Drive

Anger

How *punch* could *punch* they *kick* lie *kick* to *punch* me! *kick*

I haven't been able to sleep a wink all night. I was initially okay with being told about the Academy and how it will help me and how it's to help others and that's not the issue. The issue is that they have been part of it for so long and never said anything to me. They lead me to believe they were doing everything to help me and make me feel better when all they were doing was treating me like a project! Someone they had to fix to feel better about themselves!

I grab ahold of my punching bag and lean my weight onto it, hugging it to keep myself up. I'm covered in sweat and my hair is sticking to my face and neck. I'm pretty sure I broken a knuckle before I had the sense to put on my gloves last night and my head is pounding. I'm exhausted but I now need to get ready for work. I need to keep myself busy and not let myself stew.

I start to think about all the people in my life who could be part of the Academy and I begin to feel myself getting agitated again. I lift one glove to my face and rip the velcro back to take it off with my teeth then pull the other glove off. Yup! Pretty sure that's fucked! I think to myself as I look at my cut knuckles and the swelling around my ring finger knuckle but I don't care right now.

I came down here to work off my anger and frustrations and I have done that to an extent but I need to speak to the two people that I trusted most in the world and tell them this is not okay. I head upstairs and see that it's 6am. I don't care about the time as long as I'm not late. I grab my phone from the side table and dial Uncle Sinclair.

"Hello!" He asks panicked voice thick with sleep.

"You lied!" I say down the phone.

"Willow?" He asks confused.

"You and Aunt B have lied to me my whole life and further lied to me by getting me to work and meet your so called friends thinking it was for me but it was for you. I trusted you both and you stomped all over it!" I tell him through tears that betrayed me.

"We never meant to lie to you Willow. We thought we were protecting you. We didn't want you to be flung into it all when you were dealing with the death of your parents" he tells me calmly and usually I need him to talk to me like this to help me get control but all it's doing is making me angrier.

"Well you thought wrong because all you have done is crush me!" I shout wiping my nose on my arm as I continue to cry. "Answer me one thing... we're my parents Academy?" I ask needing to know.

He doesn't say anything for a moment and I hear him sigh. "Yes" he says quietly.

"Is that why they were killed?" I ask

"We don't know" he says dejectedly. "That's what your Aunt and I have been investigating since the so called accident happened. We want to know for sure that it was engine fire and nothing else" he tells me and I can't organise my thoughts to try and speak. "That's why we are going to Italy to follow a lead from their assignment." He tells me.

My Mom and Dad were travelling home from Italy after a supposed holiday to Rome when their aeroplane engine caught fire and crash landed just a short distance from their departing airport. It was a private jet so they were the only passengers along with six crew members and two pilots. Is there something suspicious about their deaths?

"Why are you still investigating it?" I croak out.

"Their bodies were never recovered Willow. We want to be absolutely sure we are not missing anything. Your Aunt Betty has a gut feeling and we are going with it." He tells me sounding hoarse.

"Why are you telling me this now?" I ask now sniffling instead of bawling my eyes out.

"Because you asked. I told you that we will not keep things from you and will tell you as much as we can" he tells me with a sigh. "We don't want to have missed something important and if it was an accident then we can accept it knowing we have sought all avenues" he tells me.