Chapter 15-Fin

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Chapter‭ ‬15-Fin

    I‭ ‬stood‭ ‬in‭ ‬the‭ ‬doorway‭ ‬as‭ ‬Caleb‭ ‬walked‭ ‬into‭ ‬the‭ ‬dusty‭ ‬room.‭ ‬Webs‭ ‬covered‭ ‬the‭ ‬walls‭ ‬that‭ ‬I‭ ‬remembered‭ ‬so‭ ‬dearly.‭ ‬This‭ ‬room‭ ‬was‭ ‬something‭ ‬that‭ ‬I‭ ‬had‭ ‬blocked‭ ‬out.‭ ‬It‭ ‬was‭ ‬the‭ ‬room‭ ‬that‭ ‬I‭ ‬met‭ ‬Caleb‭ ‬in,‭ ‬and‭ ‬the‭ ‬room‭ ‬that‭ ‬I‭ ‬was‭ ‬so‭ ‬afraid‭ ‬of.‭ ‬When‭ ‬I‭ ‬first‭ ‬came‭ ‬to‭ ‬the‭ ‬orphanage,‭ ‬I‭ ‬was‭ ‬locked‭ ‬in‭ ‬this‭ ‬room,‭ ‬tormented‭ ‬with‭ ‬the‭ ‬darkness‭ ‬and‭ ‬loneliness.‭ ‬This‭ ‬was‭ ‬the‭ ‬room‭ ‬where‭ ‬I‭ ‬also‭ ‬met‭ ‬Caleb.

‭    "‬Are‭ ‬you‭ ‬starting‭ ‬to‭ ‬remember.‭" ‬he‭ ‬asked‭ ‬me.‭ ‬I‭ ‬walked‭ ‬slowly‭ ‬into‭ ‬the‭ ‬room,‭ ‬letting‭ ‬my‭ ‬hands‭ ‬glide‭ ‬over‭ ‬any‭ ‬surface‭ ‬that‭ ‬I‭ ‬came‭ ‬close‭ ‬to.‭ " ‬In‭ ‬this‭ ‬very‭ ‬room‭ ‬is‭ ‬where‭ ‬we‭ ‬met.‭ ‬In‭ ‬this‭ ‬room,‭ ‬we‭ ‬were‭ ‬both‭ ‬beaten,‭ ‬close‭ ‬to‭ ‬death‭ ‬really.‭ ‬But‭ ‬we‭ ‬never‭ ‬gave‭ ‬up,‭ ‬and‭ ‬we‭ ‬would‭ ‬smile‭ ‬and‭ ‬hold‭ ‬each‭ ‬other.‭ ‬Even‭ ‬when‭ ‬I‭ ‬met‭ ‬my‭ ‬little‭ ‬sister,‭ ‬I‭ ‬still‭ ‬never‭ ‬forgot‭ ‬what‭ ‬happened,‭ ‬it‭ ‬was‭ ‬you‭ ‬who‭ ‬did.‭ ‬I‭ ‬thought‭ ‬at‭ ‬first‭ ‬that‭ ‬some‭ ‬distance‭ ‬between‭ ‬us‭ ‬would‭ ‬let‭ ‬you‭ ‬forget‭ ‬and‭ ‬be‭ ‬happy,‭ ‬and‭ ‬that‭ ‬is‭ ‬why‭ ‬I‭ ‬left‭ ‬you‭ ‬alone‭ ‬to‭ ‬be‭ ‬with‭ ‬Brent,‭ ‬one‭ ‬who‭ ‬hasn‭'‬t‭ ‬experienced‭ ‬the‭ ‬torture‭ ‬with‭ ‬you.‭ ‬I‭ ‬knew‭ ‬you‭ ‬hated‭ ‬me‭ ‬for‭ ‬ignoring‭ ‬you,‭ ‬but‭ ‬it‭ ‬was‭ ‬for‭ ‬your‭ ‬own‭ ‬good.‭ ‬All‭ ‬I‭ ‬wanted‭ ‬was‭ ‬for‭ ‬you‭ ‬to‭ ‬be‭ ‬happy.‭ ‬As‭ ‬the‭ ‬years‭ ‬went‭ ‬by‭ ‬and‭ ‬you‭ ‬were‭ ‬adopted,‭ ‬I‭ ‬wanted‭ ‬to‭ ‬see‭ ‬you.‭ ‬I‭ ‬found‭ ‬women‭ ‬that‭ ‬looked‭ ‬like‭ ‬you,‭ ‬but‭ ‬they‭ ‬weren‭'‬t‭ ‬you.‭ ‬When‭ ‬I‭ ‬found‭ ‬you‭ ‬that‭ ‬day‭ ‬in‭ ‬the‭ ‬park,‭ ‬I‭ ‬had‭ ‬to‭ ‬take‭ ‬you‭ ‬with‭ ‬me.‭ ‬I‭ ‬was‭ ‬messes‭ ‬up,‭ ‬and‭ ‬I‭ ‬still‭ ‬am,‭ ‬I‭ ‬can‭'‬t‭ ‬help‭ ‬it,‭ ‬but‭ ‬when‭ ‬you‭ ‬are‭ ‬with‭ ‬me,‭ ‬I‭ ‬can‭ ‬feel‭ ‬a‭ ‬little‭ ‬sane.

‭    "‬In‭ ‬this‭ ‬room,‭ ‬you‭ ‬left‭ ‬something.‭ ‬I‭ ‬came‭ ‬back‭ ‬once‭ ‬in‭ ‬a‭ ‬while‭ ‬to‭ ‬see‭ ‬it‭ ‬and‭ ‬to‭ ‬make‭ ‬sure‭ ‬it‭ ‬was‭ ‬still‭ ‬here.‭" ‬Caleb‭ ‬walked‭ ‬over‭ ‬to‭ ‬a‭ ‬corner‭ ‬in‭ ‬the‭ ‬floorboard‭ ‬and‭ ‬lifted‭ ‬up‭ ‬the‭ ‬wood‭ ‬easily.‭ ‬He‭ ‬stuck‭ ‬his‭ ‬hand‭ ‬into‭ ‬the‭ ‬dirty‭ ‬hole‭ ‬and‭ ‬pulled‭ ‬out‭ ‬a‭ ‬small‭ ‬round‭ ‬object.‭ ‬It‭ ‬was‭ ‬covered‭ ‬in‭ ‬dust,‭ ‬but‭ ‬I‭ ‬recognized‭ ‬it‭ ‬easily.

‭    "‬My‭ ‬music‭ ‬box,‭" ‬I‭ ‬mumbled.‭ ‬He‭ ‬smiled‭ ‬softly‭ ‬and‭ ‬handed‭ ‬me‭ ‬the‭ ‬object.‭ ‬I‭ ‬winded‭ ‬the‭ ‬tool‭ ‬on‭ ‬the‭ ‬bottom‭ ‬of‭ ‬it‭ ‬before‭ ‬opening‭ ‬the‭ ‬lid‭ ‬to‭ ‬begin‭ ‬hearing‭ ‬old‭ ‬music‭ ‬chimes‭ ‬from‭ ‬a‭ ‬melody‭ ‬I‭ ‬knew‭ ‬long‭ ‬ago‭ ‬about‭ ‬dreams.

‭    "‬When‭ ‬you‭ ‬first‭ ‬came‭ ‬here,‭ ‬you‭ ‬would‭ ‬listen‭ ‬to‭ ‬this‭ ‬all‭ ‬the‭ ‬time‭ ‬to‭ ‬help‭ ‬you‭ ‬sleep.‭ ‬You‭ ‬told‭ ‬me‭ ‬it‭ ‬gave‭ ‬you‭ ‬dreams‭ ‬that‭ ‬helped‭ ‬you‭ ‬remember‭ ‬your‭ ‬past‭ ‬with‭ ‬your‭ ‬real‭ ‬parents.‭ ‬Lanna,‭ ‬you‭ ‬need‭ ‬to‭ ‬wake‭ ‬up.‭"

    "What,‭" ‬I‭ ‬looked‭ ‬up‭ ‬at‭ ‬him‭ ‬as‭ ‬the‭ ‬music‭ ‬began‭ ‬to‭ ‬sing‭ ‬louder‭ ‬in‭ ‬my‭ ‬ears.‭ ‬Caleb‭'‬s‭ ‬figure‭ ‬and‭ ‬all‭ ‬of‭ ‬my‭ ‬surroundings‭ ‬began‭ ‬to‭ ‬blur‭ ‬as‭ ‬my‭ ‬ears‭ ‬rang,‭ ‬giving‭ ‬me‭ ‬an‭ ‬agonizing‭ ‬headache.‭ ‬I‭ ‬fell‭ ‬to‭ ‬my‭ ‬knees,‭ ‬but‭ ‬lost‭ ‬all‭ ‬feeling‭ ‬in‭ ‬my‭ ‬body.‭ ‬I‭ ‬began‭ ‬to‭ ‬hear‭ ‬voices‭ ‬as‭ ‬they‭ ‬whispered‭ ‬and‭ ‬cried.‭ ‬It‭ ‬was‭ ‬my‭ ‬adoptive‭ ‬mother,‭ ‬and‭ ‬the‭ ‬girls.‭ ‬They‭ ‬were‭ ‬saying‭ ‬my‭ ‬name‭ ‬and‭ ‬telling‭ ‬me‭ ‬to‭ ‬wake‭ ‬up.‭ ‬When‭ ‬silence‭ ‬and‭ ‬blackness‭ ‬came,‭ ‬I‭ ‬finally‭ ‬opened‭ ‬my‭ ‬eyes‭ ‬to‭ ‬have‭ ‬a‭ ‬bright‭ ‬light‭ ‬shines‭ ‬into‭ ‬my‭ ‬eyes.

    I‭ ‬saw‭ ‬all‭ ‬the‭ ‬girls‭ ‬and‭ ‬my‭ ‬mother‭ ‬sitting,‭ ‬surrounding‭ ‬me‭ ‬as‭ ‬I‭ ‬lied‭ ‬in‭ ‬an‭ ‬uncomfortable‭ ‬bed.‭ ‬The‭ ‬room‭ ‬I‭ ‬was‭ ‬in‭ ‬was‭ ‬small‭ ‬while‭ ‬I‭ ‬had‭ ‬wires‭ ‬in‭ ‬my‭ ‬arms‭ ‬and‭ ‬a‭ ‬tube‭ ‬in‭ ‬my‭ ‬nose‭ ‬and‭ ‬mouth.‭ ‬My‭ ‬body‭ ‬felt‭ ‬numb‭ ‬and‭ ‬sore‭ ‬all‭ ‬at‭ ‬the‭ ‬same‭ ‬time.‭ ‬I‭ ‬was‭ ‬confused‭ ‬of‭ ‬what‭ ‬had‭ ‬happened.

‭    "‬Where‭ ‬am‭ ‬I,‭ ‬where‭ ‬is‭ ‬Caleb‭? ‬Where‭ ‬is‭ ‬Brent‭? ‬I‭ ‬thought‭ ‬you‭ ‬were‭ ‬dead‭ ‬Katherine.‭" ‬I‭ ‬spouted‭ ‬nonsense,‭ ‬but‭ ‬my‭ ‬mother‭ ‬held‭ ‬my‭ ‬numb‭ ‬hand‭ ‬tightly‭ ‬with‭ ‬joy‭ ‬filled‭ ‬tears‭ ‬dripping‭ ‬down‭ ‬her‭ ‬soft‭ ‬cheeks.

‭    "‬Sweetie,‭ ‬Caleb‭ ‬is‭ ‬dead.‭ ‬He‭ ‬died‭ ‬in‭ ‬the‭ ‬car‭ ‬that‭ ‬you‭ ‬both‭ ‬crashed‭ ‬in.‭ ‬You‭'‬ve‭ ‬been‭ ‬in‭ ‬the‭ ‬hospital‭ ‬in‭ ‬a‭ ‬comatose‭ ‬state‭ ‬for‭ ‬a‭ ‬month.‭ ‬You‭ ‬hid‭ ‬your‭ ‬head‭ ‬pretty‭ ‬hard‭ ‬against‭ ‬the‭ ‬windshield‭ ‬and‭ ‬you‭ ‬wouldn‭'‬t‭ ‬wake‭ ‬up.‭ ‬You‭ ‬shot‭ ‬Caleb,‭ ‬so‭ ‬you‭ ‬don‭'‬t‭ ‬have‭ ‬to‭ ‬worry‭ ‬about‭ ‬him.‭" ‬she‭ ‬said.‭ ‬I‭ ‬sat‭ ‬in‭ ‬silence,‭ ‬my‭ ‬throat‭ ‬feeling‭ ‬swollen‭ ‬and‭ ‬yet‭ ‬relieved.‭ ‬My‭ ‬past‭ ‬with‭ ‬the‭ ‬orphanage‭ ‬I‭ ‬would‭ ‬always‭ ‬remember,‭ ‬but‭ ‬the‭ ‬rest‭ ‬was‭ ‬fake.‭ ‬I‭ ‬never‭ ‬met‭ ‬Jake,‭ ‬he‭ ‬was‭ ‬just‭ ‬a‭ ‬figment‭ ‬of‭ ‬my‭ ‬imagination.‭ ‬Brent‭ ‬did‭ ‬die‭ ‬when‭ ‬we‭ ‬were‭ ‬little,‭ ‬but‭ ‬I‭ ‬guess‭ ‬I‭ ‬just‭ ‬wanted‭ ‬to‭ ‬see‭ ‬him.‭ ‬And‭ ‬Caleb,‭ ‬his‭ ‬soul‭ ‬must‭ ‬have‭ ‬helped‭ ‬me‭ ‬remember.‭

    After‭ ‬a‭ ‬few‭ ‬moments,‭ ‬I‭ ‬was‭ ‬able‭ ‬to‭ ‬finally‭ ‬move‭ ‬my‭ ‬hand.‭ ‬I‭ ‬felt‭ ‬something‭ ‬large‭ ‬and‭ ‬cold‭ ‬in‭ ‬it.‭ ‬When‭ ‬the‭ ‬girls‭ ‬left‭ ‬to‭ ‬get‭ ‬something‭ ‬to‭ ‬eat,‭ ‬I‭ ‬began‭ ‬to‭ ‬slowly‭ ‬lift‭ ‬my‭ ‬arm.‭ ‬In‭ ‬my‭ ‬hand,‭ ‬was‭ ‬the‭ ‬music‭ ‬box,‭ ‬opened.‭ ‬On‭ ‬the‭ ‬inside‭ ‬in‭ ‬a‭ ‬corner‭ ‬was‭ ‬a‭ ‬note.‭ ‬It‭ ‬was‭ ‬from‭ ‬someone,‭ ‬most‭ ‬likely‭ ‬Caleb.‭ ‬It‭ ‬wrote:‭ "‬Never‭ ‬forget‭ ‬your‭ ‬past,‭ ‬and‭ ‬always‭ ‬remember‭ ‬your‭ ‬future.‭ ‬I‭ ‬will‭ ‬always‭ ‬be‭ ‬with‭ ‬you,‭ ‬my‭ ‬love.‭"

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So there is the ending to the series. Hoped you guys liked it. Give me comments of how the ending made you feel, are you pissed, happy, what? I dont mind of what it is. I like the ending and i wouldnt change it for the world. It makes sense of everything though, doesnt it? But I think when I go to edit the first story, im going to incorperate a small piece of the object into it so that it can hint to this. Hope you like it, thanks for sticking by me through the series!

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