Adelle's POV
"When are they going to do all the testing and what not. Don't they need me at their house or something?" I asked James as he fiddled with a small watch.
"I think they know everything they need to know. I don't think they particularly like people at their house too much. They don't tend to have many visitors. I don't know. Maybe they'll need you soon." He spoke as he continued to fiddle with the watch. I sat for a few minutes, watching him work in a seemingly non-affective way.
"What are you doing?" I finally asked.
"Fixing the watch." He stated. It only looked like he was turning the small nobs on the side and it wasn't in any particular order. I was going to ask him why he was turning it to the wrong time but decided not to. I sat down on my small red couch and laid my head back. Not letting myself to go as far as sleeping, but it felt good to rest. Lately I felt as if I had no energy.
"Addy." I heard my name being called. It must have been James but it didn't sound like him. I opened my eyes to see a girl, who seemed to be in her preteens.
"Hello?" I asked, questioning who she was.
"Oh, Addy! I'm so glad you're awake! I've missed you so much!" The girl ran over and gave me a hug. She must have felt how stiff I was in her arms because she quickly pulled away, still holding my arms in her hands.
"Who are you?" I asked, confused at why the girl was so fond of me. She looked confused, hurt even.
"You don't remember me Addy? I'm your cousin. Ella." She begged me to remember her.
"I'm sorry. I don't remember you." I spoke just as her eyes started turning colors. Green, green.
"Adelle!" James screamed as he shook me. I jolted awake. A bit flustered by my last dream.
"James?" I asked, though I could see him. He pulled me into his chest and I felt the quickness of his heart on my head.
"Thank goodness you're okay!" He spoke with relief, "I thought I was going to lose you there."
He sat me up and stroked my hair as I tried not to cry, like I usually did when I woke up. The dreams seemed to be getting more intense, causing more emotions to stir up inside me. But once I was awake, it was like any other nightmare. Only it always left something stirring inside me.
"What happened?" Curiosity of why he was freaking out etched my brain. The dream didn't seem any different then the other ones I had, so why did he freak out?
"After I fixed my watch, I went in to do some dishes and the I heard you talking to yourself. I came out to see if you were on the phone or something but you were just laying there, sleeping. Then you started having a seizure. It freaked me out!" I hadn't known I had been seizing. I didn't know what it was but after hearing that, I felt sick to my stomach.
"Hmm, that's strange." I tried to act nonchalant but James continued to be on edge. He stood up from my couch and grabbed the keys of my coffee table.
"Come on, we're going down to Peter and Olivia's." He grabbed my hand, helping me off the couch, "Are you feeling alright? I'll carry you." He offered. I laughed.
"I'm fine, I can walk."
The car ride over was mostly quiet. It was nearly midnight and I was still tired, despite my lovely little nap. I mostly stuck to thoughts about about my grandpa. He was really the only family I knew. Everything before my nightmares stopped was a bit hazy and I was sure a lot of the things I did remember weren't real. Though I think my grandpa was a bit crazy, he told me some weird stories. Perhaps some of my memories are just that, stories. My grandpa didn't really talk much of my parents. I'm not sure he could even remember them, or maybe it just hurt to talk about them. Sometimes Elaine, my grandpa's and my caretaker, would tell me stories about my parents. Though I think she exaggerated a few things. She would always tell me stories of these two people who worked for the FBI and they saved people. Then one day they had to leave to save the entire world. That was always her excuse she would give when I asked where they were. I didn't believe it though.