16. Going Home

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As I started to slowly gain consciousness for a second time, I was sitting in someone's arms

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As I started to slowly gain consciousness for a second time, I was sitting in someone's arms.

Someone who I defiantly was not familiar with.

"Ahh, rise and shine sleeping beauty" a deep, masculine voice spoke from above me.

This caused me to sit bolt upright, which I really wish I hadn't done in the first place.

I had a pounding headache in the back of my head.

"Emi, I think you scared the poor girl shitless" another voice laughed.

I could feel us moving, but I wasn't sure.

I had no idea who these people were, all I knew was that they were talking about me as I sat in one of their arms.

"Who are you and where am I?" I croaked out.

I just wanted to be back home, where everyone forgot about me.

Not the centre of attention

"We are your brothers. Didn't Rafael and Nicolas tell you?" the boy from the front had turned around in his seat so that he was facing us.

"No. What were they supposed to tell me?" I questioned.

It was then that I realized I was sitting on – who I presumed – was Emi's lap.

I had no idea who he was or why I was sitting in his lap.

"Well, turns out you were stolen from us when you were just about 2 years old. We are your real family" the boy from the front reached his hand towards my face as he gently cupped my cheek.

It felt so normal but so new at the same time.

Like I was used to being touched this way

"Is it just you two?" I questioned, as the boy let go of my cheek.

I longed to have his hand on my cheek, caressing it, but that was too much for the moment.

I would ruin the moment.

"Well there is Alejandro, who is meeting all of us at the airport with our parents" the boy gave a soft smile.

"Where is Rafael and Ben? Are they coming with us? What about Liam, Nic, Bella, Madi, and Mat?" the questions just rolled off of my tongue before I could even stop them.

I was never normally this talkative around new people, but these people seemed so familiar.

I didn't even know their names.

"Who is Bella, Madi and Mat?" the boy from the front returned.

The man who was holding me hadn't really spoken much, nor the driver.

"They're my siblings, aren't they?" I questioned back.

"I think she's talking about the Garcia children. They were probably like her siblings" the man who was holding me, responded to the boy in front.

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