Sister's
new
bestFriend.
chapter two
"Don't worry, we
wont kidnap you." I said jokingly, her smiling.
The ride was
pretty silent the rest of the way, "Right here
please." I stopped unlocking all of the doors. "You
need help carrying those shoes?" I heard someone ask,
walking out the front door. "Josh!" She yelled
running and hugging him. "I'll text you Kyleigh."
she said to my sister, and I waved, driving off.
"What's up with you?" My sister said facing
me. "Nothing, put on your seatbelt." We both laughed.
My sister knew what was going on, and I knew she
did.
"That
wasn't her boyfriend." I chuckled. "What are you
talking about?" She smiled, rolling her big blue eyes.
"Josh, he's not her boyfriend." My face lit up,
and I felt my face get warmer.
"You do
like her!" My sister squeeled. "Aweh, Ryan! Your
first crush!" She was right.
I've had
one girlfriend before, but she wasn't my crush. I liked her
best friend, but she had a boyfriend already, little did I
know, he was a cover up.
Pulling up to
the house I smiled looking toward my sister. "You go to
bed, okay?"
"But Ryan
I can't make you clean up his mess all by yourself." I
smiled, "Get off to bed little one." She laughed,
runnung up into our house. "Here we go..." I
sighed.
I walk in, to
our father laying on the couch, passed out. Bottle, cans, just
about anything you can fit alcohol in, was around. I grabbed a
few bag, and started filling them.
"Ryan..." I
heard him say under his breath, I jumped, startled.
"Yes?"
He did
somehting he hasn't done in a while, got up, and hugged
me.
"Ryan, I
miss your mom." He said, grinning. "She used to clean
up after me."
I didn't
know what was going on, but I knew what was going to happen in
a few minutes.
"She did
a much better job than this. You are a terrible son." And
just like that, My body flinched, and I felt the impact on my
chest, face, and stomach. I didn't care how much I was
being hurt, all I could do was yell up to my sister. "LOCK
THE DOOR Kyleigh!"
Needless to
say, I blacked out. I woke up in my bed, my fater gone, and my
sister coming in to my room. "Ryan...I called Uncle
Larry." I shot up out of bed, holding back the pain as
much as I could. "You know you shouldn't do that.
He's going to do this to you next!" She handed me a
warm, moist rag. "Ryan, we're going there for a
year." I wanted to be happy, I wanted out of here, but I
din't want to go there. Three hours away. "Kyleigh, I
love you but..." She cut me off. "Pack up, we need to
be gone before Dad comes back."
I started to
pack up my clothes, shampoo, body wash, and just about
anythjing that was smaller than a TV. I instantly smiled,
thinking about the mall trip yester, and frowing soon after,
knowing I wouldn't see her for a year.
"I hate this trip already."
"I hate this trip already."
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