CHAPTER 13

As Tara was sitting in her room crying, unsure of what was going on around her, Jack was up in his room completely confused about what had just happened. Tara had come into his room to talk. Jack thought he knew what it was going to be about, his brother. But she started to talk about her brother, Martin. Jack thought she was completely crazy. She was going on about how he can't tell anyone that she was telling him this, especially Bray. And how Martin is still alive, which is completely impossible. Jack was more shocked than anything... "How could he be alive?" Jack questioned himself. "I saw Lex push him. No, it's not possible, Zoot is dead."

Jack was so confused, so many thoughts were running thorough his head. "I shouldn't have done that. Why am I such an idiot?" Jack started to think about what had just happened in his room.

"Tara, it's just not possible, Zoot... I mean Martin is not alive. He's dead you should know that." Jack couldn't' get it thorough her head that Martin was not alive. "NO! Jack, he is alive, Bray told me! Why do you think he want's me in the mall all the time?" "Tara are you still sick? You don't look too well? Have you eaten today?" Jack couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, she was going crazy. "I'm fine! Why aren't you listening to me?" Tara couldn't figure out why Jack was doing this, she was spilling her guts to him, once again disobeying her brother, and he was treating her like she had turned into a 5 year old child. "Tara, listen to me, Bray wouldn't tell you that Martin is still alive, because he's not..." "But he IS, Jack, listen to me..." "No Tara, you listen to me," Tara couldn't believe this was happening, why was he treating her like this?

"Bray did not tell you that Martin is alive, and he is keeping you in this mall because it is not safe out side. With the chosen regrouping they need a symbol figure. They lost their Guardian, Supreme Mother, Divine Child, and their god, Zoot. And they would do anything to have the divine sister in their grasps. That would be you! They want you, Tara, because Martin loved you, you were his baby sister, and the chosen recognize that. They don't want Bray because Martin despised him; Bray is nothing to them. And Bray wants to protect you from that. That is the only reason why you are not allowed to go outside. NOT because Martin is alive."

Tara felt tears well up in her eyes, "Jack... but you... why are you doing this?" "I am not doing anything Tara, it is you who is bring this upon yourself. You have been bored stuck up in that room for the past few days, and you need attention. So you make up a story about Martin, and how he is back. And this story would bring you back to people's attention, make them know that they shouldn't for get about you. But Tara it's not going to work, because I know that Martin is dead, I saw it! HE IS DEAD!"

Tara couldn't take it, "NO! He didn't die! He was in some sort of trance, or meditation, or whatever you want to call it! He washed up on the shore and he lived with some tribe in the woods, until he could travel back to the city! And now he's back!" "Tara! What is wrong with you?" Jack was starting to get extremely frustrated with her. There has to be something wrong. "Are you ok?" "I AM FINE! Stop asking me that!" "It's just that you don't look to good," Jack was trying to think of some sort of excuse for why Tara was acting this way. "Have you eaten today?" Tara sat there thinking about where Jack was going with this. Then she thought about the last thing that she had eaten... "No." "Well, when was the last time you ate, or had any sort of substantial meal?" "That has to be it," Jack thought, "Malnutrition, it could make a person a little off balanced." Tara sat there, not wanting to answer Jacks question, she knew that he would over react, and tell Bray, and she didn't want that to happen.

"I dunno." "That's BS, you do to!" Jack yelled at her, he needed her to answer this, it was the last strand of hope he was holding on to, it has to be malnutrition. "Answer me!" "I DON'T KNOW!" "You do too!" "Fine! Yesterday!" Jack couldn't believe it; he didn't want to think that Tara was doing this just for attention, or that she was really crazy or something, but if she had eaten recently, then malnutrition couldn't be the answer. "Tara, I think you need to leave. I need..." Jack wasn't even able to finish his sentence before Tara was already running out of the room.

Jack still sat on his bed, engrossed in his thoughts and Tara still lay on her bed crying. "I don't know what to do," Tara thought to her self, "Things are really messed up this time." Jack heard some body pass by his room, the boots on the floor snapped him back to reality. "I need to talk to Bray, there's something wrong with Tara..."

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