CHAPTER THREE.
*
THE CENTRE
SL - 26.
*
Jarod was snapped out of his SIM by the sound of slamming doors. He looked around but didn't see anyone. His cell was dark, like always. He thought of Miss Parker. Now when he knew exactly what happened, and how, and why. He felt even sorrier for her. He couldn't believe how her own father could do something like that to her. During the SIM, he had felt her pain, her fear, just like it was him being in her situation. It was horrifying; Jarod still was a little shaky. He closed his eyes and leaned his back against the cold wall. He had a hard time to believe what he'd just found out. They had taken Miss Parker's DNA to create some kinda super-child. Then they arranged for her own son to rape her. It was insane. And if he wasn't completely out of his mind, it seemed like Sam was the father. Jarod shook his head in disbelief. He had to get out of this hell hole. He didn't know how much longer he could take it. Being locked up in this dark cell was driving him crazy. He needed to be with Miss Parker, to tell her the truth. He didn't know how she would be able to handle it, but it had to be told. She deserved to know, even if it would break her. Jarod almost started to cry as he was thinking of her. Why was everything happening to her, wasn't it enough that they took her mother and Thomas? Why did they have to keep ruin her life? Dammit, she had suffered enough already. What Jarod didn't understand was how she was dealing with everything. She had been strong all this time, now maybe it was time for her to break down. And when she did, he wanted to be there for her. Suddenly his thoughts were cut off by a raspy voice. Jarod opened his eyes and saw Raines standing outside the door; he had a evil smirk on his face. Jarod shivered.
"Hello Jarod, missed me?" He wheezed.
Jarod just glared at him.
"Don't give me that look. Today I have got some work for you." Raines said. He backed away and before Jarod had time to react, three sweepers walked into the room. Handcuffed him and dragged him out of there.
*
BLUE COVE HOSPITAL.
*
Sam was still standing behind the doctor. He listened as he talked to the others. He saw Lydia give Miss Parker a big smile. The doctor walked away and Sam walked up to Sydney. Thinking he should leave the sisters alone for a while.
"Thank god Lyle's alright." Sydney sighed with relief.
"Yeah." Sam said with a slight smile. Suddenly his smile disappeared and he gave the older man a concerned look. "What if Mr Raines finds out. We have to move Lyle somewhere else." He said.
Sydney nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, I think Lydia said something about moving him to New York. Do you think that could work?"
"Maybe, we can always take one of the Centre's choppers. I don't know how, but if we return it as soon as possible. They won't notice we took it." Sam said.
"Can you fly a chopper?" Sydney asked.
"No!" Sam exclaimed. "But I know someone who can." He said in a calmer voice.
"That could work." Sydney said considerately.
*
Lydia looked at her sister. She looked a little happier. But her body was still trembling from the nightmare. Lydia hugged her. "Let's go see Lyle." She said, trying to cheer Miss Parker up.
Miss Parker nodded. "Yeah, I'm so glad he's okay. I don't know what I would have done if he had died." She said.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore. See, everything is going to work out. You will be fine too. I promise." Lydia let go of Miss Parker and they started to walk. Sydney and Sam followed.
*
LYLE'S ROOM.
*
Lyle opened his eyes. The door opened and Miss Parker, Lydia, Sam and Sydney walked into the room. He gave them a smile.
"Hi Lyle.you okay?" Lydia asked.
Lyle nodded slowly. "Yeah, as good as I can be. It hurts, but as long as I'm alive. It doesn't matter." He said. He looked at the people standing in front of him. He saw Miss Parker survey the room nervously. Lyle glanced at her, sadly. She looked strange in those clothes. He didn't think he'd ever seen her like this. He felt sorry for her. And the whole thing was his fault. He could have prevented it. But he didn't. He hated himself for that. How could he have done something like that to her? Dammit, he let some invisible jag off rape his own sister.
"Lyle. What's wrong?" Sydney asked. Watching the look on Lyle's face.
"Nothing." Lyle mumbled.
Sydney gave him a look of disbelief. But didn't say anything.
Lyle sighed. He knew he had to say something, but didn't know what. Everything he thought of seemed stupid.
"Sis, how are you feeling?" He finally asked. Miss Parker just looked at him without saying anything.
"Parker?"
"Do you really have to ask that? What the hell do you think?" Miss Parker snapped.
Lyle turned his head to avoid eye contact with her. He sighed sadly. Of course Miss Parker hated him. He didn't deserve anything else. Maybe it would have been better if he'd just died.
"Lyle." Miss Parker started. Lyle still didn't look at her. "Lyle, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. Please, talk to me." She pleaded.
Lyle slowly turned his head. "No, Parker, it was my fault. I knew about Dane." Lyle almost whispered.
"I know you did. But it wasn't your fault Lyle. It was mine." Miss Parker said unhappily.
Lydia warily put one of her arms around Miss Parker's shoulder. Miss Parker turned her head and looked at her. Lydia could see the sadness and pain in her eyes.
"Les, honey. Don't you remember what I said?" Lydia said softly.
Miss Parker nodded. "I'm sorry." She mumbled.
"Les? What is that? Or, what.what are you talking about? " Lyle asked confused.
"It's short for Lesley." Miss Parker said wearily.
"Lesley? Who is that?" Lyle asked puzzled.
Miss Parker sighed. "Me.it's my name." She said. Lyle just stared at her.
"Ehm, thank you for telling me. Is it okay if I call you that?"
It took a while before Miss Parker answered. "Yeah, Lydia does, so I guess it's okay for you too." She said with a smile. Lyle smiled back.
Sydney and Sam watched them in silence. Sydney turned to the younger man. "Maybe we should leave them alone for a while." He said.
"Yeah." Sam agreed.
They walked towards the door and sneaked outside. "We have to talk to Lyle about moving him." Sydney said. "As soon as possible."
*
About a half an hour later Miss Parker and Lydia came out from Lyle's room. They walked up to the others who were waiting in the corridor.
"I'm taking Parker home. Are you going to stay with Lyle?" Lydia said.
"Yes, I have to discuss New York with him. Are you sure we can stay at your apartment?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah, absolutely! As long as it's temporary." Lydia smiled.
"Great!" Sydney turned to Miss Parker. "Are you alright?" He asked. Miss Parker nodded. "If you want to talk, don't hesitate. Call me." He continued.
Miss Parker nodded a second time. She turned to leave, but stopped and looked at the two men.
"Thank you for being so nice to me." She said in a low voice.
"We care about you Parker. "Sydney said. Sam nodded in agreement. He gave her a shy smile.
"We should go." Lydia said.
Miss Parker didn't say anything. She just turned and slowly walked away. Lydia stood still for a moment, watching her. Then she caught up with her. Miss Parker gave her a frightened look.
"It's okay. It's just me." Lydia said. She put her arm around Miss Parker's shoulders. Sydney and Sam watched them 'till they disappeared around the corner.
*
A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER.
THE CENTRE.
BROOT'S OFFICE.
*
Broots was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer as it was a ghost. He couldn't believe what he saw. He slowly shook his head in disbelief. He'd suspected something strange was going on, but couldn't imagine it was anything like this. He once again watched the DSA. This was just too much, they have captured Jarod. Miss Parker had been raped by some 'project' the Centre was working with. Lyle had actually showed he had emotions for his sister and got killed for it. Broots didn't understand, how could a father do something like that to his own children? And who the hell was the woman who looked exactly like Miss Parker? He once again shook his head. He needed to talk to Sydney. Maybe he knew something. He picked up his phone and dialled the number.
After a while the older man answered.
"Syd! It's Broots.you are not going to believe what I just found out." Broots said.
"I'm afraid I will, have it something to do with Lyle and Parker?" Sydney asked calmly.
"Yes! How did you know? By the way, where are you?"
"The hospital.Lyle is alive." Sydney explained. "Broots, what exactly do you know?"
Broots told him about what he found out.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier..Miss Parker didn't want anyone to find out.and that woman you're talking about is Lydia, Miss Parker's twin sister. She was signed up for adoption right after she was born. She is oldest of them. Jarod asked me to ask you to search info, but I did it myself.I didn't want to burden you with that too. You were to busy. " Sydney explained.
"My god." Broots whispered.
"Yeah.I know.listen Broots, I have to quit.I'll come to the Centre as soon as I'm finished here."
*
As Sydney had hung up, he put his cell back in his pocket and turned to Lyle again.
"I'm sorry.it was Broots.what did you say?"
Lyle sighed. "I said that I want to be moved there as soon as possible."
"Good, we'll arrange that.Just try and stay alive a little longer." Sydney smiled
"I'll do my best."
*
EARLY NEXT MORNING.
MISS PARKER'S HOUSE.
*
"Syd, what is going on, are you saying that you're leaving and never returning to the Centre? I thought you would just get to New York and then..."
"Lydia. Listen. What we have done is unacceptable for the Centre. If we ever show up there again, we're dead. We have to leave."
Lydia just nodded. She looked at the old man. "Is he and the child also coming with us?" She asked. Looking behind Sydney.
"Yes, that is Broots and his daughter Debbie. Sam and his pilot friend are on their way to New York with Lyle already. We have to get going, before The Centre finds out. Where's Parker?"
"She's sleeping."
Sydney sighed. "I'm afraid you have to wake her up. And ehm.she doesn't know that we're leaving, I presume. help her to pack some of the necessary things. Maybe she can get the rest later. But it's not a promise."
Lydia nodded. She left the man standing in the doorway and walked upstairs. She walked into Miss Parker's bedroom.
"Lesley." She said as she warily touched her sisters' shoulder. Miss Parker sat up, stiff as a stick. She gave Lydia a startled look.
"I didn't mean to scare you.are you okay?" Lydia said softly. Miss Parker just nodded.
"Syd's here. Broots and his daughter too. They're ready to leave the Centre and move to New York.he want you to pack some things, we're leaving as soon as possible." Lydia explained warily. Miss Parker stared at her with big eyes.
"What?" She whispered. "They want me to leave all this behind? I can't leave this house.it's all I have left from mom. And what about Jarod? He's still at the Centre.." Miss Parker's voice trailed off, she looked down at her hands. A few tears escaped her eyes.
"I'm sorry.but you have too." Lydia whispered.
"Lyle?" Miss Parker asked in a small voice.
"He's on his way already, Sam ordered a chopper."
"I guess I don't have a choice." Miss Parker mumbled. She got out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom.
About ten minutes later, she came back, dressed in black slack pants and a gray blouse. Lydia saw that she had been crying.
"Les.I understand.I know it's hard." When Miss Parker didn't say anything, Lydia walked up to her. She put one of her arms around her neck.
"Do you want me to pack for you?" She asked. Miss Parker tried to speak but she only managed a low sob. She gave up talking and made a trembling nod.
Lydia helped Miss Parker to sit down at the bed, and then she got started, packing a little of everything. She knew Miss Parker wouldn't want to wear slack clothes like that forever. When she started to feel better she would probably want her old style.
*
About forty-five minutes later, they were finished and seated in the car. Sydney was driving. Broots was sitting next to him. Debbie, Lydia and Miss Parker were sitting in the back seat. Miss Parker in the middle.
Debbie warily eyed Miss Parker. She remembered her fathers words. Broots had told her about what happened, about everything. And he'd told her to not mention it to Miss Parker.
Miss Parker was staring at the road in front of the car. She wasn't paying attention to it though, just keeping her eyes at it. She didn't want to leave. Of course she didn't care about the Centre. But her house was another thing. And then it was Jarod. She didn't understand what Sydney was thinking of. How could they just leave him there, locked up in a cold cell? What would happen to him? Miss Parker felt tears running down her cheeks as she thought of him, about the way he'd held her and comforted her that night. Before her father had taken him away. He'd been so nice, showed so much affection and warmness. She couldn't just leave him. How could they think that? Didn't they know how much she loved him? Miss Parker was interrupted from her thoughts by a hand taking hers.
"Lesley.it will be okay.I promise. try to get some sleep." Miss Parker turned her head and looked right into Lydia's eyes. She gave her a sad smile.
"Lydia returned the smile. "C'mere." She said, pulling Miss Parker closer to her. Miss Parker leaned her head against her sisters shoulder.
"Lydia.." She whispered.
"What?"
"I can't leave Jarod.." Miss Parker snivelled. She tried to keep the tears from falling, but failed.
Lydia didn't know what to say. She had no idea of what Sydney had planned. Actually it seemed like they were going to leave him behind. She heard Sydney clear his throat.
"Parker.we have to go without him.but don't worry, you know Jarod. He will do anything to get out of there, to be with you." He said.
"What if he can't?"
"He can do anything Miss Parker.he will find us..don't be sad.you are going to see him, sooner then you think." Sydney said, trying to calm Miss Parker down.
"God, I hope I'm right.Jarod what if you won't get out of there alive?" He added to himself.
*
To be continued.
*
THE CENTRE
SL - 26.
*
Jarod was snapped out of his SIM by the sound of slamming doors. He looked around but didn't see anyone. His cell was dark, like always. He thought of Miss Parker. Now when he knew exactly what happened, and how, and why. He felt even sorrier for her. He couldn't believe how her own father could do something like that to her. During the SIM, he had felt her pain, her fear, just like it was him being in her situation. It was horrifying; Jarod still was a little shaky. He closed his eyes and leaned his back against the cold wall. He had a hard time to believe what he'd just found out. They had taken Miss Parker's DNA to create some kinda super-child. Then they arranged for her own son to rape her. It was insane. And if he wasn't completely out of his mind, it seemed like Sam was the father. Jarod shook his head in disbelief. He had to get out of this hell hole. He didn't know how much longer he could take it. Being locked up in this dark cell was driving him crazy. He needed to be with Miss Parker, to tell her the truth. He didn't know how she would be able to handle it, but it had to be told. She deserved to know, even if it would break her. Jarod almost started to cry as he was thinking of her. Why was everything happening to her, wasn't it enough that they took her mother and Thomas? Why did they have to keep ruin her life? Dammit, she had suffered enough already. What Jarod didn't understand was how she was dealing with everything. She had been strong all this time, now maybe it was time for her to break down. And when she did, he wanted to be there for her. Suddenly his thoughts were cut off by a raspy voice. Jarod opened his eyes and saw Raines standing outside the door; he had a evil smirk on his face. Jarod shivered.
"Hello Jarod, missed me?" He wheezed.
Jarod just glared at him.
"Don't give me that look. Today I have got some work for you." Raines said. He backed away and before Jarod had time to react, three sweepers walked into the room. Handcuffed him and dragged him out of there.
*
BLUE COVE HOSPITAL.
*
Sam was still standing behind the doctor. He listened as he talked to the others. He saw Lydia give Miss Parker a big smile. The doctor walked away and Sam walked up to Sydney. Thinking he should leave the sisters alone for a while.
"Thank god Lyle's alright." Sydney sighed with relief.
"Yeah." Sam said with a slight smile. Suddenly his smile disappeared and he gave the older man a concerned look. "What if Mr Raines finds out. We have to move Lyle somewhere else." He said.
Sydney nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, I think Lydia said something about moving him to New York. Do you think that could work?"
"Maybe, we can always take one of the Centre's choppers. I don't know how, but if we return it as soon as possible. They won't notice we took it." Sam said.
"Can you fly a chopper?" Sydney asked.
"No!" Sam exclaimed. "But I know someone who can." He said in a calmer voice.
"That could work." Sydney said considerately.
*
Lydia looked at her sister. She looked a little happier. But her body was still trembling from the nightmare. Lydia hugged her. "Let's go see Lyle." She said, trying to cheer Miss Parker up.
Miss Parker nodded. "Yeah, I'm so glad he's okay. I don't know what I would have done if he had died." She said.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore. See, everything is going to work out. You will be fine too. I promise." Lydia let go of Miss Parker and they started to walk. Sydney and Sam followed.
*
LYLE'S ROOM.
*
Lyle opened his eyes. The door opened and Miss Parker, Lydia, Sam and Sydney walked into the room. He gave them a smile.
"Hi Lyle.you okay?" Lydia asked.
Lyle nodded slowly. "Yeah, as good as I can be. It hurts, but as long as I'm alive. It doesn't matter." He said. He looked at the people standing in front of him. He saw Miss Parker survey the room nervously. Lyle glanced at her, sadly. She looked strange in those clothes. He didn't think he'd ever seen her like this. He felt sorry for her. And the whole thing was his fault. He could have prevented it. But he didn't. He hated himself for that. How could he have done something like that to her? Dammit, he let some invisible jag off rape his own sister.
"Lyle. What's wrong?" Sydney asked. Watching the look on Lyle's face.
"Nothing." Lyle mumbled.
Sydney gave him a look of disbelief. But didn't say anything.
Lyle sighed. He knew he had to say something, but didn't know what. Everything he thought of seemed stupid.
"Sis, how are you feeling?" He finally asked. Miss Parker just looked at him without saying anything.
"Parker?"
"Do you really have to ask that? What the hell do you think?" Miss Parker snapped.
Lyle turned his head to avoid eye contact with her. He sighed sadly. Of course Miss Parker hated him. He didn't deserve anything else. Maybe it would have been better if he'd just died.
"Lyle." Miss Parker started. Lyle still didn't look at her. "Lyle, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. Please, talk to me." She pleaded.
Lyle slowly turned his head. "No, Parker, it was my fault. I knew about Dane." Lyle almost whispered.
"I know you did. But it wasn't your fault Lyle. It was mine." Miss Parker said unhappily.
Lydia warily put one of her arms around Miss Parker's shoulder. Miss Parker turned her head and looked at her. Lydia could see the sadness and pain in her eyes.
"Les, honey. Don't you remember what I said?" Lydia said softly.
Miss Parker nodded. "I'm sorry." She mumbled.
"Les? What is that? Or, what.what are you talking about? " Lyle asked confused.
"It's short for Lesley." Miss Parker said wearily.
"Lesley? Who is that?" Lyle asked puzzled.
Miss Parker sighed. "Me.it's my name." She said. Lyle just stared at her.
"Ehm, thank you for telling me. Is it okay if I call you that?"
It took a while before Miss Parker answered. "Yeah, Lydia does, so I guess it's okay for you too." She said with a smile. Lyle smiled back.
Sydney and Sam watched them in silence. Sydney turned to the younger man. "Maybe we should leave them alone for a while." He said.
"Yeah." Sam agreed.
They walked towards the door and sneaked outside. "We have to talk to Lyle about moving him." Sydney said. "As soon as possible."
*
About a half an hour later Miss Parker and Lydia came out from Lyle's room. They walked up to the others who were waiting in the corridor.
"I'm taking Parker home. Are you going to stay with Lyle?" Lydia said.
"Yes, I have to discuss New York with him. Are you sure we can stay at your apartment?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah, absolutely! As long as it's temporary." Lydia smiled.
"Great!" Sydney turned to Miss Parker. "Are you alright?" He asked. Miss Parker nodded. "If you want to talk, don't hesitate. Call me." He continued.
Miss Parker nodded a second time. She turned to leave, but stopped and looked at the two men.
"Thank you for being so nice to me." She said in a low voice.
"We care about you Parker. "Sydney said. Sam nodded in agreement. He gave her a shy smile.
"We should go." Lydia said.
Miss Parker didn't say anything. She just turned and slowly walked away. Lydia stood still for a moment, watching her. Then she caught up with her. Miss Parker gave her a frightened look.
"It's okay. It's just me." Lydia said. She put her arm around Miss Parker's shoulders. Sydney and Sam watched them 'till they disappeared around the corner.
*
A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER.
THE CENTRE.
BROOT'S OFFICE.
*
Broots was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer as it was a ghost. He couldn't believe what he saw. He slowly shook his head in disbelief. He'd suspected something strange was going on, but couldn't imagine it was anything like this. He once again watched the DSA. This was just too much, they have captured Jarod. Miss Parker had been raped by some 'project' the Centre was working with. Lyle had actually showed he had emotions for his sister and got killed for it. Broots didn't understand, how could a father do something like that to his own children? And who the hell was the woman who looked exactly like Miss Parker? He once again shook his head. He needed to talk to Sydney. Maybe he knew something. He picked up his phone and dialled the number.
After a while the older man answered.
"Syd! It's Broots.you are not going to believe what I just found out." Broots said.
"I'm afraid I will, have it something to do with Lyle and Parker?" Sydney asked calmly.
"Yes! How did you know? By the way, where are you?"
"The hospital.Lyle is alive." Sydney explained. "Broots, what exactly do you know?"
Broots told him about what he found out.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier..Miss Parker didn't want anyone to find out.and that woman you're talking about is Lydia, Miss Parker's twin sister. She was signed up for adoption right after she was born. She is oldest of them. Jarod asked me to ask you to search info, but I did it myself.I didn't want to burden you with that too. You were to busy. " Sydney explained.
"My god." Broots whispered.
"Yeah.I know.listen Broots, I have to quit.I'll come to the Centre as soon as I'm finished here."
*
As Sydney had hung up, he put his cell back in his pocket and turned to Lyle again.
"I'm sorry.it was Broots.what did you say?"
Lyle sighed. "I said that I want to be moved there as soon as possible."
"Good, we'll arrange that.Just try and stay alive a little longer." Sydney smiled
"I'll do my best."
*
EARLY NEXT MORNING.
MISS PARKER'S HOUSE.
*
"Syd, what is going on, are you saying that you're leaving and never returning to the Centre? I thought you would just get to New York and then..."
"Lydia. Listen. What we have done is unacceptable for the Centre. If we ever show up there again, we're dead. We have to leave."
Lydia just nodded. She looked at the old man. "Is he and the child also coming with us?" She asked. Looking behind Sydney.
"Yes, that is Broots and his daughter Debbie. Sam and his pilot friend are on their way to New York with Lyle already. We have to get going, before The Centre finds out. Where's Parker?"
"She's sleeping."
Sydney sighed. "I'm afraid you have to wake her up. And ehm.she doesn't know that we're leaving, I presume. help her to pack some of the necessary things. Maybe she can get the rest later. But it's not a promise."
Lydia nodded. She left the man standing in the doorway and walked upstairs. She walked into Miss Parker's bedroom.
"Lesley." She said as she warily touched her sisters' shoulder. Miss Parker sat up, stiff as a stick. She gave Lydia a startled look.
"I didn't mean to scare you.are you okay?" Lydia said softly. Miss Parker just nodded.
"Syd's here. Broots and his daughter too. They're ready to leave the Centre and move to New York.he want you to pack some things, we're leaving as soon as possible." Lydia explained warily. Miss Parker stared at her with big eyes.
"What?" She whispered. "They want me to leave all this behind? I can't leave this house.it's all I have left from mom. And what about Jarod? He's still at the Centre.." Miss Parker's voice trailed off, she looked down at her hands. A few tears escaped her eyes.
"I'm sorry.but you have too." Lydia whispered.
"Lyle?" Miss Parker asked in a small voice.
"He's on his way already, Sam ordered a chopper."
"I guess I don't have a choice." Miss Parker mumbled. She got out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom.
About ten minutes later, she came back, dressed in black slack pants and a gray blouse. Lydia saw that she had been crying.
"Les.I understand.I know it's hard." When Miss Parker didn't say anything, Lydia walked up to her. She put one of her arms around her neck.
"Do you want me to pack for you?" She asked. Miss Parker tried to speak but she only managed a low sob. She gave up talking and made a trembling nod.
Lydia helped Miss Parker to sit down at the bed, and then she got started, packing a little of everything. She knew Miss Parker wouldn't want to wear slack clothes like that forever. When she started to feel better she would probably want her old style.
*
About forty-five minutes later, they were finished and seated in the car. Sydney was driving. Broots was sitting next to him. Debbie, Lydia and Miss Parker were sitting in the back seat. Miss Parker in the middle.
Debbie warily eyed Miss Parker. She remembered her fathers words. Broots had told her about what happened, about everything. And he'd told her to not mention it to Miss Parker.
Miss Parker was staring at the road in front of the car. She wasn't paying attention to it though, just keeping her eyes at it. She didn't want to leave. Of course she didn't care about the Centre. But her house was another thing. And then it was Jarod. She didn't understand what Sydney was thinking of. How could they just leave him there, locked up in a cold cell? What would happen to him? Miss Parker felt tears running down her cheeks as she thought of him, about the way he'd held her and comforted her that night. Before her father had taken him away. He'd been so nice, showed so much affection and warmness. She couldn't just leave him. How could they think that? Didn't they know how much she loved him? Miss Parker was interrupted from her thoughts by a hand taking hers.
"Lesley.it will be okay.I promise. try to get some sleep." Miss Parker turned her head and looked right into Lydia's eyes. She gave her a sad smile.
"Lydia returned the smile. "C'mere." She said, pulling Miss Parker closer to her. Miss Parker leaned her head against her sisters shoulder.
"Lydia.." She whispered.
"What?"
"I can't leave Jarod.." Miss Parker snivelled. She tried to keep the tears from falling, but failed.
Lydia didn't know what to say. She had no idea of what Sydney had planned. Actually it seemed like they were going to leave him behind. She heard Sydney clear his throat.
"Parker.we have to go without him.but don't worry, you know Jarod. He will do anything to get out of there, to be with you." He said.
"What if he can't?"
"He can do anything Miss Parker.he will find us..don't be sad.you are going to see him, sooner then you think." Sydney said, trying to calm Miss Parker down.
"God, I hope I'm right.Jarod what if you won't get out of there alive?" He added to himself.
*
To be continued.