A New Mysterious Life

Chapter Seven
Claire's Thoughts and the Call

Claire's point of view

    I walk around Jarod and walk out the door. Hmmm..... I wonder why it would be weird if he and I liked each other. Maybe he knows something that I don't. Maybe it has to do with those adoption pictures that I found in my family's attic. I don't really know why I think it has to do with the adoption papers, but I got a feeling that is about them. Hmmmm..... Maybe we are related. There was a picture of a little girl that had the same name as me but had a different last name. I was so confused and scared that I didn't tell my mom. I kept the papers between my mattress and box spring, so they wouldn't know where they were. I wonder if they are still there.  I haven't been in my room at my parent's house for so long. I haven't been there since I moved out in the middle of college when I was around 20. It was around when Alexandra's parents disappeared. I am now 33 years old. I work at a hospital for people with special powers. Most people don't know of this hospital. It is well hidden in the woods. I have approached the door of the room Jarod told me that Alexandra's is sitting in. I open the door and see her sitting there on a chair with her face in her hands. I wonder what she is thinking. I hope she hasn't been waiting long.
    "Hey, Jarod told me you needed to go the bathroom. I came straight away. I hope you haven't been waiting long," I say to her worried.
    "Jarod's a playboy. You shouldn't like him. He is just trying to get as many girls to like him. He doesn't love anyone and nobody is really special to him," Alexandra suddenly blurts out.
    "Ummmm....... I never said I liked him. I just said that I used to like him. He knows that now. Before I came here, he and I talked about it. He said it would be weird if we liked each other. Which I thought was strange," I say.
    "That's strange because he said to me that he wanted you to like him. Well, anyways I am sorry that I just blurted that out. I am just mad at him and I just wanted to get that off my chest," she says.
    "Oh hmm..... I wonder why he wants me to like him, even though he says it would be strange? It's fine. Why are you mad at him? We need a wheelchair to take you to the bathroom." I say. I look around and luckily there is one right there beside the door. I go and grab it and bring it up to where she is sitting.
    "Yea it's strange and for no reason," she says hesitantly as she looks up at me.
    "Ok, I will ask no more. It looks like it would be uncomfortable for you to talk about. Do you need help getting in the chair?" I ask.
    "No I don't need any help," she says as she gets up wobbly and sits in the wheelchair. She gets comfortable and rolls herself around towards me. "Can you tell me which direction to go in?" she asks me.
    "Of course. I would love to help you with that. I can't believe how accepting you are to these things. You don't complain. You don't ask for much. You are just trying to do things yourself. It's amazing. Well, I guess you get that from your mother. She used to never want help from anybody. She just wanted to figure things out by herself. I admired that about her," I say thinking about the past.
    "Thank you so much. I guess I am like that. I wish I knew my mother and could meet her. I feel like she would be amazing," she says looking back at me smiling. She rolls herself to the door.
    "You’re welcome! Yes, you are. Your mother was amazing. You two would get along very well. Here I'll help you get the door," I say. I open the door for her. "Go to the right," I say.
    "Thanks!" She says as she rolls herself out the door and to the right. I help her all the way to the bathroom.

Jarod's point of view while Claire and Alexandra are in the bathroom.

    I grab my cell phone out of my jacket pocket and I dial up a phone number I haven't called for a long time. It is Claire's parents home phone. Hopefully, they haven't changed their phone number. I click to call and wait a while until someone picks up.
    A familiar voice says, "Hello, Who is this?" Claire's mother says with a kind voice.
    "Hey, it's me, Jarod. I have called to talk about Claire," I say.
    "Oh my, is that really you? I haven't heard from you for a long time. I was a little worried that you were not doing well. Before you ask if you can tell Claire. I'll say that Claire's father and I have been talking about this and we have decided that you can tell her. We think she might know already. The adoption papers we hid in the attic have disappeared. We don't know if she found them or a mouse tore them up or something like that. I think it would be best if you told her soon," Claire's mother says to me.
    "Yep, it is me and I am doing fine don't worry. Thank you! Today I almost said it by accident, when I asked if she still liked me or not. She said that I was only a friend and by accident, I said that it would be weird if we liked each other. I just wanted to tell her why it was weird, but I knew I couldn't before I asked you. So that's why I called you. I wonder if she was the one that found the papers. She is probably confused if she did," I say.
    "It's fine. You have grown up to be a very thoughtful, young man. I am glad you thought of what we wanted before you told Claire. Well, I have to go back to watering my plants. I hope you have a great day and I hope you call us again. You may call us anytime you would like. Bye," she says to me nicely.
    "Yea I guess I have and I'll let you go back to watering your plants. Have a nice day! Bye!" I say before I hang up. I am so glad that she is letting me tell Claire everything that I have been keeping to myself. It will feel so good telling her. I wonder if she is gonna like that I am her younger brother. I hope we act more like siblings than like friends. I have always been so lonely without siblings. Well, I did have all my friends, but they were not there when I had family gatherings. Which was when mom and I would go to my grandmother’s house to have dinner for my birthday. It was always boring without someone around my age. My mom and her mother would always talk about adult stuff like politics and taxes. It was so boring. I am probably going to tell Claire as soon as I see her.