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We arrived after close to an hour with rain heavily pouring, and without even thinking of the downpour I stepped out of the van and stood in the open air staring at the house, so obscured by showers that I could hardly see the silhouettes and the windows that now suddenly felt ominous with the lights coming through and slightly lighting my path to the door. Honestly, had it been earlier and not as dark as it was, I would have probably run off, who would willingly stay in the same house of someone who said something like that after telling you to give yourself to a stranger for the good of anything? I wasn't any kind of hero, I didn't want to do it, and his reaction was telling me that I essentially wasn't actually his responsibility, that I was merely an adopted daughter, less important than his own kids, at least that's how it felt to me who was being put in an increasingly harder to get out of situation. "Mikayla let's talk," Alexander called to me but before I could even finish hearing his words my legs were already moving on their own, I wanted nothing to do with him, I wanted to leave, I'd felt alone all my life, I've been treated differently from Austin and Anna, and if he was really being truthful then that made perfect sense, I wasn't really his kid, that was ridiculous, but somewhere in my mind as soon as I heard him say it I was almost completely certain that he was being truthful, I didn't belong among the hunts… it always felt wrong. I stormed up to the door through the rain and opened it, and there stood Austin at the entrance waiting for us, apparently, he was the opposite and had been blessed with a good day since he was already home. "Are you okay?" He asked, but again I wanted to be left alone, I pushed passed him so hard he slammed into the wall behind me and knocked over the coat racks, and I just left him there as his sister rushed up to him and helped him to his feet. Katherine, my mom of twenty years was coming from the kitchen, but I was already out of sight by the time she realised it was me passing, and by the time she could start coming up the stairs after calling to me I had already locked the door to my room and slid down to the ground, it was too much. "Kay open the door." Alexander came by and stood there, I could hear the water from his coat hitting the floor behind me, and by the sound of his breathing, he'd run up the stairs too. "Is it true?" I asked out, and for an entire minute it felt like the world had been frozen, I couldn't hear the water, and I couldn't hear his breathing, it felt like I was alone for the first time in my life, truly alone. After he'd taken all that time to reply, I'd lost interest in hearing what he had to say, I slowly stood up, walked over to my bathroom and locked that door behind me again. Too many things had happened in one day, and I was having one hell of a time processing it, I needed a break, so I did the only thing I normally would to calm myself and think, I stood before the mirror and stared at myself from the crown of my head to my feet. "It'll pass right?" I asked myself and felt apprehension again bloom in the pits of my stomach as I looked myself in the eyes, these blue eyes, weren't mine at all, I reached for my kit behind the mirror and quickly removed the contacts, at first I hated my green eyes, they meant I should always hide from everyone; not even my uncles and aunts were allowed to see them, that's what I was told, but until this moment I'd never openly questioned why, but even if I thought about the number of things I had hidden for a split second, it all fell apart, my entire identity, my entire life was nothing but a lie, a stupid lie that I dumbly believed and blindly followed, I'd never felt like a bigger i***t, I'd gone around actually thinking I was part of a triplet when in reality I probably wasn't even born the same day as them, all those memories I cherished, they suddenly felt empty. I didn't know what to do or how to move from that point on, it wasn't something I had ever imagined would happen to me, but then amidst that I remembered the most pressing issue still; the Johnson brothers, and the fact that I belonged to Jason, literally, as if I was some kind of pet, I belonged to someone else, I didn't feel protected, I didn't feel safe, I felt like a caged bird. "What do I do?"
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