REVOLTING NIGHTS

"A storm brewing "

SUNNY ROWEN (PRESENT):

I open my eyes as my vision blurs.

I stare at a white ceiling hoping everything would make sense. One thing this life has taught me is hoping has never done me good so thats no option.

"Tris " I call out my voice barely coming out in a whisper .

"He's not here , i see nicole hovering over me as I lay in a hospital bed.

"what happened?"

"you fainted. " nicole answers my question.

"what did tris find out that enraged him this much ?" I ask genuinely curious.

Nicole stops whatever she was doing on her phone and looks at me. she gives me an apathetic look.

"Thats not my story to tell sunny. when the time comes you'll know".

I don't know what to make of her words so I sit in silence as the nurse comes and checks up on me.

As I'm walking home with nicole she turns to me

"I believe this was sent to you" she hands me an envelope with my name on it. this letter seems oddly familiar. I look at nicole for some sort of explanation and all she says is that she found it in the mailbox.

When I walk in my house from the front door it seems as mom has left so I go up to my room , pack my bag for school tomorrow and check my mail. After being free of small tasks I sit on the edge of my bed and my envelope clutched in my hand.

Suddenly it rings in my head. This is the letter I sent to my father when I was younger. When I was younger I used to sit fir hours writing my father letters and I always sent them but never got a reply. I never once stopped believing in him but then I started to give up and it seemed as so my letters were of no worth to him so I gave up.

What I can't get is how or why this letter is in my hand again? how did he send it back and why did he?

I also once overheard mom saying he was shifting to a different neighborhood so all of this was very odd to me .

And its impossible for a year old letter to be still found in the mailbox because I checked to make sure they were delivered. All of this was done behind my mothers back.

My phone rings hauling me out of thoughts.