Chapter 1
Ariella Jacobs was a normal 20 year old woman, loved music, sex, all sorts of things, sure she was a bit of an otaku, and she loved video games, the classics especially. She had a horrible past, one she tried to forget, no matter how hard it was. She lived in a big city, until she was told to move to the middle of nowhere by her family. She wasn't book smart, but it didn't bother her any, she knew enough to get by.
Ariella only considered Idaho to be the middle of nowhere, it was as boring as hell, still she had a steady job, wanting desperately to get out of the hell hole known as Idaho, she had plans, to go to college, or at least a trade school, and get a job that paid more than the crap she had recently.
Ariella didn't remember much about her past, everything before age 6 was a blur for her. Still she knew her birth parents, or the people she thought were her birth parents didn't care for her. So her aunt took her in, she at least cared for her. They were pretty much the best of friends, Ariella helped out to take care of her kids; they worked at the same place so it cut down on gas prices.
Ariella didn't know why she couldn't remember anything past age 6. She didn't know that she did have a family that cared for her, and that she really wasn't Ariella Jacobs, and that she wasn't actually 20, try 15, she just thought she was born prematurely, she was always small for her age.
Ariella was addicted to her iPod, listening to The Plain White T's, bobbing her head to the music as she waited for her ride, she was still attempting to learn to drive, but with all the costs it was more trouble than it was worth, after all, with her crappy paycheck she could afford rent, food, and maybe one game, and that was about it. She got lucky enough to buy herself a Wii, which was her idea of exercise, so she bought games and played them with her cousins. Ariella was too in tune with her iPod to hear someone talking to her, or at least trying to.
At age three, a young girl named Laura Taylor was taken from her family, the only thing left behind in the crime scene was some blood smeared on a wall, a dead 6 year old child, and some hair, none of which matched, especially to the missing child. It took 12 years for them to track down the deceased girl's biological father, figure out that the kidnapee lived in a different state, and figure out where exactly she was. The biological mother was nowhere to be found. Since it was the woman who did the kidnapping and murder, there was no way to convict someone who couldn't be found.
So Laura was in Idaho, with no memories of her past life, except the horrible trauma she went through with the woman who kidnapped her and physically abused her, which is why she lived with the woman she thought was her aunt and best friend, well she was half right. Ariella Jacobs was Laura Taylor, now how to break the news?
Well they had to get the police in both Detroit involved as well as Idaho Falls. So Laura's real parents, one was the host of a tool show, the other was a major in psychology, either way, Laura or Ariella, had a hard time getting close to anyone, so how was this going to work out?
"Maybe we should try to tap on her shoulder to get her attention?" Jill Taylor said as she watched the girl bob her head to the beat of her iPod. The girl was tapping her legs like a drum to the beat of 'You and Me' by The Plain White T's, mouthing the lyrics. So, Jill tapped the girl's shoulder, causing Ariella to jump a bit. She turned around and looked at the couple strangely, there were police with them too. 'Did they think I stole something? They checked my stuff before I left, so what could the deal be?' Ariella thought. She turned off her iPod and took her headphones out. "Something I can help you out with?" Ariella asked.
"Ariella Jacobs right?" Jill asked. "Yeah…unless my name has changed in the last 5 minutes, and if that's the case I think I deserve to know…god…I must be out of the loop if that's the case…" Ariella joked; she was a joker, which was nothing new. "Can we talk for a minute?" Jill asked her. "Yeah, but I'm gonna time it…you have 60 seconds, starting…now." Ariella added with a chuckle. She stood up from her position on the curb and dusted herself off. Ariella then stuck her hands in her pockets.
"Do you know an Arella Jacobs?" the police asked. "I wish I didn't…psycho bitch…" Ariella muttered, even though everyone heard her. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Jill asked, it was a force of habit, even though she knew that she was the girl's mother. "Not lately, haven't seen her in…12 years sounds right…Arella Jacobs, anyway, what did you wanna know about her, besides the fact that the woman has absolutely positively no sanity?" Ariella said as she pushed a lock of brown hair out her face.
"Arella kidnapped a young girl about 12 years ago." The police informed her. "That doesn't surprise me, not one bit." Ariella said with a sigh. "We have reason to believe that you are that girl." The police told her. Ariella laughed. "You're kidding right?" Ariella asked, she looked at the police, a car pulled up. "Do we look like we're kidding?" the man chimed in, Tim Taylor, her birth father. "Look, I don't have time for this shit, I have to go." Ariella said as she got into the passengers seat of the car and her aunt drove off.
"Don't worry Mr. and Mrs. Taylor, we have her address." The police said. "What did you do now?" Renee, Ariella's aunt asked. "Nothing, they said that psycho bitch kidnapped me. They're so full of it." Ariella said as they got home. Ariella went to her room and put her iPod back on, listening to some music while she played Super Smash Bros. Brawl online.
The police knocked on the door and showed Renee the picture of Laura when she was younger, before she was kidnapped, she looked just like Ariella. Renee knew her ex-sister-in-law was crazy, but she never suspected how crazy. Renee motioned for them to follow her and she knocked on Ariella's door. "She probably has that damn iPod on again." She said as she entered her room, watching Ariella listen to music and play her Nintendo Wii.
Renee tapped on Ariella's shoulder. Ariella took off her headphones and looked up. "Just gimme a minute Renee…I need to finish this match…" she said. Ariella never called her Aunt Renee. "Can't it wait?" Renee asked. "No, it's online, no pause online…gimme a sec." Ariella said as she quickly tapped the buttons, getting the Smash Ball and having Sheik use her Final Smash, the Light Arrow. Ariella won of course. "Yes! I win again! I told them Zelda wasn't useless!" Ariella cheered as she got offline.
"Oh great…you guys again…don't you know stalking's illegal?" Ariella asked. "Look, we can prove that you were kidnapped. Look at this picture." Jill said as she showed her the picture from her past. "So…you have a picture of me…big deal…" Ariella said as she crossed her arms. "More proof? Fine…you have a birth defect, the pinky on your left hand, it's curved in." she said. "How the…what are you, part of the Psychic Friends Network?" Ariella said as she crossed her arms. "And you have your father's sense of humor, and klutziness…" she said. Ariella pinched herself. "Damn…I'm not dreaming." Ariella said.
"You used to fall down the stairs all the time when you were little." Jill said to her. "Jeez, so some things never change." Renee said with a smile. "You know, you can be replaced, with the push of a button." Ariella said as she rolled her eyes. "Ok, so whatever, nice to meet you, you can leave…" Ariella said as she walked out of her room. "You're 15, we're not leaving." Tim said to her. "I'm 20…and proud of it…sorta…" Ariella said. "No you're not…don't make us older than we already are." Tim said to her. "Yeah, whatever." Ariella said as she put her earphones back in and turned on her iPod to tune everyone out.
