Emotionless - Chapter 4

She makes me laugh, she'll make me cry, and when we talk she wonders why........... With the things she says I wanna die.

Joel looked at his notebook there was 5 minutes left in his 9th period class and he had been working on this song for months. No one knew he had been writing songs he kept it to himself. He even sometimes wrote about his father. Cuz your all I wanted to find.. he thought that sounds good.. hmm. Joel thought to himself. He looked up at the white clock on the wall. 2, 1.... RING! It was over he only had 2 more days left of school and he felt this summer was going to be long and dragged out. He went to his locker and quickly ran towards the front of the school where the bus was. He was almost the last one on the bus. He sat next to Jina who was sitting in the back with her headphones on. Next to them was Benji and Heather and in the front was Billy and Ashley and their crew. She looked over at him from her daydream out the window and smiled.

"hey",he mouthed grabbing her hand. She smiled at him and looked back out the window. He opened up his notebook and looked at the lyrics he had written down. He took out his pen and jotted down.. cuz your all i wanted to find...he looked over at Jina who was listening to her music and mouthing the words.

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After Jina got off the bus she made herself a bowl of ice cream and went up to her room. She shut the door and made sure it was locked. Then she walked over to her computer which was next to the window where Joel had crawled in the night before.After her computer booted up she went online to check if she had gotten email from search. She opened up her email and she saw a response.

Dear Jina Taylor,
We have recently recieved an email saying that you'd like to search for your biological parents, we need your name, your age, when you were brought to the adoption center, what adoption center, and your parents names, also what hospital you were born at. We hope that we can help you find your parents. Good luck.
Sincerley
Samantha Lynn Yoku

Jina smiled as she wrote down all of the information they had asked her. She heard a knock on the door.

"I'll be right there hang on one second",she said hideing the email. She went to the door and opened it up to see Heather standing there.

"Hi",she said. Jina looked at her.

"Can we talk?",Heather questioned.

"Yah..",Jina let her in and then shut her door.

"Looking at porno sites again?",Heather questioned trying to make Jina smile a little. Jina looked at her.

"Yah..",she said with a little smirk.

"Listen..", Heather stated sitting on her bed.

"Im sorry I called you self centered and I dont hate you I was really angry and Im really sorry",Heather stated. Jina looked at Heather and sat down on the bed next to her.

"It really hurt me when you said that it was better before I came.... and that you hated me",Jina looked down.

"I know.. and I was just I dont know.. but you do get a lot of attention Jina..", Heather looked at her.

"Im sorry.. Im sensitive.. but.. I",heather got up from the bed and walked over to the computer. She began to click around the different things she saw on the screen.

"Heather what are you.....", she saw Heather pull up the email.

"Whats this Jina?", she questioned looking over at her then back at the screen.

"Nothing",Jina ran over and tried to take the mouse. Heather began to read the letter.

"You wanna leave us?",Heather questioned her eyes were a little teary becuase she thought it was all her fault Jina wanted to leave.

"No.. I just wanna know who my real parents are..",Jina said.

"Why didn't you tell me? I thought we were close and we could talk Jina...",Heather looked at her.

"Im sorry.. im just...", Jina looked at her and walked over to her bed. She layed down and placed her head on her pillow. Heather looked at her.

"Im sorry Jina.. I dont want you to leave here",Heather walked over to her bed and placed her hand on Jina's back.

"I dont want to leave but I think im old enough to know who my real parents are",Jina said.

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"Joel could you please wash the dishes?",his mom asked as he began to clear the table.

"Why can't Benj do it he's not doing anything else",Joel responded.

"Benji's going to do the laundry..",she said.

"Yah.. so shut your mouth Joel!",Benji said.

"Boys please.. Benji go do the laundry",she told him. He got up from his seat and hit Joel as he left.

"Benjaman!",she shouted.

"Sorry mom",he said as he walked to go find the clothes in everyones hampers. Sarah looked confused. She hadn't touched a single bite on her plate.

"Sarah are you going to eat any of that?",Joel questioned kneeling on the floor. She shook her head and tears fell from her brown eyes.

"I miss daddy!",she cried. Even tho she was 12 years old she was very skinny and light Joel stood up and placed her on his lap as he held her.

"Me too Sarah it's okay tho",he tried to calm her down. He looked over at his mom who had tears in her eyes. She got up and walked over to the two she took sarah in her arms and held her. Joel watched as his mom and sister cried their eyes out.

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Jina stood at the bus stop earlier then usual to avoid any contact with her "mother". She sat down on the bench and waited for everyone to come.

"Jina...",she heard Joel's voice say. He was practically running towards her.

"Heather called me last night",he sat down next to her.

"Why would she call you?", Jina looked confused.

"She said something like your trying to find your parents",Joel questioned.

"Yah.. why can't I find my real parents?", Jina was confused no one wanted her to find them but she just had to.

"I don't want you to be dissapointed.. if they don't wannt to meet you and such...",he said.

"Joel.. I can handle this please.. don't worry", Jina gave him a reassuring smile.

"Just dont get hurt.. you've suffered enought pain with being adopted..", he said.

"Joel.. I'll be fine",she told him. He smiled and gave her a hug.

~*~

"Hey guys",they heard Benji said. They looked over to see Benji and Heather holding hands.

"Guys whats up?",Jina smiled looking at the two. Heather blushed and looked at Benji.

"We talked",was his response. Heather smiled.

"Heather! you didn't tell me this..",Jina said.

"I know we were wrapped up in other things.. so I didn't say anything", she smiled.

"Aww this is cute",Joel said.

"Im not cute jackass!",Benji stated. The bus came just as Ashley sadly followed behind Billy.

~*~

That day after school Jina went to her computer again to check her email. She threw her bag on her bed and ran over to the computer.

"Welcome"

"You've got mail". She clicked the mailbox and sure enought there was another email.

Dear Jina Taylor,
Congratulations we found your parents, they live on 4150 Seagal BLVD. Waldorf, MD 26789(made up addy duh lol). and the number is 225-456-7696. We want to thank you for using our service and we hope you pay Mrs. Leanne Pratt and Mr. Scott Pratt a visit. If you have any questions you may email me back.
Sincerley,
Samantha Lyn Yoku

Jina's eyes lit up and tears began to fall from her eyes. She quickly hit the print botton and placed the address in her bag. She ran over to Benji and Joel's house which was a few houses down. She rang the door bell.

"Hey Sarah sweeti is Joel here?", she looked down at Sarah.

"Yeah", she said with a smile letting Jina inside.

"Joeley!!! Jina's here!",she yelled. A few minutes later Joel came down the stairs.

"Hey Jee what are you doing here?", he questioned her giving her a quick hug. Jina trembled as she went into her bag. She held up the peice of paper with her parents address.

"Jee you found them... are you gonna go see them?", he questioned.

"Yah.. but I need you to come with me",she looked down at her shoes.

"I'll come..",he said grabbing her hand. She smiled and he ran off to go and get his shoes. No more than a few seconds later he came pileing down the stairs.

"Ready?",he questioned.

"Yah",she smiled.

"Where do they live?",he questioned as they were walking down the street.

"They live right near blockbuster in town",she said.

"Thats right up the block!", he smiled. She nodded. She walked happily over to a little white stucko house. She saw some lady in the front yard gardening. Jina looked at the lady she looked exaclty like her. She had the same shape and the same long brown hair. When she turned her head she looked like her as well.

"Thats her Joel", Jina whispered from the other side of the street. The street was pretty small so they had a perfect view of the house. Jina had the biggest smile on her face.

"You gonna go over there?", he questioned placing his arm around her.

"I dont know should I?", she questioned. Just then a blue car pulled up in front of them. Jina looked in to see her "mother" in the car.

"Shit",Jina stated tears started falling from her eyes.

"JINA WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN HERE?",she scolded. She looked over to see Jina's mom planting flowers. "GET IN THIS CAR RIGHT NOW! Joel you too im gonna take you home!". Jina just stood there.

"YOU DONT WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH HER JINA GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!",she yelled. Jina didn't want to listen she grabbed onto Joel.

"No Im not going with you!",She yelled.

"Joel help me out a little!",she told him. Joel slowly started to push Jina towards the car.

"YOUR ON HER SIDE NOW?", Jina yelled at Joel and backed away into the car.

"No Jina.. but maybe this can wait.. maybe there's an explination why your not aloud over here.. come on just get in the car",he said.

"How dare you go on her side", Jina opened the car door and slid in Joel slid in after her and sat as close to her as possable.

"Jina.. I dont know how many times I used to tell you to stay away form this part of town.. it's the bad part of town.. I dont want you anywhere near here again or near that women do you understand me?", she yelled she looked in her mirror.

"JINA ANSWER ME DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!", she yelled again as she stopped at a stop sign. Jina didn't answer she was looking out the window with tears pouring from her eyes. She felt them watching her. She got fustrated and gave up trying to talk to Jina. Joel placed his arm gently around Jina and she burried her face in his white shirt and sobbed.

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