CHAPTER 8

JAYDEN’S P.O.V.

“So, are you going to tell me what the hell is going on?” Jared demanded once we were in my room. Rain and Aron also had followed us too and both were staring between me and Jared with avid looks.

“I am just not feeling well,” I sighed as I gave a pointed look towards Rain and Aron.

“Oh really,” Rain rolled her eyes at me and I sometimes forget she is only eight years old girl. But she doesn’t look it, and her words and actions definitely do not look it. Well, did mine when I was little! Mom dad always said Jared and I used to speak like we were sixteen when we were barely five years old. And dad often recalls and laugh that I had smacked him on his shoulders accusing him that mom left us because of him – well, mom was actually kidnapped! The worst eight weeks of my life.

“Really Rainy,” I smiled at my sister.

“Then why has mom broadcasted in our heads that we are to leave you alone,” Aron growled. He was eleven years old and looked it. He was as tall as I am but