Chasing My Dreams

Chapter 2 (Chelsea)

Jen and I are both just staring at one another. What kind of message is that? Why would she write this and not tell us? Was their death a murder, it sounds like she knew it was coming... did they kill themselves? I am so confused - both Jen and I grab one another and just start crying.

Our parents Kris and Jeff were in their late 40's when they passed they were young, fun and loving parents. They treated us like we were the most precious possessions and gave us everything they could in this life. My parents made every holiday special, every birthday extravagant and every day with them one to cherish. They claim now that Jennifer is adopted - but, no one would ever even know based on how much love and affectionate they had to both of us. They never missed a school function, sporting event or concert we were in. They were ALWAYS there. When they passed it debilitated both of us, more me because I felt the burden of their death but my sister took the reins and took over in place of them because she knew it was what they would have wanted.

My parents death left us with a substantial amount of money allowing us to still continue to maintain our daily lives while we finished school and eventually college, then we would have to fend for ourselves. My sister created a routine for us, and we stuck to it - we checked in all the time, she made sure bills were paid, dinner was done, homework was done and she too never missed anything after their death. I was incredibly lucky. I peer up at my beautiful sister and thank god that my parents adopted her because, I would be so lost without her.

I look over at the clock and realize I am about to be late for school, she tosses me the keys and insists I have a good last day of high school and that we will figure this all out. I smile at her because, I know if I have her we will be alright, we will figure this all out.

School is school, people wish me happy birthday and I get through the day in once piece. I don't know if its because of the information from this morning, but I haven't felt good all day, my stomach is in knots - I just cant seem to shake this awful feeling. Not to mention, I have never really enjoyed school - I've always dreamed of becoming a doctor, I just hate the school atmosphere. I am graduating in the top ten of my class of 950 so I have no shame in saying I just don't like school. I played basketball till my parents died, I continued on with Volleyball because my mother loved it and we would play together outside for hours. I had a couple friends but I mostly hung out with my family and my sister. I never dated, wasn't for me and every guy that showed interest in me there was no desire within me to date them. At one point I thought I might be a lesbian because I had no desire for men - but, I kissed one of my best friends to see, and nope not for me. I get through school and I am walking out of the building amongst a huge crowd of kids all just eager to be leaving this school for the last time.

Me, I am just ready to get home and figure out what the hell is going on with my sister and my life. Why now, why after all this time. I still haven't felt well into the afternoon, but I toughed it out and I'm on the way out to my car when I see a man who appears to be in his early 30's - easily could be a dad, but I observe a lot and I have never seen him before. He is a couple yards away but I can smell him - he almost smells like Eucalyptus and peppermint. Odd, why can I smell him. Suddenly I hear someone... in my head? "Chelsea, don't be alarmed - my name is Sven I am the man standing in front of you. Everything is ok, but I will be coming by soon to talk to you in regards to what your parents have asked of me. Not tonight, I can see you are not well. Take care, read through the documents and please...take care of yourself. I will see you soon." I looked back up, and he was gone.

Did I imagine that? I take my phone out and text my sister, "On my way home, I think I just met Sven."

My sister responds: "Get home, be safe."

Odd, that's not like her, all formal. I shrug it off. I get into my car and look at myself in the review mirror. Did my eye color change a bit? Weird they are almost hazel now instead of my green eyes. I look extremely pale too which is unlike me, I like in Florida. This whole day just seems beyond strange.

Driving home I listen to my dads favorite song, "Ants Marching" - by Dave Matthews band and remember how much I enjoyed listening to music with him and my mom. They had great taste in music, loved all different kinds and allowed us to expierence everything under the sun on car rides. Music surrounded my life, there seemed to be some type of anthem for everything in my life. I never was able to relate to Taylor Swift like every other girl in the world, but never thought too much of it. I was just one of the girls but I kept to myself and stayed away from heart break.

The next song that pops on is, "Satellite" by Dave again... and I begin to tear up. This is the song my father told me he would dance with me at, at my wedding. I am listening to the lyrics and all I can think of how much I wish I could have danced with him. How I wish I could find a love like my parents but mostly how if I do ever get married I hope to play this song and dance with my sister.

I think about my sister and wonder if she will ever find love too? I know she has been in and out of relationships but in the last couple years she has focused on taking care of us and going to school. I know she was looking forward to hearing if she got this internship for the summer - which would mean I would be home alone until I start college in the fall in Michigan.

I pull in the driveway, my sisters car is not there. This is weird... I feel like I am going to vomit because my hearts pounding out of my chest. I get into the house and on the counter there is a note,

Chelly,

Don't panic. You did see Sven today. I am currently with him, please don't worry. I am trying to figure out everything and work through the words mom and dad said to us. Sven has been a friend of mom and dads for a long time. Chels, I knew him too. Please listen to me. Don't leave the house in the next couple days, Sven and I will explain everything when we find some answers. I don't mean to leave you in the dark but right now I promise, I am protecting you and please don't be stupid. Sit your ass on the couch and I will see you when I get home.

Love

Jenny

2 notes in one day, most people would think they are popular, but both of my notes indicate someone leaving me. Why is this happening.