Chapter6-Uncle
Unknown.
"Where the hell is she?" I yelled, narrowing my eyes.
"She's nowhere around here. I've checked all over town. No one's seen her." He said, sounding like he wanted to please er desperately.
"Damn it. We need to get her back."
"Sweetheart, relax-"
"Don't sweetheart me. I hate that crap." I said bitterly.
"Fine. What do you want me to do now?" He asked, the sound of his truck engine starting up.
"Keep looking. I'll make fliers to stick up." Fliers wouldn't help. No one knew where she was. Not like anyone would care. Lily was never the type of child to have many friends. And the ones she did never really cared about her. She was on her own. If she was still alive.
"What if we can't find her?"
"Keep focused on the present. We're going to find her and she's going to regret running away. She's too important to be gone."
Lily's pov.
"Oh, my gosh. Have you seen this?" Hannah asked, slapping a 'missing' flier down on the island in the kitchen.
I stared at it, horrified. My parents were looking for me. They cared. That was a bunch of crap. I knew it, they knew it.
"Lily?" Spencer asked, watching me carefully.
I swallowed hard before responding. "This is ridiculous."
"What if they really are looking for you? What if they really do want to find you?" Hannah asked, a little hesitant.
I shook my head. "They don't care where I am. It's all just a cover up."
"You don't think-"
"I can't go back. I won't. You don't know my parents like I do." I said, walking away from the paper.
"Lily-" Spencer started.
Hannah held up her hand. "Let me talk to her."
I sat down on the couch, pulling my knees to my chest. My long hair fell over my shoulders, covering some of my face.
"Lily?" Hannah asked, sitting down beside me.
"I'm not going back to them." I said softly, my vision starting to swim. I didn't want to go back to them when I had a real mother here.
"We could get arrested for kidnapping."
"You never kidnapped me. I came here willingly."
"Which do you think they'd believe?" She asked, knowing she was right.
I looked up at her. "Isn't there anything you can do?"
"Spencer's dad is a lawyer. I'll see if she can work something out."
I nodded, hiding my face in my knees. I never wanted to go back to my parents. They weren't my real parents in the first place. Didn't I have any say?
"I brought dinner home if you're hungry."
I nodded. "Okay."
She took my hand and led me back into the kitchen.
Spencer was talking to someone lightly, her hair hiding his face.
The person, though I could only see their figure, looked oddly familiar. Then it hit me.
"Uncle Toby?" I asked, feeling a little bit of blood rush to my face.
He lifted his head and his eyes widened. "Lily?"
I smiled. "Yeah."
He moved close to me and wrapped his arms around me. "Your mom is worried about you."
"I don't wanna go back. I hate it there." I said against his shirt.
"Did you tell them that?" He asked, brushing my hair back from my face.
I shook my head, pulling back. "You know mom. She wouldn't have listened."
"She loves you, Lily."
I looked away, knowing Hannah and Spencer were listening too. "I know I'm adopted. You don't have to hide it anymore."
He looked back at Spencer.
"I didn't say anything. She found out on her own." She said, her hands stuffed deep in her jacket pockets.
I walked over to the island and slowly hid the missing paper. Surely he saw them somewhere but I didn't want him thinking Hannah and Spencer planned this whole thing.
"I'm sorry you had to find out this way, Lily." He said softly.
I shrugged, trying to hide how hard this was for me. "I had to find out sooner or later."
"I have to go but I'll see you later?" He asked, laying a hand on my shoulder.
I nodded, squeezing my eyes shut. I didn't want to talk about the inevitable. I didn't even want to think about it.
He kissed my head lightly before leaving, Spencer following him out.
I exhaled a shaky breath. "I think I'm gonna go to bed early."
"You're not hungry?"
I shook my head. I didn't want to say I wasn't feeling good. That wasn't the reason. But I wanted to get by myself soon.
"I'll save some food for you, okay?" She looked liked she wanted to help me. There wasn't anything she could though. Nothing I needed her to help me with.
"Okay." I said, walking up the steps slowly. I crawled into my bed and cried.
Do you know who her mother is now? It should be obvious. As for the father, he will stay a secret until the end. -Writerandreader
