Revelations (The Revelations Series Book 1) (15 page)

I miss you,

Love Jenna

 

Just as she was putting the journal under her mattress for safekeeping she heard someone knocking on her door. She hurried over, unlocked it and opened it to see Alex standing there.

“So, how do you like your room?” he asked as he strolled in and sat down on the bed.

“It’s fine. How’s yours?”

“It’s the same as this without the window seat. So, do you think you’ll like it here?” he asked as he looked around her room.

“Actually I do. It seems like a nice place. What about you? You were really quiet on the trip here.”

“I’m fine, just thinking some things over. This place seems okay, we just have to remember to lay low and stick to our cover story.”

“What is our cover story?” Jenna asked.

“Our parents’ jobs were transferred to China and instead of dragging us there they let us stay here with our Aunt Arlene so we could graduate on time.”

“That’s a good excuse. What’s our last name this time?”

“Connors. We’re going to say Arlene was our father’s sister. Arlene already has all the paper work she needs to sign us up for school. I know how much you wanted to go, so we’ll try it here. But, it’s important you don’t use your abilities.”

Jenna felt a wave of annoyance. “Why would I do a stupid thing like that?”

“I just mean that we don’t know when something will trigger you to use them,” Alex pointed out. “Like getting angry at some stupid teenager for being mean.”

Jenna shook her head; she couldn’t believe Alex had just suggested she couldn’t control her abilities. “Please, Alex, I can handle my emotions. But, I’ll make sure to be extra careful if that makes you happy.”

“It does. I have to help Arlene finish the paper work later so we can start school when the summer’s over.”

“Thanks for taking care of all of that. It’s a relief to know we can at least try and be normal teenagers again.” Jenna said.

Alex stood up. “Arlene said I could take her car into town to look around. Do you want to come?” Alex asked as he headed toward the door.

“No thanks,” Jenna told Alex as she sat back down on the window seat. The truth was, she didn’t want to do anything but sit here.

“Okay, I’ll see you later.” Alex left the room closing the door and leaving her alone again.

Finally, she was alone. She glanced at the photo on the nightstand and was suddenly overwhelmed by the past week. She covered her face with her hands and cried.

 

 

 

 

 

 

JENNA
pulled the covers over her head, closed her eyes and moaned. The memory of her mother’s body lying on the floor crept into her head. She scrunched her eyes tight trying to force the image out of her mind.

She couldn’t believe her life had come to this. Her only reason for living this horrible complicated life was now gone; murdered by the same people who hunted her.

Jenna threw the blankets off and reluctantly climbed out of bed. She glanced around the room and thought about getting dressed, but ultimately decided against it. She didn’t have the energy to change out of her pajamas and into regular clothes. It wasn’t as if she was going anywhere anyway.

She made her way over to the window seat and plopped down. She wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting there staring out the window at the orchard when she heard a soft knock on her bedroom door.

“Jenna, honey, it’s me, Arlene. Can I come in?” Arlene asked through the door.

Jenna sighed. She really wasn’t in the mood to talk. “Come on in,” she reluctantly mumbled, her gaze never wavering from the view outside her window.

Arlene came into the room with a cup in her hand. “I thought you might like some tea.”

Jenna glanced at Arlene. “No thanks,” she murmured returning her gaze out the window.

Arlene set the cup down on the dresser then sat down next to Jenna on the window seat.

“Jenna, I’m not going to pretend I know how you feel, because I don’t. I can’t even imagine what it would be like to lose my mom when I was a teenager. Finding out about your true heritage, then losing your mom shortly after I’m sure has taken its toll on you. Arlene paused. “I’m worried about you. You’ve been here for almost two weeks and you’ve barely come out of your room. Alex is trying to give you the space you need to heal, but he’s worried too.”

Jenna turned and looked at Arlene. “I’m sorry I’m being such a bother. I can go if you want.”

Arlene took Jenna’s hand into hers. “No, that’s not what I want. I just wish I knew how to make things easier for you. Maybe if you get out of the house for a while? Maybe take a hike on the trails I told you about?”

“Maybe tomorrow, I’m not feeling up to it today.”

Arlene forced a weak smile. “Well, if you need anything feel free to ask.”

Jenna nodded, waited until Arlene left the room then made her way back to her bed and climbed under the covers again. She knew Arlene meant well, but she just wanted to be left alone to figure things out.

A few hours later, there was another knock on her door.

“Jenna, I’m coming in,” Alex called from outside the door. He opened it and walked into the room.

“Go away, Alex,” she mumbled again without bothering to uncover her head. She was in no mood to talk to anyone.

“I’m not going away this time,” Alex responded. “It’s about time you got out of bed, went outside and got some fresh air.

“No!” Jenna exclaimed from under her covers. “I don’t want to.”

Alex walked over and sat on the edge of her bed. “You know, Jenna, I understand you’re still upset over your mom’s death, but it’s been over two weeks and the only time you’ve come out of this room is to eat.”

“So,” Jenna replied.

“It’s not healthy.” Alex pulled the covers off her head. “You need to come downstairs, hangout, watch some TV, or at least take a walk. It’s the only way you’ll start to feel better.”

Jenna pulled the blanket back up over her head. “I’m fine. Now, please, go away.”

Alex stood up and yanked the blankets off the bed. “Damn it, Jenna, don’t you see I’m worried about you,” he exclaimed. “You’ve been cooped up in this room for way too long. Now, get your butt in the shower, get dressed and come downstairs and have some lunch with Arlene and me, or I’ll throw you in the shower.” Alex stood up, glared at Jenna and waited.

Jenna sat up in bed. “You know, Alex, sometimes you irritate me,” she said as she climbed out of bed.

“Jenna, please just take a shower and come downstairs. Arlene is really worried.”

Jenna folded her arms across her chest. “I don’t see what the big deal is. So what if I want to sleep all day. It’s my life, not yours.”

“So what?” Alex asked sarcastically. “First of all,” he exclaimed. “It’s not just
your
life, it’s mine too. What do you think will happen if they find us again and all you’ve done is waste your time up here not practicing your abilities? We’ll be killed. That’s what. And, I didn’t sign up for that.” Alex ran his hand through is hair. “I promised your mom I would take care of you and that’s what I’m going to do. If you don’t want to start feeling better for yourself, then do it for your mom.”

Jenna glared at Alex, “Don’t you bring her into this.”

“Why not? This is, after all, because she died. Now, you’re going to let the people who killed her get away with it.” Alex took a deep breath, and then slowly released it. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” he said.

Jenna felt as if she had been slapped in the face. “Yes, you did,” she whispered as she sat on the bed. “I’m sorry. I just don’t know what’s wrong with me lately. I can’t seem to find the energy to do anything.”

Alex sat down next to Jenna. “There’s nothing wrong with you. Your mom just died, it’s perfectly normal to feel this way. I know I did.”

“How did you get over it?” Jenna asked.

“I didn’t. After I escaped the Denson Institute, I did what you’re doing. Then one day I realized that she wouldn’t want me living that way. So, I got up, took a shower and tried my best to live my life. It was hard at first, but each day it got a little easier.”

Jenna sat quite for a moment, then turned toward Alex. “Can I ask you a question and get an honest answer?” she asked.

“Sure, what is it?”

“Well, every now and then you blame God for the things that have happened to you. Why? Do you honestly think he’s the one hunting us?”

Alex rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m not going to lie to you, Jenna. I don’t know. If I had to choose a side, I’m not sure which one I would choose. I mean demons are demons, but they have never pretended to be anything else. And, how do we know they are truly evil? Remember Lucifer was once an Angel and he was cast from heaven just because he didn’t agree with God.

“But, God on the other hand; he pretends to be this almighty being who forgives creatures of their sins. But, if that was true, why didn’t he forgive Lucifer? And, why does he consider us abominations. He never even gave our kind a chance. I mean just because he didn’t like that his almighty Angels went against him and got human women pregnant he tried to kill us all before we could be born. Then, when that didn’t work, when he found the ones that survived he offered them a choice, side with him or die. What kind of God does that?”

Jenna was stunned. She never knew Alex had such strong feeling against God. “But, he allowed your father to stay with you. He can’t be all that bad if he allowed that.”

“Jenna, I think you misunderstood me. When I said my father raised me, it was because he was hiding from God. When God finally managed to find him he was taken back to heaven and less than a week later my mom was killed and I was taken hostage.” Alex stood up and walked over to the window, looked out for a moment then turned back around. “Listen, Jenna, each of us has to make our own decisions on God. So you need to be ready to choose a side, because sooner or later you’re going to have to.”

“Thanks for being honest with me. I never knew you felt that way.”

“Well, now you do.” Alex headed for the door, stopped and looked back. “Please come downstairs,” he asked before he left the room closing the door behind him.

Jenna grabbed some clothes out of her dresser and headed for the bathroom. Alex had some good points, but she wasn’t sure she agreed with him. All she really wanted right now was to try to live a normal life. Sooner or later she would find out which side killed her mom, and then she would exact her revenge. But, before she could do that, she needed to be stronger, much stronger.

She quickly showered, got dressed, and then headed downstairs for some lunch. Alex was right; although she didn’t feel back to her old self, she did feel a little better.

 

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Sheena glided up beside the truck and listened while the couple argued.

“What do you mean you want to break up?” the girl exclaimed.

“I’m sorry,” the boy responded. “I just don’t feel the same way anymore. I think it’s better if we see other people.”

Sheena smiled. She had seen this couple around town and the girl was a perfect choice for her to possess.

“Is there someone else?” the girl asked.

“No, there’s not. How do you expect there to be someone else? When I wasn’t at work I was with you. I told you, I just don’t feel the same as I did when we first started dating a few months ago.”

“No, I won’t let you do this. I won’t let you break up with me. Not now.”

“Come on,” the boy shook his head. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

The girl opened the truck door and climbed out. “You can call me when you’ve come to your senses,” she said then started to walk away toward a car that was parked behind the truck.

“I’m not going to call; you have to accept that it’s over,” he yelled out the window as he started his truck.

“I’ll be waiting for your apology,” she yelled back as she climbed into her car and started the engine.

Sheena watched as the boy shook his head in disbelief, and drove away. She glided through the back open window of the girl’s car, and waited only a moment. As soon as the girl turned to look over her shoulder to back out of the space, she struck. The girl never knew what hit her. Now, all she had to do was stay dormant until the moment presented itself, then she would use this poor girl to her full advantage.

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