Reopened Scars Chapter 3-Long Ride Home

Long ride home.

They finally get to her place and they go to the roof. He pulls her to the hammock, grabs the blanket wraps them both up and cuddles with her.

“so tell me.”

“well he’s going to need a ring by the time her father finds out.”

“so she’s pregnant I should take it.”

“yes, but she doesn’t want the whole school to know it she wants to get engaged first then wait a couple of months before she announces it.”

“smart girl.”

“yeah. That’s why she was so upset. She doesn’t want to see him get hurt. She wants him to quit but she’s never going to ask him to.”

“well now.”

“Gerard, what is it you see in me? I mean like the first day I meet you, you’ve never wanted to see me leave.”

“I saw someone that I wanted to be with. Not just because you’re stunning but because there’s something warming about you. This is going to sound crazy but I feel at home when I’m with you.”

“same here. I just wish my past would let me rest.”

They sit in quiet watching the moon.

“Ti? You never told me much about your life before you moved to New Jersey and why you hate it so much.”

“I hate it because of my past, and ever since I was 12 I’ve been shipped here to train because of it. So my life has been nothing but training and moving. I loved Arizona, it was the first place I’ve ever felt like I was at home.” she says staring off into space. He can tell that this subject is very uncomfortable for her.

“you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to you know I never want to make you uncomfortable.”

“then you wouldn’t have ran into me.” she says laughing.

“ha ha very funny. But really Ti I don’t. I love you.”

“well since I do love you so much I will go on because you need to know if this is has even the slightest chance of working.”

“okay I’ve got all night.”

“well I’m adopted. My parents aren’t my parents. My real ones died, my aunt Selene is the only real blood family I have left, the one who I train with, well she found me when I was 12 said she wanted to meet me and get to know me. So my parents sent me here.”

“sorry to hear that.”

“don’t be. you didn’t know them. I didn’t mean to sound harsh but I hate sob stories.”

“no offense taken.”

“well as it goes on, my blood line is the purest and well let’s just say that with my blood lines I have the résumé to take over the family legacy.”

“okay.”

“well I’ve moved ever since I turned 12. Accidents have occurred about every couple of years since that fall. so my aunt got tired of trying to keep track of me so I had to move up here. And either my parents move with me or they never see me again. Well I’m more of like their pet they can’t exactly bring back to the pet store so they came with me.”

“wow.”

“yeah. The last accident that happened in Arizona was that I was found out by the natives. They don’t like my family history. My family doesn’t exactly make the natives pot of tea.”

“so either you move or face prosecution.’

“you could say that.”

“well now that I know your story, can we go on living?”

“yeah and Gerard I trust you.”