Lost

Chapter 14

I went home that night after talking to Jack for hours. I don't think Ian was so happy that he stole my attention, he just sat there looking a bit confused the whole time. Even after we explained how we knew each other. But I didn't really care Jack was one of the few people that knew about my past.
My new parents knew that I had been abused,but they had no idea how bad it had been. They never seen my scars,they never seen my tears at night when I cried myself to sleep.
They didn't really know me.Jack didn't know everything about me either but he knew how my mom had treated me,because she treated him the same when she was drunk.

Jack didn't ask questions like "are you alright" because he knew I wasn't, he knew I never would be. He didn't say anything about my past, because he knew I didn't want him to.
Jack always understood me. I always felt safe with him even when I shouldn't have. I always felt like I was home when I was with him.

I walked in the door at 6,starving because I hadn't eaten lunch.
I know I could have eaten at the coffee shop but I didn't want to leave the table,to leave Jack because I was afraid he would disappear again.
"Hey sweetie,are you hungry?" Lily asked as she set the table.
"I'm starving. What's for supper?"

"Chicken soup."
I wasn't a fan of soup but anything sounded good right know.

"So what did you do all day,you said you were going to go meet someone right?"

"Yeah. I was going to meet this guy I meet the other day,because he wanted to talk to me,you know get to know me.
But turns out my friend from when I was little is his friend now and we ended up talking instead of the other guy."
"Oh,how did the other guy take that."
"Um, I don't think he was happy about it. I feel bad but I haven't seen Jack in probably 8 years."

"Jack" she said with a mischievous look in her eye.
"Yeah"
"Huh, I know a Jack Wilson is that him." I nodded."who would the other guy you just met be then?"
"Ian, I don't know his last name though."
"McCoy, would be my guess."
She said still holding on to that mischievous look.
What was she thinking? Whatever it was I was a little scared.