Why Am I Here? ~ Part Four ~


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Look! I’m not dead. Funny how that works out isn’t it? Anyway, if you don’t know what this is, read the parts below. If you do know what this is… You should probably still read the parts below because I haven’t posted in so long, you’ve probably forgotten. Enjoy!

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Part One

Part Two

Part Three

 

“So um, how are we doing this?” I ask, I hand my laptop to Ellis and she rubs her finger tips over the keys. Her thin brows twist together and I stare at them for a second. I blink a couple times and rub my hands through my hair. I shouldn’t have called her. I knew I’d get distracted. I knew I’d start missing her all over again. All though… I never really stopped. I take a sip of the coffee that’s been cold for a while now. It makes me frown, I lick my lips.

“I’ll need to hack the cameras first. Usually a place like this is a easier than a government network but it depends on the place.” She shrugs, “I can do it but only hold it for an hour or so. Which should be plenty of time for you guys. At least I hope so.”

“Should be good,” Legend nods, three cups of coffee sit next to her. All triple shot. She shouldn’t be alive right now. I’m jittery and I’ve only had half a cup. “We can’t let this girl see my face. I’ll grab some stuff from the nearest Walmart for all of us. Just make up and what not. I wish Camo was here…”

“Yea right,” Ellis scoffs, “Camo always made us look really bad. Totally different. But really ugly.”

“Ha! Remember that one time she made me look like a girl,” I shake my head, “That girl is crazy.”

“Oh yea, we had to pretend to be besties and we we’re talking about our boyfriends and…” Ellis trails off, then shakes her head, “We should get to work.”

“Yea,” I murmur. I understand why she trials off. That night didn’t end well. A couple laughs sure. But a whole lot more tears. A couple people in jail. And too many risks. “Go out and get your stuff, Legend. I’ll see what I can find out about the basic locks and what not.”

“Alright,” She waves goodbye, “I’ll just get another coffee to go.”

“It stunts your growth you know!” I call after her.

“Yea well then I can be a gymnast or jockey or something,” She laughs, “See you two in an hour. Meet back here?”

“See you,” Ellis waves slightly. Then goes back to the lap top, all her concentration on it. I wonder for a few seconds if I should say something. I play with the cardboard sleeve on my cup. After a couple minutes Ellis glances up at me. “Thought you were going to check on security?”

“Right. Right,” I nod slowly. my brows furrowing ever so slightly. “I guess I’ll go do that.”

“Be careful,” She mumbles and starts typing again. I walk outside and heave an epic sigh.  My hands tie themselves in my hair and I lick my lips again. She’s been able to get over me. Why can’t I get over her? I walk to the hotel. There’s not much I can check on without looking suspicious. I end up just circling the building for an hour. Reconsidering my whole life. I’m 18 and already have no more future ahead of me. I head back to the coffee stop. Saying a prayer of thanks when I see Legend already there. I would probably make a fool of myself if it was just Ellis and I again.

“Get the stuff?” I ask, Legend holds up a giant bag. “How do you have the money for that?”

“My boyfriend was dating a super model and has a Ferrari, ya think he might just be rich?” She takes a sip of what I assume to be her fifth coffee. “Just used his credit card. He most likely won’t mind.”

“Alright. Well. I guess we go into the bath room and become new people?” Ellis says. Legend and I nod. We sneak into the bathroom and Legend starts with me first. She dies my hair black and makes it look like I have sharper cheek bones and longer lashes. She gives me contacts that change my eyes to green. I don’t look bad. But I do look weird. She dies Ellis hair blonde and changes her eyes to blue. She adds a whole ton of freckles to her cheeks and makes her hair into tight curls. It helps a lot. With her looking different, I can almost convince myself that she’s not Ellis. That she’s some other girl. But then she laughs when she sees herself and I can’t ignore that smile or the small snort she always lets out when she giggles. “I look so ridiculous. Thanks Legend.”

“No problem girl. I think you look hot,” She starts to die her own hair.

“You always say that,” She laughs. “Come on Phoenix, let’s wait outside.”

I follow her. She grabs the laptop and starts to put it in her bag. I just watch her.

“You seriously need to stop staring,” She mutters. Giving my a look.

“Why does it make you uncomfortable?” I scoff, a small smirk creeping onto my lips, “And I wasn’t staring, I was admiring.”

“Oh please,” She rolls her eyes. “There’s nothing to admire.”

“Depends on your perspective,” I shrug. I sit down, grabbing all of Legend’s coffee cups. I stack them then throw them away.

“Phoenix,” She sighs, “I’m not doing this again.”

“Doing what?” I ask, although I know exactly what she’s talking about. “What are you doing?”

“We already did the sappy dating thing once…” She picks at the paint on the arm of the chair. “It didn’t work out. I don’t want to do it again.”

“I wasn’t trying to-” She cuts me off.

“You were still doing it. Let’s just get the job done and we’ll part ways, no broken hearts alright?” She licks her lips and gets up.

“Alright,” I murmur. But I know that’s not going to work. I won’t be able to go any other way unless it was hers.

Alright, comment below and I hope you guys liked it!!

~Why Am I Here?~ Part Three~

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Meh sorry, I disappeared. I back now! And with another post! I hope you all like it. If not… Have some free waffles. Compliments to the toaster. 

 

My hands stumble across the key pad on my phone.

“You have her number?” Legend asks, she pops a piece of gum in her mouth. She always chews gum when she’s thinking.

“Of course I have her number,” I snap. She holds her hands up in defense. I type in her number, the one I memorized so long ago. I press call, my breath is shaky. It rings a couple times then she picks up.

“Hey, you’ve reached Ellis Carter,” Her voice is exactly the same. Perky and happy.

“It’s Phoenix,” I say, clearing my throat. Oh she’s going to be so mad, I haven’t called in months. I practically abandoned her.

“Oh…” She takes a deep breath, her voice isn’t as perky but it isn’t angry, “Hi. How are you? Are you in the hositpal or something?”

“Um, not that I know of,”I frown, “Why would you-”

“You just never called,” I suddenly felt my stomach clench with guilt, “So um, everything’s alright?”

“Everything’s fine… I just…” I feel really bad for asking this. I bit my lip and turn in the large hotel room slowly. Everything is white and it makes my head hurt.”I just…”

“You just need my help,” I can almost see her nodding and I can hear her sigh. I frown, now she’s really gonna be mad.

“Alright. Where do you need me?” She says after a couple moneys of silence. I pull the phone away from my ear to stare at it for a second. Is she for real?

“Ellis, you’re amazing,” I scoff with a smile on my face.

“I know, where are you? We need to meet up,” She replies.

“Right, right,” I nod, Legend gives me a thumbs up. “Legend and I are in this fancy hotel thingy… I’ll text you the address.”

“Okay, I’ll pick up coffee too. What do you like?” I cannot believe her. She doesn’t even sound mad that I haven’t called her. And she’s buying coffee. I could marry her.

“Um whatever,” I shrug, “Legend likes a white mocha though.”

“Alright, I’ll be there in a bit.” She says, I can hear a car in the background. “Maybe go into the place next door? I doubt you’re dressed to hang around the lobby of a million star hotel.”

“Good point,” I start to walk out. A couple are already staring. We park ourselves in the bookstore next door. I grab book that looks remotely interesting and Legend starts to talk to the cashier about something. She doesn’t really do the whole reading thing, well not optionally anyway. I have to pick out six or seven books before I find the right one, nothing seems all that good at the moment. My brain keeps wandering to the hotel. Maybe I could look it up. Do they have computers I could use here? I look around but I don’t see any.

“Legend!” Ellis comes in, bearing coffee. Legend looks over and grins.

“Hey girl!” She walks over, her heels tapping ever so slightly on the tile. The cashier she was talking to goes back to work. “Get me coffee?”

“Of course, white mocha for you,” Ellis hands her the coffee. I walk up, a small smile on my lips and the book in my hand, “And a iced coffee for,” She hesitates for half a second when she sees me. Then she puts on a glittering smile and hands me the coffee. A bead of water rolls down the side, “You.”

“Thanks,” Legend grins, “It’s good to see you.”

“Yea, we need to hang out when we aren’t stealing things. Well, that’s what I assume we’re doing. I don’t really know, Phoenix didn’t tell me over the phone,” She gives me a pointed look an shrugs.

“Sorry I didn’t want to say it over the phone.” I shrug back and try to smile a little bit more. It’s good to see her. She’s changed quite a bit. Same wild mess of brown hair and same amber eyes but she holds herself with a confidence she never had before. She used to  be a skittish little mouse but now she’s a… a lioness. She reminds me a lot of Legend. Also, she’s wearing makeup. Which is new. A small smudge of mascara is under each eye, like she’s been rubbing them. I can probably guess why.

“You never do,” She mutters, then shakes her head slightly, “Let’s get started, explain.”

“Um, well,” I tell her about the car and the hotel and everything and she nods with furrowed brows.

“Okay, so we just need to smuggle a car out of a highly secured area without anyone seeing our faces?” Ellis asks, “We’ve done harder missions right?”

“I guess,” I shrug, “But we need you to do it.”

“Of course you do, I’m the only one who can hack the cameras. And you can break into the car like you did when we first met and,” Funny story, I’ll tell you about that later, “And Legend can sweet talk her way out in case of any problems.”

“Just like old times,” Legends laughs a little.

“Yea, just like that,” I murmur. Except last time we had a whole time, not just 3 people. Last time we had a whole family helping us out.

Why Am I Here? Part Two

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Hello! I’m back! Sorry I didn’t post last week, I forgot. Go me! Anyway. I have something today, because I love you. 😉 And a cool banner thingy for the short story, which looks pretty cool if I do say so myself. 

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Okay cool. Let’s get on with this post. If you haven’t read the first part,  you should. It’s right… HERE

Part Two:

I’m really starting to get tired of Legend’s music choice. Seriously, not only is it  bad. But its most of the same songs over and over again. She is currently obsessed with some musical that’s newer to broadway and it’s not any better than the old ones. I’m thinking about jumping out of the car.

“Do we have to listen to this?” I huff. She stops her music, as if we can’t talk over it.

“Um yea. And it’s educational. But you wouldn’t know because you-”

“I quit high school,” I say in exaggerated high pitched voice. “I’m just saying, I don’t care much about the founding fathers if its repedative rap song.”

“You’re just going to have to get used to it. And I don’t talk like that,” She crosses her arms and put her feet on the dash. My grip tightens on the steering wheel, she notices. “Oh come on, your car isn’t even that nice.”

“Well it gets worse every time you put your gross feet up there,” I shrug. She rolls her eyes and presses play on the music, turning it up really loud. I pull out the map, driving with my knees. I place my thumb on where we need to go and my other where we are currently. “Oh my gosh we still have another hour.”

“Oh! I know!” She claps her hands and changes the song, “Name it!”

“I don’t know this song,” I sigh.

“Try.”

“No.”

“You suck.”

“So I’ve heard.” I sigh again. “I should be making you drive.”

“Why, so you can turn on some horrible song. No way Hosea.” She crosses her arms. “And you need to at least guess.”

“I will turn this car around,” I roll my eyes. That was a line dad always used as a joke. Legend goes quiet.

“I miss him,” She says quietly.

“Well yea no kidding,” I snort. She turns the music down and curls up in the seat.

“Wake me when we get there.” She yawns.

“Yea okay.” I mutter. I hate the fact that they left us. I hate the fact that I’m 17 and I have to take care of my 21 year old sister when she makes stupid mistakes. I hate the fact that they’re not here to clean up her mess. Because I can’t totally fix the hole in her wall. Only touch up the paint.

An hour later I smack Legend a couple times to wake her up. “We’re here.”

“What…? Oh umm..” She stretches  as I park the car. “It’s pretty here.”

“Yea. Concrete buildings make great mountain replacements.” I nod. I hate the city. Too many people in one spot. Too many buildings in one spot. Too many everything in one spot I climb out of my car and the smell hits me. Of soggy french fries and too many bodies. Like oil stains and dirty birds. I wrinkle my nose. “We’re just getting the car back and then I’m out of here.”

“That’s all I’m asking,” She smiles weakly.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” I grab my bag. It’s full of essentials, lock picks, disguises, that kind of thing. I had told myself I wouldn’t use it again but here I am.  “So, who stole it?”

“Well…” She laughs, rubbing her neck, “My boyfriend’s ex.”

“Of course,” I sling the bag over my back and start walking. She follows. “Who else?”

“She’s like rich and famous or something,” She shrugs, “Probably better than me.”

“I doubt that,” I bump her a little, “You’re hair can’t be beat.”

“Well, that much is true,” She laughs, her green eyes sparkle a little. And I wasn’t lying about her hair. It’s really pretty. Long and naturally wavy, with  volumes and a shade of dark brown. And her clear skin and perfect figure complete the picture. She could probably go into makeup or something. She bumps me back, “You know what I just realized?”

“What?” I smirk a little.

“You have a very nice smile. I’ve never seen it before,” She giggles a little.

“Oh my gosh. I smile a lot. See I’m smiling now,” I laugh with her, “Show me where this girl’s place is. I need to check it out. She’ll probably be well protected. If she’s famous or whatever.”

“Top floor of that building, the whole top floor,” I cuss. She slaps me, “Don’t cuss.”

“Why not?” I frown at her, she’s the one who taught me to. When I was five if I remember correctly.

“I’ve decided its a bad thing and we must only use cuss words if the situation truly calls for it,” She grabs my arm and races towards the building before I can answer. I trip a little and try to stay with her pace. The building is huge. With large glass windows and at leas five guys cleaning them. There’s doormen and red carpets and fancy plants the door way. basically a cesspool of rich people.And it actually might be a good thing that the building is on the top floor. That means the garage is probably  in the basement. Which means she might not hear us taking it and we won’t have to helicopter it down to the ground floor. Of course she probably doesn’t own the whole building so there’s the other people to take into consideration. Before I know it, we’re right in from of the building. Legend walks in. She gives the doorman her sweetest smile. I join her. “Hi, mind letting us in? We’re thinking about moving in here. My boyfriend here are going to get married soon. But he hasn’t proposed yet, isn’t that sad?” 

“You can go in I guess, ” The man says. I’m surprised. I look nothing like something who could  be getting married. I look 14. Legend actually looks her age. He’ll be easy to take care of when we actually steal the car. Legend giggles a little and thanks him and skips inside. I follow her. I stop short when I get into the building. This will be way harder than I thought it would be. Legend seems to be thinking the same thing.

“We need Ellis.” We say at the same time.

Snippets! ((Because I Have Nothing Else to Post))

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Hey all! SO this is what I got this week and you’ll just have to deal with it. I’ve been messing around with characters and stuff like that so you get snippets. You’ll love it. 

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“Don’t even start!” Ellis rolls her eyes, “I don’t want to know how nerdy you are until I’m too in love with you too care.”

“What?” I scoff. Camo giggles. “You’re not already in love with me that much?”

“I don’t know, who’s your favorite character is Lord of the Rings?” She peers at me.

“Well prob- Oh that was a trap wasn’t it?” I peer back. She grins and nods, looking way too pleased.

“But you should answer, wanna know mine?” She smirks dangerously.

“Sure.” I sigh.

“Orlando Bloom. ‘Cause he’s hot,” She sweeps her hair off her shoulder.

“Oh come on!” I start to rant, “You can’t even use his real name? And you can’t just like a guy because he’s hot.”

“She likes you,” Catch mutters. I shoot him a look.

“Who’s side are you on?” I eat a potato chip.

“Anyone’s?” He shrugged. Both Camo and Ellis are laughing so much that they’re turning red.

“Phoenix, you’re so cute,” Camo says, her breath short. “Your face…”

“Here, come get some more chips with me,” Ellis sighs, still laughing. I shake my head and come with her. She kisses me on the cheek softly and whispers, “I actually really like Lord of the Rings.”

Oh my-” She runs to the fridge, giggling again, her freckles laughing with her. Gosh, I love her.

 

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“Camo!” She turns, and cocks her head.

“What?” She frowns, brow arched, voice suspicious.

“You like salmon?” I ask.

“No. I prefer trout,” She shrugs, “Why do you care?”

“No not fish! The color!” Ellis sighs. “Come on Camo, you’re the painter here.”

“Oh the color, um I think I like flamingo or coral more,” She shrugs again, then scratches her brow with her pointer finger. “I’m still confused why you care.”

“We were just wondering because Catch says he likes salmon and I told him flamingo was better.”

“Oh sure. Blame everything on me,” Catch epically sighs.

“Drama queen,” Ellis snorts.

“Am not, take it back,” He shoots back.

“What are you guys, 12?” Camo pulls some bread out of the pantry and starts to put jelly on it.

“On a scale of one to ten, yea,” Phoenix nods. “And I want mine with honey.”

“Your what with honey?” Camo pulls the peanut butter out.

“My sandwich. Duh.”

“No one says duh anymore, keep up,” Catch gets up and starts to make his own sandwich. “And make your own sandwich, she’s not your servant.”

“Yea!” Camo sticks out her tongue and kisses Catch on the cheek, “Thanks bæ.”

“No problem,” Catch winks in my direction, “Jealous Kace?”

“No,” I scoff, “I won’t be jealous unless she makes you a sandwich. I’m practically wasting away over here.”

“I’m sure you can make it to the kitchen,” Ellis laughs and gets up from the couch, “C’mon bro.”

 

~Snippet~

Hey, I’m here. I realized I haven’t posted anything in a really really long time and I feel bad. I just have nothing to post right now, my creative juices are being used in someone else’s smoothie right now. Anyway, I have a snippet from the novel I’m working on and  I thought why not? So I’m sorry if it makes like zero sense but it makes me happy when I read it so, enjoy.

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I take a deep breath as I walk to the locker. Every pair of eyes are on me. Maybe not every pair but enough to make me blush. I’m too old to be here. Too old to be a sophomore. A flipping sophomore. I’m too old. I ignore their gazes and look down at my feet, I just need to get to my locker. And then to my class. And then home. I only have to get to my locker. I stare at my shoes. The red converse Phoenix bought me. The shoes that are my favorite color. They stand out from the black and white but I don’t mind. I’m proud of my outfit today, I didn’t have Camo’s help. I’m wearing a red flannel over a black tank top and a pair of shorts. It’s too cold for shorts I think. But I’m so used to the cold that I wear them, even in the snow.I sling my backpack over my shoulder and decided that the school board should invest on some new flooring. I walk three, four, five more steps and I’m at my locker. My fingers fumble with the lock but it finally opens. I open my backpack and sort through what I need for the next class and what can stay. I glance at the inside of the locker door as I start to close it. My eyes catch on a picture. That’s new. I grab it, it’s a picture. Of me. And Kace. I smile slightly, we’re in the back of a pickup truck. He’s grinning like he has the world and I’m dancing around him, my hair tangled in a flower crown. He’s ten and I’m six, I cock my head in confusion. Who put this here?

“I figured you would want something to make it feel like home,”  A familiar voice murmurs. I don’t even have to turn to remember the voice. I close my locker and find Phoenix wearing a crooked grin.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, my heart beating to strange rhythm. I can’t help but grin a little more at him. His russet eyes staring back into my amber ones. His fingers rest on the locker next to mine. Absently mindedly playing with the lock.  

“Well. I was thinking, that a new school is terrifying. And. I technically never finished high school. So I figured, you would need a friend. And that’s who I can be,” He moves a little closer. My eyes drop again, my smile fully fledged. I can’t help but glance up at him again, my cheeks slightly red.

“Well. I’m thinking that, we, as two people,” I pause wondering if I should take the leap, “Are more than just friends?”

“Ah, friends don’t kiss on a regular basis do they?” He asks, dimples appearing. Memories bounce through my head, his lips around mine, my hands in his hair, his fingers on my face, the world absent around us.

“No. I don’t think so,” I shake my head, my hands hugging my books tightly. “But I’m not an expert.”

“Ok, then my proposal changes,” Phoenix grabs the books from my arms and laces his fingers with mine as he turns me to the hall.

“How so?” I arch a brow, as we start walking. I’m suddenly able to look every single student in the eye. I’m somehow not afraid, I’m suddenly ready to take them on.

“Well, maybe I won’t be just your friend. Maybe…” He lowers his head to whisper in my ear, his lips brushing the fly away hairs from my braid. “Maybe I’ll be more.”

“I like that proposal a lot more,” I say with another smile, a different one. A smile of feeling safe. Something I haven’t felt since… since before the cell.

“Me too,” He kisses my hand, very softly. Those lips that had just tickled my ears now leaving my hand tingling.  We continue to walk through the sea of people. Me, 18. Him, 19. Me, sophomore. Him, junior. Both, too old. But just the right age to know we’ll survive.

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If this is you, 

Sorry. But I hoped you liked it either way. 🙂 

It’s A New Year, Yay?

For a lot of people a New Year is a new chance and for me it’s… ‘Crap, I’m getting older.’ I’m not even that old but it’s insane how much time I see fly by. I feel like I’m wasting my whole life when I sleep in till 10 in the morning. Anyway, I’m planning on using my time more wisely because surfing Pinterest for hours at of time is not something you can do for a living. Shame. But something I can do for a living is writing. Which is something I will be doing more often. And reading I’ll be reading more because it’s good for my soul. Anyway a review of the year for your pleasure. tumblr_n9mwz4d7re1rw6hzpo1_500

What I’ve Been Writing: Well, this year was slightly disappointing in this field because I wasn’t sure what I wanted my novel to be about until the end of Summer. No matter, I now have all the characters well thought out and the plot is amazing. So, I’m hoping to have the rough draft done by the end of this year, I have high hopes. Most of this year was finding out what my character’s like or what they would do in certain situations. For example, I figured out that Kace has an addiction to Coca Cola and that Camo has painted their whole entire hide out.

What I’ve Been Reading: Well I think I read about 50 books this year, which I’m pretty happy with. I wish I read more over the summer but I was doing other things. Some of my favorites this year was The Lunar Chronicles . I love it so much and I’m so sad it’s over… Oh well, it was a fun ride. Another book I really loved is Fahrenheit 451, I read this over the summer as my non-fluff book. It was a really wonderful book and I seriously recommend it.

That’s mostly it, it’s been a pretty good year for me. I watch in fear for our society and nation but I’m not going into that. I hope you guys had a good year as well! 

Day Ten~

Hello! SO I sorta kinda maybe skipped a day. Sorry. Again. It’s just a had this huge Bio exam and was trying to memorize four chapters of details on mitosis. So yea, my brain was the same consistency as oat meal with too much coconut oil. ((You can say EW here, not telling you how to live your life, just a helpful suggestion.))

Today’s Challenge:

Write a goodbye story:

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I walked past rows and rows of small deposit boxes. They all had the same chipped green paint and rusted locks. The only differences were the numbers. I was only looking for one in particular. 243. A number that wouldn’t matter to anyone except for me. And one other person. But he’s not here. And his absence is the reason of my presence. My fingers run over each box, a slight ping to let the empty air know I’m here. Flecks of rust remain on my fingers as I look for those three numbers. Those numbers that don’t matter to anyone but mean the world to mw.  Then I stopped. It was there. It was right there. But it was open. I rush over to it, looking inside. Nothing.

“No.” I murmur. It has to be here. He told me it would be here.

“You trust me so completely.” A voice say. A familiar voice. A voice that brings tears to my eyes when I hear it. I turn and find him smiling sadly at me. His eyes are filled with tears too. I almost break when I see him. I can barely move at first. But he comes over and wraps his arms around me. I melt into him.

“I do.” Is all I can say. I can only say those because those are the only words that stay in my brain long enough to say them. Too many thoughts flow through me, I can’t even think them, much less say them. “Where have you been?”

“I can’t tell you…” His words are filled with regret and almost… shame?

“You’ve been gone for two years and you can’t tell me why?” I ask, suddenly not happy anymore, suddenly angry.

“I’m sorry Legend. I just can’t tell you. But I do have something to say.” He said, his eyes told me that it was breaking him to say that. But they were also telling me that he was doing what he thought was right.

“What if I don’t want to hear it? We’re siblings, yet the last couple times I’ve talked to you, you’ve hurt me more than anyone else could.” I say, now I am crying. Tears falling out of my eyes and onto the the floor. “Phoenix I don’t think I want to hear it.”

“This isn’t a matter of want. It’s a matter of what you need. You need to hear this.” He said, pulling me even closer. I grab onto his sweat shirt, begging him not to talk. I remember when we were younger, I would hug tighter if I was scared, he would do his best to make it stop. But today, it worked the opposite. I more I squeezed, the closer he got to scaring me.

“I’m leaving for good.” He said. I shook my head.

“No.” I kept shaking my head as the rest of me trembled. “Phoenix why did you come back if you were just going to break me again?”

“Because I wasn’t sure if you would actually find the locker and I needed to give you this.” He murmured. He slipped a piece of paper in my hand. I didn’t look up. I just held him tighter.

“I can’t do this again.” I begged. He kissed the top of my head and worked my fingers off his jacket. I looked up at him. The pain in his face matched my feelings. “Don’t go.”

“I have to.” He cleared his throat and wiped his nose. My knees went weak and I collapsed to the floor. He walked out but I stayed. For a long time, blubbering and trembling. Because I couldn’t think of what was more important than his younger sister. I looked at the paper in my hands. I unfolded it slowly, shaking hands slowing the process. The paper held the one thing that would get me through, the note held a clue. A clue to find a piece of a puzzle that would fix everything. A clue to finding hope.

So, what do you think? Comment below!