Chapter Six

Honestly, I do not feel like going to school – actually, I do feel like going to school, I just don't feel like getting up. If dad was still here, he'd do one of the following to get me out of bed:

1. Pull my feet off;

2. Spray water on my face with his spare spray bottle thing he bought from a store just for me;

3. Sleep right beside me and disgust me; or

4. Lie by telling me he bought me a new car so I'd jump off my bed and walk into our driveway half naked…

But, since dad wasn't here, and mom was, this is what she did: "Kai, get up, you'll be late for school." Plain and simple. I nearly rolled off my bed and on to the floor, god.

Like usual, by eight I was at the breakfast table. "I'll be a bit late today, honey, I have work today." My mom announced.

"Oh." I said, as I watched her make me a PB and J sandwich. She even poured out a glass of milk for me.

"So you and your sister can order pizza for dinner tonight." She added. I didn't know what my mom worked for, but it must've been something that had good pay, because she was dressed in a knee-length black shirt, and a shirt, and all that other 'classical' fancy stuff. She even had a brief case, but I didn't bother asking her about her job.

She placed the sandwich on a plate in front of me. I grabbed the sandwich, and in a flash, someone had grabbed the sandwich out of my hands.

"Honey, that's not for you; it's for your brother." I heard my mom say. I looked up at my sister, who had my sandwich in her hands. She started peeling off the crusts.

"Don't you know anything?" She was talking to mom, but she was looking at the sandwich. "He doesn't like crusts. He hates crusts." She finished peeling the crusts, and placed my sandwich on my plate. She walked into the kitchen, opened the cabinets, and grabbed what looked like a canister of pills, and quickly stuffed it in her bag. She grabbed a bunch of granola bars – three to be exact.

Before I could even say 'thank-you', she was out the door. Well that was odd. I definitely underestimated her. She knows a lot more about me than I thought. I looked at my mom, who also looked at me and then shrugged.

"I thought maybe you were old enough to like crusts now." She said.

"It's okay mom." Within a few minutes, mom had left for work, taking the car, leaving me home alone for a few minutes before I left for school.

I grabbed my bag and everything from upstairs, and came downstairs to finish my glass of milk, when the open cabinet door caught my attention. I was going to close it – honest – but I didn't. There were thousands, if not millions, of containers of tablets and capsules. They weren't Tylenol, or Advil, or anything – they were prescribed drugs, all assigned to someone under the name of Megan Nadine Weiland. Obviously, that was my sister…I grabbed one of the containers to have a better look. The label said take two a day. I suddenly heard the car pull up in our driveway, and shut the cabinet door, and hid the container of pills in the pocket of my jeans.

I heard the front door open. I heard the footsteps of my mother. I turned around, nervous.

"Mom?" I asked.

"You didn't leave yet, honey?" She asked, looking for something under a stack of papers.

"I was about to." I said.

"Okay, honey. Hmm, have you seen a blue folder anywhere, honey?" She asked.

"Um, no."

"I must have misplaced it somewhere. That folder is very important." She said. She sighed. "Oh well, I have extra copies at work." We exited the house together, and she locked the door. She asked me if I wanted a ride – I refused. I watched the car speed off as I walked to school.

I kept thinking about the yellow and red capsules the entire time. I didn't have the nerve to ask mom, but I definitely had enough guts to ask everyone else. I found Tyson near the parking lot, and man did I feel a sudden burst of anger. The coast was clear, and I didn't seem to have any control over my rage – I pushed him towards his car.

"What are these?" I asked him.

"Yo, Kai, what's your problem, man?" He didn't look scared; he didn't look panicky or anything and it made me want to hurt him even more. I wanted him to be scared of me.

"Answer me!" I had so many nasty thoughts in my head. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to strangle him.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" He yelled. The school bell rang, but I didn't exactly care. I just wanted to know what this stuff was, and why my sister was using it. "I don't know why your sister takes them!"

Wait…how did he even know they belonged to my sister when the label wasn't facing him? He couldn't have seen my sister's name on the container.

"You know something!"

"I don't know shit about your sister, man! Let me go, Kai!" He shouted. If I didn't scare him, he didn't scare me either. If he wanted me to kill him, I will. "Maybe they're just antibiotics, I don't know!"

"Tyson!" I was getting extremely annoyed, and he was crossing the limits. I'd leave him alone if he just told me. Suddenly, I realized I had my hands around his neck tightly – I was choking him…I was committing a crime. But I couldn't stop myself, I was killing him…and it felt good…and that scared me…but like I said, I had zero control over my actions.

Suddenly, I heard my name being called from behind me. I turned around to see Ray and Brooklyn running towards me. I let go of Tyson fast. He coughed a few times, and I felt a push from behind me, causing me to lose my balance and completely fall face flat on the ground.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Ray asked, pulling me up by the shirt. I, officially, have gone insane. I kicked him in the nuts like a girl, and ran off, right into the wooded area beside the parking lot, and I ran till I was tired and couldn't run anymore.

I had a few scratches on my face I think, because it kind of stung, from the many branches and stuff I collided with while running. Now, I was walking through the forest – lost as fuck – like some caveman or something. I reminded myself of the people from the Blair Witch Project.

It was really sunny, but thank god for the trees, it blocked out most of the light and heat, but I was still sweating like crazy. I checked the time every two minutes, and right now, people at school were half way through lunch. I was pretty hungry myself. Too bad today was the only day my mom decided to give me lunch money instead of a home packed lunch.

After an hour or so, my stomach started growling, and I was still in this weird forest, not able to get out. I couldn't tell if I was walking around in circles because you just couldn't tell in a forest.

By four, I was so fucking glad I came across a long, dirt road. At least I was out of the forest. But this was worse – it felt like the dessert. I had no idea where I was, and I swear I was going to pass out any minute from the lack of water.

Then, out of the blue, I spotted this shack like thing. Out into the distance, I could see a lot more of those things. Hmmm…interesting…I was in the country side. I walked into the place, and a few people looked at me strangely because a) they've never seen me before, and b) I was a guy from the city, not the country side, so I wasn't dressed up like some cowboy or whatever – I was dressed in my usual skater jeans and a Poison The Well t-shirt on. I don't know why I had this shirt; I don't even like that band.

I tried to avoid all the stares I was receiving, and I followed the smell of food. I walked into a small wooden café. A few people were in there, some with cowboy hats, and I felt like I was in a movie.

Everyone quieted down and stared at me. I was afraid someone was going to pull out a gun and shoot me…but that didn't happen.

I ignored everyone here, and sat beside the counter, waiting for someone to take my order. Finally, a waitress – and she was pretty hot – came by.

"Haven't seen you before, youngster." She said as she wiped the counter. "You new around here?" Even though this was Canada, she had a Texan accent – sort of.

"Um, yes." I said.

"What's your name, mister?"

"Kai." I answered. She had auburn brown hair, tied in two braids.

"That's a nice name, young man." She said, tossing a dirty cloth behind her.

"Thanks."

"You look like you just came across a tornado." She added.

"Oh, I was just, you know." I shrugged.

"Just what?" She asked.

"Lost." I said flatly.

"Hmm, we get a lot of boys like you down here."

"Really?"

"All the time." She said. "So what can I get for you?"

"Anything." I said. She chuckled a bit. "Can I get fries? And a cold drink." I said.

"Alright, sonny." She said. "That's 6.25." My jaw dropped. I was carrying three bucks with me.

"Um…" I went red. I got off the chair. "Maybe I'll come by next time." I lied. Before I left, she called me back.

"Wait." She said. "Sit."

"Okay…"

"Don't worry. The bill's on me. We get boys like you all the time here. They think the prices are crazy." She said, smiling. I got my food, and a cold fruit drink, and I ended up telling her everything about my life – everything. I don't know why, it just felt good to tell someone, especially her, because she listened to my full two hour story.

I started with Leslie, got to the whole high way incident, and how I moved here because my mom and sister lived here, and so on, until I reached to the part where I almost squeezed the life out of my 'friend'.

"Your name is Kai, right, sonny?" She asked abruptly.

"Uh huh." I said, with my elbow on the table, and my hand on my head in that bored position.

"What's your last name?" She asked. "Hiwatari?"

"Um, yeah, how'd you know?" I asked, a bit shocked by her knowledge of my last name. Okay, I was really shocked.

"Are you related to Lenny in any way?" She asked. Lenny…I remember that name…very clearly. Oh my god – my uncle?

"The one with the blonde hair and – " I asked, she nodded. "You know him?"

"'Course I do." She said. "He lives across the road from me."

"He's my uncle, is he here?" I asked.

"Sure is, sonny." She said. "How 'bout I take you there after my shift?" Her shift was over at around ten o'clock. I didn't mind. I couldn't believe she knew my uncle. Actually, I couldn't believe the twist of fate.

By ten past ten, we were standing in front of my uncle's house. Well, it was a torn up building with about three floors. "You'll find him on 203." She said. "Good luck, Kai." She said, mentioning my name for the first time I think. I thanked her and walked inside the building. I walked up the creaking stairs and reached the second floor. I looked for room 203, and found it within seconds since there were only four doors in this floor.

I knocked on the door. I knocked on the door a second time. When the door finally opened…I was appalled…

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"He's this tall, and he's seventeen." Mom whimpered like an infant. Kai had been missing since morning. From what I've heard from Dylan (who heard from Tyson, since they're brothers…), Tyson and Kai got into some fight because I don't know why, and then Kai ran off into the woods.

"We're trying our best, ma'am." The police officer said.

"Please find my baby." Mom said. God, Kai was like her favourite child, even though she never bothered calling him over these past years, or writing him a letter. She never bothered to check up on him all these years. I never knew he existed. Well I did. I suppose I did before mom and dad split up. "He's new here, he doesn't know anything." She told the cops.

Yes he does. He knows a lot. Trust me. I've been spying on him – a bit, even though he doesn't know it. He's a pretty good basketball player. Scratch that. He's the best one I've seen so far.

I just cannot believe he hangs with that bitch whore-like, hoe-bag Hilary. I guess that's what really ticks me off on average. I mean, it was worse enough when I found out my own boyfriend was breaking up with me just for her. And now my brother…falling into the hands of – you've guessed it – a hoe bag.

"We'll find him, ma'am." The police officer said.

"Megan!" Mom yelled at me. Every time she mentioned my name, it was like she was sucking on a lemon, because when she called out my name, it felt like venom. She didn't like me. She never will. That's okay, because I don't like her very much either.

"What?" I asked, annoyed. At least if she asked me nicely, I'd be happy.

"Did you try calling him yet?" She asked me.

"Yes." I answered. Kai doesn't know it, but I've opened that box before him, so I know what his cell number is. I opened it two days before him, and saw everything, and my, my, my older brother is a tad bit odd. There were pictures, and I don't know who took them (I'm guessing his perverted friends), where he was like making out with some blonde girl. She was kind of pretty, but I honestly don't think she and my brother were you know, made for each other (because she was super short, and my brother is like the BFG, for those of you who've read that Roald Dahl book).

He never showed those pictures to mom – I can understand why. Anyways…

"And?" My mom asked.

"He didn't pick up." I said. He didn't. I called him like a million times – not that I'd talk to him if he picked up, I'd probably just shove to phone to mom and make her talk to him. I'm just not ready to talk to him yet. Sometimes I want to talk to him – but it'll be so weird. Sometimes I want to apologize – but I don't know if he's real. I don't know if any of this is real. What if I'm just high on some pills or something? What if I accidentally mixed up the tablets, had the wrong one, and now I'm in the hospital or the asylum again and not awake?

"Call again!" Mom said. She stormed off to all the other police officers and everything. Mom had asked everyone in the neighbourhood for help. Personally, I think Kai's just hiding around somewhere…but then again, maybe he is kidnapped. But who'd wanna kidnap a seventeen year old guy (who could actually break the lock on my door by just twisting it)? I'd understand if Kai was a girl.

"Any news?" I turned around to see the person who I didn't want to see: Tyson.

"What do you think, idiot? Would I really be standing here if he was here?" He could be so stupid sometimes (all the time, but I won't be too mean because being mean isn't my nature).

He didn't really care about my vulgar comments; he was too busy trying to call Kai a million times even though my brother almost wasted him today. Too bad I wasn't there to witness it myself. I'd pay to see my brother execute Tyson any day, even if it meant I'd have to quit smoking.

"Maybe you should have a safer place to hide your stuff. He almost found out today." Tyson said.

"I honestly don't care. I don't even know why I have to hide my 'illnesses' from him." I don't, really. If he wants to know, it's fine with me. Mom doesn't want him to know though. She's told everyone who knows about my 'condition' to remain silent. And they have. Do I even have a 'condition' anymore if Kai exists?

"Yeah, well neither do I, but he's not supposed to find out." He said. And then, like he didn't care at all, he walked away from me. I wanted to just…kill him! He deserved to die. He was just a really dirty player.

I didn't exactly feel tired, because I slept through all my classes, and then I had like three cans of Coke, which totally kills the sleepiness out of me, if that made any sense.

Back to my brother. We didn't find him yet, and he didn't show up. Finally, I watched some car pull up to our driveway. The policemen all stood cautiously, and everyone shut up to see who this mysterious person was.

And oh my god. Who would have guessed? Uncle Lenny? Annnnnnd Kai? How'd they meet? I watched my mom run like there was no tomorrow, and completely snake herself around my brother. Kai kept saying 'Oh, I'm fine', and that was it. The police officers started questioning him and Uncle Lenny.

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I think I really scared mom. I guess I should have called her. I can't believe she was this worried. I can't help but feel guilty for making her cry.

"I was so worried. I thought I lost you." I patted mom on the back, and she held me so tightly, I thought I'd pass out from the lack of oxygen.

"I'm sorry, mom." I apologized. I then spotted Tyson, and the 'gang', and I felt bad for Tyson too. I can't believe he still came here, even after I did that. But I could tell he was mad at me because he didn't bother asking me what happened. He got into his car and sped off. At least he cared (I think).

I noticed my sister, who was probably really happy until I showed up. She walked into the house without a word. I didn't expect her to say anything to me. Mom had a hard time letting go of me, I swear! Uncle Lenny and one of the police officers had to pull her off me.

When the police left, mom and Uncle Lenny had a talk, and from the looks of it, I could tell they hadn't seen each other in a long time. Uncle Lenny was dad's older brother. Like I said, they never really got along. I don't know why.

By one in the morning, when everything was stable, I went to bed. Uncle Lenny was awesome. I could have sworn I saw his eyes water when dad kept coming up in our conversations.

I asked him about Megan. He said he didn't know anything. I just hope Tyson's not too mad at me. Crap, I bet he told Hilary – now she'll never talk to me ever again. She'll hate me for life. Fuck. Now I have noooo chance with her at all…not that I had a chance to begin with anyway…I'm an arse wipe.

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Well, there you have it, chapter six! I spend so much time trying to perfect each chapter for this story, lol, because I'm getting a lot of reviews, and that's just awesome. And remember, if something doesn't make sense, tell me!

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