It Can't Be... Can It?

I stood there like a statue. I kept reading it over and over again. I almost thought it was Daimean or Jake, but they couldn’t have done it. They knew it would freak me out and they wouldn’t do this. Maybe Glory did, she was the last that I know of in the barn.

I finished my chores and went into the house. My mom was working on a ‘Welcome Home’ sign for Taylor, and Tsunami was in her room looking a bit disappointed…

“Hey, may I come in?” I asked as I stood in the doorway.

“Ya,” she said wiping off a tear.

“She’s coming home in a couple of hours,” I said trying to cheer her up.

“But what if she hates me? What if she just wanted to die?” Tsunami asked while more tears ran down her face.

“She won’t hate you!” I said sitting right beside her, “she loves you and she wanted out of the hospital!”

“But still, what if she wants to move in with her?” she asked as she looked at me.

“Who?” I ask questionly.

“Anyone except for me,” she said.

“She can’t!” I protested, “I won’t let her. Tsunami, she is the same Taylor she was two days ago.”

I kissed her on the forehead and shut the door behind me. I stood there; my hand still on the knob with my eyes closed and just took a deep breath. In a couple of moments I started towards my room. I put my hand in my back pocket and felt the paper so I took it out and studied it. I went into my room and closed the door behind me. I sat on my bed and took out my iPod. I set it to one of my favorite artists, Demi Lovato. I started off with the album ‘Don’t Forget’ and song ‘LaLa Land’. I could just sit in space and listen to music all day long, if I wanted to.

I stayed in my room for the rest of the afternoon, I just wanted for this to be over even though I think that it just started. The paper wasn’t typed, it was written but not in a false handwriting. I wasn’t sure if the writing was familiar or not. It looked like a childish writing to me. I noticed that someone was knocking at my door so I quickly hid the paper, hoping that they didn’t see.

“She’s home,” Glory said with a smile on her face.

I sat up as quick as I could and ran downstairs, I noticed that Tsunami was still in her room holding one of Taylor’s favorite dolls. I hoped that Taylor didn’t hate her sister or any of us. I didn’t think that she could, she was so smart, softhearted, and could never be mad at someone.

I came to a stop at the bottom of the stairs and I saw that Taylor was smiling when she saw me. At, that moment I knew she didn’t hate any of us. I called for Tsunami to come down. Tsunami saw Taylor and slowly walked down the stairs scared of what her twin might say. Taylor was hugging Glory at the time she saw Tsunami and hugged her and then me. Tsunami saw that Taylor couldn’t hate her own sister.

That night everyone ate at the table except for Dad… I haven’t seen him in a week or so. I was kind of worried in way but then I wasn’t. I knew he would be just fine, wherever he was.

After supper, I went to my room and started listening to music again. I took the paper out and studied it a little bit more, and then I remember that same handwriting from someone that went to my school. His name was Colin, but he wasn’t like any typically boy, he had problems. He would pass notes to everyone in my class saying the same thing ‘I’m watching you.’ but none of us took it seriously. He moved that same year and never to hear from again.

I knew at that moment that the note’s writing was his, I was sure of it! It couldn’t be anyone else’s. But there was one question remaining, after six years why was he coming for me?