I was currently stuck in my classroom grading more essays. I really ought to stop assigning those, I thought to myself. Why do they call free periods, free periods? I never end up relaxing, just doing work. My stomach grumbled, I should break for lunch. I bent over to open my mini fridge to get my lunch. Fuck just my luck, I forgot it at home. I frowned, I guess I could go back to grading more essays? I heard a soft knock at the door. I yelled a come in.
"Someone forgot their lunch this morning." Miley said, coming in my room and closing the door behind her.
"My savior!" I said dramatically. I quickly snatched my lunch from her. "Well I guess I can't grade there anymore." I quickly put the essays back into my desk.
"Essays, I never liked doing those. What kind of teacher are you?" Miley said teasing me a bit. She sat down at a desk in front of me and began eating her lunch.
"Obviously a stupid one, I hate grading essays. It's moments like these I wish I became a math teacher." I whined while stuffing chips into my mouth.
"Well maybe if a certain someone paid more attention in math rather than doodling random things on her paper, she might have been able to become a math teacher." Miley said shaking her head in disproval.
"Maybe if you weren't my teacher I would have been able to pay attention better." I said causing Miley to laugh a bit. At this without even a knock the door opened. Expecting it to be a student I prepared to yell unfortunately it wasn't.
"Mrs. Adams," I said giving her a small smile. There was something about her that I didn't like.
"Ms. Adams," She said correcting me again, "And you must be?"
"Um Miley Trus-Stewart." Miley said sounding unsure. I'm not sure if I told her Ms. Adams knew we were married.
"No need to lie Mrs. Truscott, Lilly told me yesterday. But at school it's strictly Mrs. Stewart." She said gazing over at me for some unknown reason.
"Sorry." Miley murmured. I frowned, Miley still didn't feel comfortable with our relationship, I knew she loved me. That's all that really matters with me. I hate when people made her feel this uncomfortable, for gods sake it's not like she raped me.
"Anyways what brings you here?" I asked trying not to sound annoyed. She was my boss after all.
"Well I went to greet the math teachers in the math department seeing they are scheduled to have lunch now, but Mrs. Stewart happened to not be there. I assumed she would be with you Ms. Truscott." She said eyeing me.
"Um it's Mrs. ...well anyways here she is." I said looking over at Miley.
"Right well just making sure you two weren't doing anything you shouldn't be doing. And Miley from now on I expect you to be eating lunch with your department." She said with a thin smile.
"I'm sorry Ms. Adams, it won't happen again." Miley said trying to sound as happy as possible. When I finally thought she was leaving, she quickly turned around as she reached the door.
"And Lilly, nice sweater." She said eyeing me.
"Um thanks." I said smiling a bit. I waited until the door closed and I heard her walking down the hall to say anything. "She's weird."
"Lilly, I think she has uh, a thing for you." Miley said, sounding a bit angry.
"Hah what you've got to be kidding me, no she doesn't." I said a bit confused. At this Miley got up and mimicked Ms. Adams walking to the door, but a bit more dramatically.
"Oh and Mrs. Truscott," Miley said in a deep voice while fluttering her eyes, "Nice sweater."
"Come on Miley we're going to be late!" I yelled while throwing on my jacket.
"Hold on, I just have to add a little more make up then fix my hair." Miley yelled back.
"Miley you don't need make up, you look beautiful!" I yelled back.
"You're only saying that because you want food! What about my hair?" Miley said finally coming into the living room.
"No one's that good looking." I said joking.
"Shut it Lilly." Miley said playfully. "Now come on we can't be late, your mom already hates me as it is."
"Aw come on Miley." I said locking up the door while pulling Miley towards the car. "My mother acts that way to everyone."
"Not to Jackson, she loves Jackson." Miley said grumpily.
"Just because she's a little nicer to Jackson than you, you think she hates you?" I said while driving as fast as possible to my mother's.
"A little nicer, she worships him! She acts like he's the one you married." Miley complained.
"Just watch, tonight she'll treat you two completely equal." I said pulling into my mom's driveway.
"Fine but if she isn't, no sex for a week." Miley said sounding completely serious.
"Hah okay, you'll just be hurting yourself in the long run." I said laughing.
"Whatever Lilly, I hope she isn't nice to me." Miley said smirking.
"Well I hope she isn't either!" I said mimicking her. I softly knocked on the door.
"Lilly!" My mother greeted me. She threw her arms around me.
"Miley," She said stiffly. "Come on in. Jackson is here! It's hard to believe you two are related Miley."
"Oh, why?" Miley asked trying to sound curious.
"I can't point it out, Jackson is so well I don't know Jackson!" She said smiling. She brought us into the dining room where Jackson was already there, waiting for us.
"Hey Lilly! Hey cuz'." Jackson said smiling. "I haven't seen you two in weeks, how's it goin'?"
"Pretty well actually, what have you been up to?" Miley asked taking a seat next to Jackson. I decided on taking the seat across from her so she wouldn't be in eye view with my mother.
"Good, I've been working a lot. Trying to stay busy." Jackson said nodding his head. At this my mother came in and placed the food on the table.
"Jackson I made your favorite mashed potatoes, and Lilly I made your favorite chili." My mother said cheerfully. I felt Miley gaze at me with a look saying I told you so. We soon dug into our meal talking a little here and there.
"Can someone pass me the butter?" Miley asked.
"Oh I'll take some after you're done with it Miley." Jackson said.
"Here Jackson." My mother said quickly snatching the butter before I could get it. I noticed Jackson's face got red from embarrassment. The rest of the dinner was eaten in awkward silence.
"Hey Lilly, can I talk to you for a second?" Jackson asked. I nodded and he led me outside.
"What's up Jackson?" I asked a little nervous.
"Look not to get you scared or anything but I've been receiving mail, and well you read it." He said taking some letters out of his pockets. I slowly began to read some and couldn't believe what it said.
"I've gotten more than that, but most of them say the same thing. 'I'm going to kill you', or 'I have your boyfriend'. Could it mean Jake's alive? I mean he can't be, I thought they identified his body and everything." Jackson asked frowning.
"Honestly Jackson, I don't know. Maybe they didn't really try when they identified him because well he was gay, the doctors may have been against that." I suggested.
"What should I do?" Jackson asked nervously.
"Well I think you should send them to the police." I said, "There's nothing else to do."
"Who could be behind this?" Jackson asked. Two people instantly came into my mind.
"Amber and Doug." I stated.
"But Doug's in jail, and Amber hasn't been seen in years." Jackson said.
"I think Doug is working from jail. He's controlling Amber and others. Hell he could have a giant gang for all we know." I said angrily. Doug should be dead, not Timmy.
"Your mother was talking about Doug earlier, he's going for house arrest in a few weeks. How the hell can he get that after what he did?" Jackson asked angrily.
"Because he's Doug." I whispered.
Wow, I know it's a sequel and everything but I wasn't expecting so many reviews/story alerts! Thanks so much. Thanks to ..idiot-21 for reading this over and will be for the rest of the story. And thanks to Jamesbrooke who pointed out a mistake I made. When I was writing the first chapter I meant to keep the 6 year age difference. But by accident I wrote that Lilly was 26. I meant to write she was 24. So yes Lilly is 24 and Miley is 30. Anyways I'll try to have this updated by Wednesday. And sorry if this chapter isn't the best, but it's important or else what I have planned for won't make sense. Anyways keep up the reviews:)