Layla's Truth

This story might not make sense, but this is one of the ideas my mind has come up with in the last two days. I want to write it down so I can put more details into it and so I can have it down on paper.

Chapter 1: The Visit

Layla's POV

It was a nice night in Santa Fe. I was in a clearing in the woods with a huge group of Juniors from my school. The sky was clear, so you could see the stars. It was a little chilly, but that was fine. I was cuddling with the cutest guy ever, Juan Dungeon. We weren't dating, but we were close. Juan was my best friend ever and, unfortunately, a closet gay. I was his cover up. Not that I minded it, I just wished he was straight or bi so I could actually date him.

"Are you still cold?" Juan asked, a little uncomfortable. He would much rather have his arm around Dallas, my ex.

"Nah, not really," I replied. "Go ahead and try to talk to Dallas."

He gave me a thank-you smile while getting up from our log. He headed over to Dallas, who was sitting with my BFF Josie on a blanket. Dallas saw Juan coming over and his eyes lit up. Josie saw this and decided to come over to my log.

"What's up with you and the gay touch?" she asked as she sat down.

I laughed. "I have no clue," I replied honestly.

See, I seemed to be a gay guy magnet. All my exes either became gay or were bi to begin with. Not that I minded. I had wonderful relationships where the guy was actually sensitive to my feelings, but I want to know what it's like to date a completely straight guy.

She smiled. "Maybe Alex know," Josie said, teasing.

"Maybe," I said. "I would ask him, but he might just turn gay by me tapping his shoulder."

Josie laughed. "As much as that would suck, that would probably be what will happen."

"Ugh, why can't I find Mr. Perfect?" I exclaimed to the moon.

"Maybe because he's right behind you," a deep voice said, coming from near my left shoulder. As I turned that way, Alex put his head on my shoulder and smiled.

"Alex, I wouldn't do that," Josie said in a warning voice, but she couldn't keep her face straight.

"But I won't turn gay when I have someone as wonderful as Layla as my girlfriend," he said, hinting he wanted to date me. We both had huge crushes on each other, but we were afraid of losing our friendship.

"Sure you won't," I said, rolling my eyes. "Dallas said the same thing and look at him getting his mack on with Juan."

"That's Dallas, not me," he replied, rubbing my back.

"Fine, I guess we could try one date," I said. His face broke out into a smile. "But just one date, you understand?"

"Yes, yes I do," he said, nodding his head and smiling.

I smiled at him then looked at the moon. It was really bright and reminded me to look at my phone. When I pulled it out, it started to ring. My brother Cody was calling.

"Hello?" I said as I pressed the talk button.

"Where the hell are you?" he asked, panicking a little.

"At the usual hangout in the woods," I said, rolling my eyes. He knows I'm usually there on Friday nights. "Why?"

"You need to come home, now," he replied, his voice strained.

"Okay, okay, I'll get Alex to give me a ride," I said, standing up and pointing at Alex and Josie.

"All I have to say is hurry," he replied before hanging up on me.

"What's up?" Josie asked as I led the way out of the woods and to the cars.

"I need to go home for some reason," I said, rolling my eyes. "Cody sounded like it was important, but knowing him, he thinks if I forgot to run the dishwasher it's the end of the world."

"So why are we going?" Alex asked, opening the door for me and Josie.

"I just want to see if it's really worth ruining my Friday night," I said as I got in and buckled my seatbelt.

"Fair enough," Josie said as she buckled her seatbelt and closed the door. Alex was already strapped in and was starting the car.

"Well, let's get going," Alex said as he un-parked and started for my house.

As I walked to the front door of my family's two story house, the door started to open as if Cody saw me coming. I hurried, but then stopped in my tracks. Coming out of the house was an old women who seemed to be arguing with Cody as she came out of the house.

"You said she would be her five minutes ago!" she yelled, facing the door.

"I told her to hurry, so she must be close," Cody said coming out of the house to stand next to her. He saw me and relaxed a little. "She's right there."

The woman turned from Cody and faced me. She was obviously old, but she didn't seem frail. She had gray hair that she kept in a bob, electrifying blue eyes, and few wrinkles. Her skin was pale and she was short. She was wearing a navy blue suit with a skirt instead of pants and a periwinkle dress shirt.

"Fine, I'll stay for a little bit longer, but just to talk to her," she said, grumpy. "Don't even think about trying to offer me food, this is between me and her."

I realized I was just standing there, so I rushed to the door.

"Hi, I'm Layla," I said, putting my right hand out.

"Hello Layla, I'm Candy," she replied politely while she shook my hand. "You look so much like your mother and father."

"Um, thanks, but both my parents are blonde and have green eyes," I said, confused.

"Oh, right, sorry, I thought you were one of my grandchildren for a moment," she said, shaking her head. It felt like she had made a mistake, but not the one she gave me. I shrugged that feeling off. She was an old lady, it's easy for her to forget.

"Why don't I get the two of you in a quiet place of the house," Cody said, taking us by her hands and leading us to the bookcase in the living room. He pulled the red copy of TheJungleBook and part of the bookcase swung out to reveal a secret room. It was my favorite place to read. He turned on the lights, which showed a room the size of a regular bedroom. The walls were a nice shade of peach and were covered with a bunch of random pictures of friends and family. The carpet was a slightly dirty shade of white. There was a desk with MacPro in one of the corners and in the other corner was a group of bright colored easy chairs. There were two lamps, two near the easy chairs and one on the desk. It had a cozy feel about it that made it seem welcoming.

"Enjoy your conversation," Cody said after he pushed us in. He then quickly pushed the book back in.

"What's up with him?" we both asked at the same time once the door was shut.

"I don't know," I said, answering our question. It startled me that we asked the same questions at the same time. It seemed a little bit more then a coincidence.

"Oh well, let's sit down," Candy said, as she went to the green easy chair and sat down.

I followed her and sat down in the purple chair. "Um, no offense or anything, but why are you here?" I finally asked after a moment of awkward silence.

Candy shifted a little in her seat. "Well," she said as she started to wring her hands. "I'm here because of something that was recently discovered."

She looked up at me to see if I was following. I nodded as if to say go on.

"It's about your...godparents, the ones that you never met because they died shortly after your baptism."

"Oh, what about them?" I asked, knowing the story of how my godparents had been on their way back home after visiting us for my baptism when all of the sudden, a car ran into theirs and killed them both instantly.

"We finally found their will and they have left you a few things," Candy said. Now that was explaining the outfit. She was obviously a lawyer.

"Cool, like what?" I said, curious but not wanting to seem so.

"Um, I know it probably sounds weird, but all their possessions, their house, and their money," Candy said quickly.

"Seriously?" I asked, surprised. I had basically inherited everything from them and they were just my parents' friends who were lucky enough to be my godparents.

"I know it's a huge shock, believe me, it shocked me too. They didn't leave anything for their parents, but then again, they weren't expecting they would die before their parents," Candy said, seeming to be personally offended.

"Are you, like, one of their moms?" I asked, wondering if my suspicion was correct.

"I was Lizzy's mother," she said curtly.

"Oh, ok," I said. We settled into another moment of silence which she broke this time.

"The money has already been put into your account with the help of your parents. Everything else is at this address," she said handing me a piece of paper. "Visit it over a weekend or something. Just know that everything there is yours."

"I'll keep that in mind," I said as i slipped the piece of paper into my jeans pocket. "Do you need to go now?"

"Yes, I do. I've covered everything. If you have any questions, you can call me at this number," she said as she stood up and handed me a business card.

"I'll remember that," I said as I tucked the business card with the slip of paper and led her to where the door appears. I found the picture of a random black cat that was there when we moved in. I pushed in the nose and the door opened.

As we walked out, Candy turned to me and grabbed my shoulders. "I just really want you to know if you ever need help, not just legal help, I'll be there for you. Don't hesitate to call," she said before she turned around and walked to the front door.

"Till we meet again," she said as she opened the door, walked out of it, and closed it shut. I was still in shock, but I somehow managed to push the red copy of TheJungleBook back in and go up the stairs to my room. Once in there, I lied down on my bed and went straight to sleep.

Ihopeyoulikedthefirstchapter.I'mnotsurehowlongthisstorywillbe,butitshouldn'tmatter.Aslongasyoulikeit,I'llbehappywithit.:D