Olivia's POV
I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and picked it up while everyone else was fighting and not even caring about the fact that the roof could fall any minute.
"Olivia Cahill, or is it Kabra? I have someone I think you care about, maybe even two or even more. IK." The text said, there was a picture under it of Hope, Amanda, Adam, and the other people I didn't know who were missing.
I looked up to tell the others about the text, but then I was knocked down and pushed away. I passed out for a couple of minutes but when I woke up two of the grownups looked at me with a worried expression. One of them looked a lot like Luke, only the man looked to be in his 40's while Luke was only 14. The woman beside him was a splitting image of Hope, except the eyes, her eyes were green just like mine, Luke's and Hope's eyes were an amber colour.
"Who pushed me?" I asked angrily, I didn't really like when people pushed me out of the way, it made me feel small and helpless.
"That was me." The man said, he had the same british/american accent, as the others and I had, except we had more American while he had more british.
"Why?" I glared at him.
"Take a look at the place you were standing at." The woman said, still looking at me with a worried expression.
I did as she said and saw that the roof over the place I was standing at had fallen in.
"Thank you." I gave the man an awkward hug.
"Who are you two by the way?" I asked them, they looked at each other as if asking each other what to answer.
"My name's Amy Cahill."
"Mine's Ian Cahill. We're your parents Olivia." The man said with a now insecure expression, I could see that he was trying to hide his nervousness, but he wasn't that good at it.
"If you're my parents, you should be able to tell me this. What's Luke's middle name?" I asked, I wasn't entirely sure that they were telling the truth yet.
"His full name is Luke Daniel Fiske Cahill, but on the invitation here, they forgot the name Daniel so they only wrote Luke Fiske Cahill." Amy smiled at me.
"Hopes?"
"Hope Natalie Jane Cahill." Ian gave me a half smile.
"You're telling the truth aren't you?" I whispered out, the truth finally sinking in, both Amy and Ian nodded slowly.
"Why?" I felt a tear making its way down my face.
"Why, what?" Amy asked.
"Why did you leave us?" I cried, all the years of wondering why, I would finally get my answer.
I didn't get my answer since when I looked away from them, I saw that a piece of the ceiling were going to fall over Johnny where he stood with his family. I ran over to him and pushed him and Juliet out of the way, but I weren't fast enough to run away.
I heard a girl screaming, then everything went black around me.
Sam's POV.
This was the moment, the moment mom had told me about before she died, The moment I was supposed to tell them about what they really were. Cahills…
I fumbled with the bracelet with 18 blue beads, well there used to be 18 blue ones, but now 3 of them had turned white. Three of us knew the truth, the rest didn't.
"You all have these bracelets with 18 beads, right?" I asked, everyone nodded and grabbed their left wrists.
"Then you know that there's three white ones and fifteen blue ones." Everyone nodded again, after counting the beads.
"That means three of us knows who we really are, I'm one of them. Is there someone else in here who knows about the Cahills?" I asked. Everyone except Elena and Nick looked confused.
"I know it's my last name, and the last part of Adam's last name." Hope announced, her green eyes filled with the kind of curiosity that only a ten year old could have.
"I know it's the last part of my moms maiden name, I think the whole name was like Amines-Cahill or something" Lilly added with a smile.
"That was my moms name before she married my dad." Elena joined in.
"I know that the Cahills are the most powerful family ever." Nick said with his head hidden between his knees.
"And we're all some of the most famous Cahills kids." Elena added quietly.
"Famous? Sure, Lilly's parents are, but my dad's just a teacher who likes to move." Adam almost laughed.
"At least you know your dad." Amanda whispered to herself more than to him.
"I know your dad." I said as nonchalantly as I could.
I saw then she wa going to ask me something but then Adam stood up.
"Someone's coming."
Just after he said that, the door opened and two people stepped inside. One of them was about my age while the other one was around Hope's age.
"Hey Zoe. 'Sup Tessa?" I smiled.
"Sam? What are you doing here?" Tessa smiled at me.
"Okay, less talking and more running if you please. Because if we don't run now we're most likely going to get killed, and my dad will kill me if I die on a mission he didn't know about." Zoe told us, we all got on our feet and started running out of the place.
It wasn't the most luxurious place, but what do you expect? A bunch of killers don't really spend their money on buying fancy places for their kidnapped people to be in…
"Hey, you there. Stop running!" A man dressed in black yelled at us.
"Nope." Tessa shrieked and continued running.
"Yes you will." A woman with long, silky, black hair said and grabbed Tessa.
"Tessa, pancakes with strawberry jam and syrup?" Zoe asked Tessa with a worried expression.
"Blue hotdog." Tessa answered trying not to sound scared.
"Liam's chocolate chip soda with applesauce." Zoe sounded completely serious while speaking to the 11 year old.
"Quiet!" The woman screamed into the air.
Tessa put her left hand in front of her mouth and Zoe signalled the rest to do the same thing.
"Cinnamon?" Zoe asked, Tessa shook her head and stomped her right foot on the hard floor, I didn't understand what it meant but Zoe clearly did since she pointed down and started counting down from five on her fingers. Her other hand was in her backpack. When she came to only one finger left everyone except the woman and Tessa crouched down on the floor.
Tessa's hand flew from her mouth and then back, between the movements of her hand, she managed to shout one thing that seemed like the weirdest thing ever to scream when you're trapped.
"Grapes!"
Zoe took her hand out of her bag and threw something at the woman who released Tessa when the object touched her.
"Run?" Elena asked Zoe.
"Yes."
We ran to a black car where a guy a little bit younger than me was waiting.
"Drive like a madman back to the house?" The guy asked, once everyone was in the var, Zoe answered him.
"Well, if you don't want to meet Isabel and her people, then yeah. Step on that gaspedal crazy."
"Oh, and by the way, welcome back, Sam." The man smiled at me through the rear view mirror once he'd started driving.
"Sorry, who are you?" I asked him, I seriously couldn't remember seeing him anywhere before.
"Oh, you don't know me. The name's Jared Anderson, Sara's son. You know who Sara is, right?"
I nodded, Sara was my moms' sister. And by moms' I of course mean my biological mom and my aunt who practically raised me.
"What did you throw on that woman by the way? Juliet asked Zoe.
"Wills' muddy shoe." Tessa giggled in response. Everyone made faces on how gross that probably was. Well everyone except Adam who decided to try how it felt for himself and threw one of my shoes on Amanda.
"Adam!" She yelled and gave me my shoe back. Adam gasped dramatically at that and put his hand in front if his heart, at least where he thought his heart was. He put his hand on the wrong side of his chest.
"You called me by name." He gasped again. "Not Texas, or Amines, or ." He pretended to slump down in his place, dead.
"No, Adam. You're always Mr. Grumpy." Hope sighed and kicked his foot.
"But I'm not grumpy, see Hope, I'm happy!"Adam put his fingers on the corners of his mouth to make his smile as wide as possible.
"Nope, still look like Mr. Grumpy too me."
Hey, people.
I want to tell you about something.
A girl in my french group posted something on the school wall last week and that kinda made me upload later then I wanted to.
What she posted was a thing she called "Who I REALLY Am".
On that she wrote about her life and who she really is, and that she's been thought to be so many other things than who she really is.
The last words were; "This is my story, it made me who I am. There's a lot of things I'd like to change about it, but if I did, then I wouldn't be me anymore. Don't judge people by what they look like, judge them by their story. Judge them after what they've gone through in life. If you read this, I dare you to write your story somewhere public like I did. Tip: Do it on the internet, duh, nobody knows who you are there anyway."
So I'm gonna do that.
2000: I were born to two quite young people, mom was 22 and my father was 23. I also had a sister, Rebecka, who was 2 years old when I were born. Everyone called me Rina at the time, I changed that to Cat as soon as I learned to talk.
2003: A new family moved into the house next to mine, a family with 4½ kids, the mom was pregnant so I count the baby as half a kid. That family came to mean a lot to me, but that wasn't until the spring after the winter they moved in.
2004: I got to know the middle kid of the family next door, she was both the third oldest and the thrid youngest, her name was and still is Linn.
We became best friends instantly.
2006: I started the class you go to the year before grade 1. Linn was by my side that whole time.
2007: I started 1st grade and started being bullied because I didn't speak a lot. They were being mean to me and sometimes even threw pebbles or ice cold water at me.
2008: My mom came out with the fact that she had gotten a barin tumor.
I stopped talking about the fact that I were being bullied since I realised that nobody were going to make it better. Linn was the only one who dared to stand up for me.
2009: My parents got divorced, I got diagnosed with EDS, a joint dissorder. A new girl joined my class and we became good friends. My father who's never really taken responsibility of me and Rebecka had to start with it. Rebecka and I had to care for ourselves a lot during the weeks we were there.
2010: Linn moved, I started hanging out with three other girls in my class. Elin, Emma and Michelle.
2011: I got to know that Michelle had been telling lies about me to the others in my class who already thought I was weird. My mom and my stepdad started dating. I started with my habit of losing myself in books. My mom told us about her heart condition.
2012: My father finally started taking responsibility of me and my then 14 year old sister. Elin, Emma and I took Michelle back into our group. My stepdad and his kids moved in with my mom. Mom had 2 surgeries for her heart that ended up not helping.
2013: My father stopped trying to get me to talk. I started 7th grade (Which usually means new school in my town). I kind of got into a small depression. I started surrunding myself with people that didn't really mean anything to me, people who just hurt me. My sister announced that she's gonna move to England to study music when she finnishes 12th grade. I started getting extreamly bad headaces.
2014: I started trying to show people the real me. I distanced myself from the people who hurt me and got some real friends in school instead. My mom got a pacemaker which doesn't always help, but it's better now. I started to investigate in why I get headaces, still don't know that. I developed a love for photography and music, and of coarse still reading and writing. I started uploading fanfics here. I started talking more when I weren't at my fathers house since he gets mad at me for saying the wrong things.
That's my story, here you go. I allow you to determinate what kind of person I am.
If you are going through something hard right now, you're not the only one, I haven't been through much, but a lot of other people have. Just talk, don't make the same misstake as me and hold it inside, it's bound to come put some day.
Thank you for helping me go trough this year and reading my fanfics. You're all awesome, even you who didn't read this, but you're not reading this,so you don't know that...
~Cat~