"Make sure the alarm is set right after we leave Belle"
"We'll be back around 11 or midnight, bye now" Mrs. Johnson said leaving out the front door. I set the alarm and then loaded some dirty clothes into the laundry. I checked on the Johnson's children Cecilia and Michael who were still fast asleep. Then I checked on Jakob. My pride and joy. He was sleeping peacefully. I went over and kissed him on the forehead and whispered goodnight. After I left his room I went downstairs to watch TV. Cecilia had left it on MTV so when I turned on the TV I saw his face. I quickly turned the channel. A few minutes later I heard the doorbell ringing. "Now who could that be?" I wondered out loud. I wasn't supposed to let anyone into the house at night if the Johnsons' weren't there. it was one of their strictest rules. I looked out the peephole and gasped loudly. There he was. The handsome man I hadn't uttered a word to in over six years. The man whose face looked so much like a face I saw everyday and loved with all my heart.
"Go away" I said to him.
"Let me in Belle, its Brian"
"I know who it is, I'm not supposed to let anyone into the house after daylight, so go away."
"I don't care, I'm not going anywhere" He started pounding on the door.
"Stop that, you'll wake the kids!"
"Well let me in"
"No" He continued pounding until I sighed and opened the door. He looked at me and stepped in.
"Hello Isabelle, how long has it been, five years?"
"Six" I answered. He took a seat.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"Not even a hello Brian, how have you been?"
"I don't care how you've been, why the hell are you here?"
"Touchy aren't we?" he smirked.
Then his face turned serious. "My family wants to see your son, their relative, and I'm sure Mitch wants to see how his only child looks"
"What?"
"Mitch and everyone else in the family want to see you and Mitch's son" Wait a minute, did he really believe that Jakob was his Cousin Mitch's son, didn't he know that Jakob was his? I thought. I opened my mouth to correct him, but then I thought better of it. Why put myself in anymore predicament? He really believed that I would let him to continue to believe it.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because you are going back to Kentucky, he is apart of our family."
"I don't care, I'm not going back to Kentucky!"
"Yes you are"
Then I heard a car pull up. What were the Johnsons doing back so early, that had only been gone an hour!
"I'm in big trouble"
"All because of you!" I said coolly to him.
