up to see Blake and Caleb standing there looking at the floor both with red puffy faces from crying.
“Jordan Mum said you and Blake can stay with us until this is figured out”
As much as I wanted to stay with Arlo, I nodded towards Caleb as all I wanted was a bed and some home cooked food
We arrived at Caleb’s house and slowly walked into the kitchen where his dad had made some chicken nuggets.
“You guys enjoy the nuggets I’m going to head to bed, the guest rooms been set up for you” Caleb then placed a kiss on the top of my head and walked to his room
Blake and I just sat at the table staring into oblivion, letting our hands do the work of feeding us. Once we had both finished we quietly walked to the spare room that over the years we had become quite used to using. I changed into some pyjamas that I had left here on the previous sleep over and climbed into bed, with Blake’s soft snores lullabying me to sleep.
This would probably be a good time to introduce to my family. As you may already know my name is Jordan Molly Fields, I have a twin brother named Bentley Blake Fields but he prefers to be called Blake together we have a mother called Amanda Fields-Hamilton but everyone just calls her Amy for short. We don’t know who are dad is and it seemed that or mom always wanted to keep it that way, as she would always shut down the conversation when we brought it up. We also have a 5yr old half-brother called Arlo Jimmy Hamilton but we see him as a real brother as we have always gotten along. Blake and I share pretty much the exact same look. Green eyes and naturally light brown hair, however we have died our hair so many times people don’t really know our natural colour any more. At the moment Blake has bleach blonde hair and I have dark brown. Arlo on the other hand pretty much is the splitting image of our mum, dark black hair and piercing blue eyes, but the warmest and cutest smile you’ll ever see.
Our mom always told us stories of how she grew up in a poor family just managing to get by each day, and how she took it upon herself to make it in the world, and honestly she did. Right now we live quite comfortably in Silicon Valley in San Francisco where mum worked odd jobs around the town. Blake, Arlo and I all shared a room but we kinda liked it, plus it gave us the option to turn the extra bedroom in a hang out spot just for us and our friends. Blake and I mainly used it to play music in as it was the room furthest from the master bedroom.
