Chapter 3
"Look, I've got no idea what you're on about. What do you want from me?
You see… I've got a boy in here, right. So, please don't do anything."
He sighed.
"I won't. You can trust me, I'm not going to hurt you."
"You can trust me, Jack. I'm not going to hurt you"
There were the words again, echoing inside of his head. He'd known that he would always remember them, but that they would follow him wherever he went he would not have guessed.
"It's… complicated" he said "Your… y-your sister sent me here"
Finally. He'd done it. Now there was no going back. He couldn't just walk away now, he had to show her.
"What?" At first she looked at him, shocked and confused. But then it changed, into anger.
"D-o... Do you think I'm stupid? Please, I want you to leave, right now." she said, starting to get really worried.
Jack felt terrible. He thought he would get a different reaction than this, but he has had wrong before.
He closed his eyes, as if he would disappear if he did. That's what he thought when he was a little kid. That if you couldn't see them, they were not able to see you. But he knew better now, so he opened his eyes and met hers.
"Don't you think I've been through enough already? If, ehm… If my sister sent you here, why couldn't you just have come like three years ago?" She asked him, with a shaky voice.
"It doesn't really sound like her sending someone to come here in the middle of the night claiming that he was sent by her, does it? No, so look…I've done nothing to you, so please, just leave.
You don't know me, and you certainly don't know my sister"
There was this awkward silence again. He knew what he had to say, he just had to get brave enough to say it. He felt sorry for her, knowing how bad he made her feel. He looked into her eyes, hoping that she could see in his eyes that this wasn't some sort of lie. It was all true. He knew that and soon she would, as well.
If he just showed her, there wouldn't even be need for words to be said.
"I-I... I don't know you" He admitted with a more confident voice than of what he was feeling "But I do know her. Juliet"
Rachel started to cry. Jack, slightly surprised by the sudden change of emotion, just stood there and wasn't able to move.
"Knew" She said, almost whispering, in between her sobs.
"Huh?"
"If… If you knew her that well, you would have known that she died over three years ago"
Now he understood why he had gotten the reaction that he earlier got. She didn't know that Juliet was alive. Her own sister had thought she'd been dead all this time.
He looked at her. She looked very sad, like the sadness suddenly had taken over her body. He'd known that Rachel didn't know about the island, but he hadn't known that she thought Juliet was dead.
Now he just had to show her, and she'll know that she is in fact alive.
"Rachel. What if..." By having no idea of how he was going to say this, he paused.
This was the absolute moment of truth. After this, everything would be changed. He knew that.
"What if I-I told you that she… isn't, really… dead?"
