I wake up abruptly and read the glowing clock on my dresser. 4:26AM. I sigh and flip over onto my opposite side. After a few minutes of screwing my eyes shut and trying to force myself back to sleep doesn’t work, I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes.
It’s been a struggle recently to get any good sleep.
The prison was always cold and loud but even in my own bedroom, it’s hard for me.
Knowing that somehow my future is being ruined by a stupid controversy that doesn’t have any real evidence makes me mad.
I can’t live a normal life as a teenager because of my druggie of a foster brother. My eyes begin to sting with tears but I hold them back. There’s no point in crying anymore, I trust Lukas to get thing straightened out to be the way they should.
I want everything to be back to normal, I don’t want to run anymore. I want to be me, I just don’t know who that is.
A quiet sigh sounds from my lips as I roll off my bed. My bones crack and I groan softly and groan when my bare feet touch the cold wooden floor. I open my bedroom door and hear the light snores of Chester, one of the police officers, on my couch. Dragging my feet, I enter the kitchen and start on breakfast.
They took away all my silverware and left me with plastic spoons and forks to eat with. ‘Just a precaution’ was what they said it was. Everyone looks at me like I really did kill all those people, but I can’t blame them, they don’t know whether or not to believe what I say.
When the eggs are fully cooked I move them to a plate and bring it back into my room. I sit for a couple hours, waiting for Chester to wake up. When he finally does I’m already showered and dressed into a comfortable set of clothes.
“Your visiting hours are open,” He says as he sits down on the couch, “I forgot to mention yesterday, the guy that lives across the hall tried to visit you last night after hours but I told him to come back today.”
“Adam, his name is Adam,” I tuck my hair behind my ear and hug my leg as I wait for someone to come knocking on my front door. Five minutes pass, then ten, and then twenty. Finally, after the prolonged loneliness, I’ve been experiencing, a loud knock sounds.
Chester gets up from his seat and goes to open the door. Adam stands there, his blue eyes immediately finding me. He smiles a little and walks into the house.
“I’ll be waiting outside if I’m needed,” Chester leaves the two of us and goes onto the patio. I stand up off the couch and Adam picks me up into a strong hug.
“Bo, Gianna, whatever your name is, you have no idea how much I’ve missed the hell out of you,” I wrap my arms around his neck and sigh in content once his familiar cologne fills my senses.
“I’ve missed you too,” Our hug lasts for what seems like forever and I’m okay with that. The last time I was with him I decided I didn’t want to hang out with him anymore but after I’ve realized how much I want him in my life.
“How was it? Are you okay?” I let him go and the both of us sit down on the couch, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, you’ve probably been through a lot,” The concern that’s shown in his crystal blue eyes make my own well up with tears.
“It was horrible,” My voice cracks and he pulls me into another hug. I bury my face into his chest and I finally let the tears fall. Everything I’ve been holding in since all of this began, finally comes pouring out all over Adam’s white sweater.
“Hey, hey, shhh,” He strokes my hair softly and I move so I’m laying on his chest rather than uncomfortably leaning on it, “I’m so sorry you had to go through that.”
I look up at him and bring his lips down to mine. The kiss lasts only a few seconds but it makes me feel better almost immediately. He kisses me a second time and we just lay, staring at the reflection of ourselves in the tv. Nothing is being said, we just relax in the comfortable silence of my living room.
A little too fast, the hour is gone and Adam has to leave.
“I’ll be back tomorrow?” He asks me and I nod before hugging him goodbye.
“Is that the boyfriend?” Chester asks after I close the door.
“Uh, no,” I try to hold back a smile, “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“I’m a little confused, you seem to have a lot of boys trying to take you as theirs,” I raise my eyebrows at him and sit down on the couch, “You know what? Forget I said anything.”
I grab a couch pillow and hug it to my chest, “No, no, who else do you think wants to be my boyfriend? I’ve only had four visitors in the last day.”
“That one boy that stayed behind with you yesterday, you should’ve seen his face when we told him to go, it’s so obvious,” I’m a little taken aback by how much this officer is getting involved in my personal life. I thought they were supposed to assholes who don’t give a shit how you feel because you’re a criminal.
“It’s complicated, everything with Lukas is nice but I don’t know if he likes me or if he’s treating me as a friend and Adam has been straightforward with me kind of from the start but it’s a little weird because I used to see him as a brother,” Chester shakes his head and chuckles.
“You’re just like any other teenager. I’m not supposed to give you my opinion as your officer but off the record, I don’t think you did it,” I smile softly, “I don’t know who did it but the fact that just a single strand of hair was found on the floor at each crime scene is a little fishy.”
“All they told me was that my hair and fingerprints were found on the ground at each crime scene and the gun used had my fingerprints on them.”
“That’s where I don’t understand the case, it was a partial print and they didn’t have your DNA in the system before they brought you into the station to be questioned years ago so how would they know it was you who did it. But now there’s no proof of you being questioned by anyone but I know you were because I worked for that police department when you were the talk of the office.”
“You worked there? So you knew that I was being questioned about murdering people?”
“I’ve been trying to find you since they released you all those years ago and now I’m appointed to be your officer so I can finally understand the full story from the source.”
I feel myself opening up to him but I can’t help but think he’s trying to get information that the court could use against me, “I don’t know, I don’t think we should even be talking about this right now,” Before he could say anything else the doorbell rings and he gets up to answer it.
Lukas, Mason, and Adrian stand at the door but Chester stops them.
“Only two of you are permitted, she’s already had a visitor today,” They all look confused but then Adrian’s face turns emotionless.
“Mason you go in, I have to talk to Lukas,” Mason looks at the both of them with a confused expression but enters anyway. Adrian pulls Lukas aside and Chester closes the door.
“Is it alright if we talk alone?” I ask Chester who just nods and goes back onto the patio.
“So, we found some things that we think you should know about,” Mason sits across from me and folds his hands.
I feel the nerves creep up my body and I take a deep breath. All I can hope for is the best.