The last week had been a complete hell for Jenna. Yes, it was wonderful that her brother was alive and on his way home, but the fact that her mother had pulled her out of school a week before he would be back was like torture for the young girl. All week long she had walked around the house, listening to her parents talking about her brothers arrival and how these last six years had been a fate worth than death for them. Jenna would have rather been at school, keeping her mind busy with studies and her friends, than be locked up in the house and simply wait.
The first year when they had gotten the news that Lex had been MIA in the war had been the worst year of her life. The siblings had always had a strong relationship throughout their childhood and long into their teens, even while Lex was in the army they had been keeping contact as often as they could. The news of the death of her brother had almost broken Jenna completely. She had stopped eating, sleeping and cut herself off from pretty much anyone she knew. Her parents hadn't really made the situation easier either. Of course, the grief they felt was completely different from Jenna's, but during these six years a tall and thick wall had been built up between her and her parents. They had focused so much on the loss of their son that it had taken them months to even realize that she had lost her brother. Once they had noticed how bad things had gotten for Jenna, the damage was already done and no matter how much they had tried to fix it, they all knew things wouldn't be the same.
Not even two years had passed since Lex had "died" when Jenna noticed something was wrong. Throughout all of her life she had been pretty much perfect - she had the looks, the right personality... everything. But as headaches came more often and only grew more and more painful, Richard had finally taken her to a hospital. The headaches had been so bad that Jenna at time wouldn't be able to focus on anything, only laying in her bed, curled up with her pillows wrapped around her head as if to try and stop the sledgehammer from hitting her. Once at the hospital, the doctors were all in agreement that her headaches were the results of Jenna straining her eyes too much, and therefore they decided it would be best for the girl to get contacts.
For a time the headaches wasn't as bad as they had been, but when they returned with a vengeance it was time to take a trip to a different hospital. A hospital with special care and educated doctors. It hadn't taken these doctors too long before they were able to conclude the reason for her headaches. It wasn't her eyes that were the problem, rather a small brain tumor. It wasn't fatal and hadn't done much damage to her brain. Though it was placed in a very difficult spot where it would be difficult to remove it, attached to the nerves controlling her sight.
The surgery to remove the tumor had been long, and once the tumor had been removed the doctors was able to see the full damage it had done. The tumor had left Jenna blind on both eyes to 80%. Even with these devastating news her parents were unable to break the wall that already had been built between them, and even though they did all they could for her, they were still acting differently towards her.
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Finally the day of her brothers arrival had come, and as they all drove to the airport to meet him, Jenna felt an ache in her heart. He had been dead for almost six years and now he had come back from the dead. She was afraid what ever experiences he had gone through might have changed him too much, especially how he would see her. Her relationship with her parents was almost none existing, and she didn't want her relationship with her brother to follow in the same footsteps.
Walking through the airport with her hand resting against her fathers arm, her eyes flickered around. She would always get confused when there were a lot of people she didn't know around, always on her guard if she would bump into someone. Once, her eyes had been a beautiful blue, but after the surgery and the damage the tumor had done, the color of her eyes had turned to a grey-ish white.
As they arrived at the gate where Lex would walk through withing the hour, Jenna sat down on the bench. There weren't anything she could do at the moment, and she felt more secure on the bench where she would be out of everyone's way.
About half an hour passed before her mother ran off to meet Lex as he arrived through the gate. Swallowing hard, Jenna stood up but stayed by the bench. With all of the people exiting the gate, she wasn't able to see who was who. Turning her head against her father as she heard his voice, she nodded a little as he asked her to wait there, he would bring Lex to her.
Walking over to Lex and Marilyn, Richard smiled at his son. "Alexander." he said before embracing his son lovingly. "Now all is how it should, you are home." he said, looking at his son. Richard had always been hard to read, keeping his emotions to himself and rarely letting them show to the rest of the world. Following his eyes, Richard looked over at Jenna where she stood. They had decided it would be best not to tell Lex about what had happened to Jenna over the phone, and it pained Richard to have to tell him like this. "Lex..." he said, looking at his son again "...before you go over there, I want you not to judge your sister. She is as happy as any of us that you are back, but she doesn't know where you are." he said, looking over at Jenna again. "She can hardly see anymore due to a brain tumor she had about four years ago." he said, looking at Lex again.