Chapter 3

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Before that moment, I'd never seen Melanie cry. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she shook her head in despair, "No, No. You're crazy!"
Jared sighed heavily; he ran his fingers through his brown short hair. He seemed to be mad at himself, so he should be. I turned to the gentler man, Ian whose eyes were just like mine. There was no silver ring around his or Jared's eyes. Could it be true? Could we be like them?
"I know, it's hard to believe but look..." Jared gently pulls on his eyelid, widening his eye. "…It's just me up in here" He taps his forehead using one of his fingers. Confused, I look at Ian for further explanation.
"When the parasites –"He stops himself, taking a moment before rephrasing "When the aliens take over a body, they take over the persons memories. They steal all their memories, their emotions, the person is practically dead." Melanie who surprisingly had been silent and calm in the corner of the room perked up, "So, what you're saying is that my real parents have been killed by the aliens that are pretending to be my parents?"

"Pretty much" Ian glared angrily at Jared for his insensitive comment. Melanie seemed to crumble; she fell to the ground and began to cry. My legs shake as I made my way over to my older sister; I kneel down and wrap my arms around her. "They're lying, they have to be" My attempt to comfort her has the opposite effect, Melanie's head shoots up, anger written all over her face.

"We always knew we were different, Wanderer. Now we know why. We aren't one of them." Melanie shakes her head angrily. "Our parents are dead." The way she sounded disgusted made a pit of anger grow inside my stomach.
"They raised us, Melanie. They are our parents whether they are like us or not" I back away from her, what I really wanted to do was run up to my room and hide but I doubt Jared would let that happen. He had his arms folded as he watches us, his eyebrows creased in frustration. "They stole your parents from you and your defending them" Jared practically roared at me, Ian put his hand on Jared's chest and pulls him away. Why does he keep protecting me?

"They didn't steal my parents" I mumbled in between quiet sobs, "they are my parents!" Melanie scoffs behind me. "No they are not!" She pushes past me and storms up the stairs; the two boys look at each other as if they were asking each other what they should do. They both follow her, leaving me alone in the lounge. I take the family photo from the fire place in my hands and exam it, a single tear falls from my cheek and lands on my father's blissfully happy face.

Melanie's P.O.V

I dig through the junk in my closet until I find my duffle bag buried at the bottom of my things. I can hear the two buffoons storming upstairs as I begin to pack. Not really paying attention, I throw anything I can get my hands on in. How can this be happening? A knock on my bedroom door pulls me out of my thoughts, I roll my eyes. "What?"
The darker haired guy casually takes a seat on my bed which causes me to raise an eyebrow, "Are you comfortable?" He nods, a slight smirk growing on his face. "What are you doing?"
"Packing, Wanderer and I are coming with you"
A deeper, manlier voice came from behind me, "I don't think Wanderer will be too happy about that."
Turning around, I scowl at the blonde man "She isn't your little sister, she's mine and I know what's best for her" He puts his hands up in the air in self-defence which makes the other man chuckle. The blond man holds out his hand for me to shake, "The name's Ian, and from now on, I'll mind my own business" I try to resist laughing as I shake his hand. "Thank you, I'm Melanie."

Both of the guys help me finish packing my things while we talked. Jared, the darker haired man introduced himself. He and his brother Jamie were all alone, barely surviving when they found Jeb. Jeb is apparently the leader of the hidden coven of humans. Working and talking was a good distraction, if I was to begin thinking about what I'd learned in the excruciating hour I had been awake, I would go mad. Wanderer must be heartbroken, I sigh out loud which causes both of the boys to stare at me. "Are you okay?" Jared takes a step closer to me, I nod. "Let's go, my sister might need a little convincing" I throw my bag over my shoulder and make my way down the stairs and into the living room. Wanderer was crying into a picture frame.
I threw the bags onto the floor. "We should go, Mom-" I shake my head. "Knits Fire sometimes comes home for lunch." A look of panic spreads over both Ian and Jared's face. "We need to go, now" Jared stated firmly.

Wanderer stood up straight, her arms folded stubbornly, "No!"