What Happened? (Rewrite)

The Picture

Blake POV:

After the introductions Bella Reace was told to take me upstairs while my mom and Hunny finished making dinner. So that's what she did, and it caught me off guard a little bit. Most teenage girls would argue that it wasn't necessary to take a boy, they just met to their bedroom, but not her. She just nodded her head and started walking.

We walked up the grand staircase and down a long hall to the last door on the left. Let me just say that the inside was not expected. The room was decorated in red, black, and close variations of those two colors. I nod my head not knowing what to say, for a girl she has some strange sense of fashion. I look around the room some more and see a picture of who looks to be Clare, Bella Reace, and a guy that looks like Reace. "Hey, Bella Reace, who is the guy in this picture?" I ask bluntly.

She looks over stiffens and says," He's no one." And with my luck, we got called for dinner as I was going to call her out for lying. She sighs and walks to the door leaving me in her room. I shake my head and walk down to the dining room. I really want to know who that guy is. From what I know Reace and her mom moved here on their own. Clare just ignores me when I bring Reace up, now I will find out. I won't be able to think about anything else until I do. But for now I shall eat yummy food and laugh at my mom's awful jokes.

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Bella Reace POV:

After the brief introductions, my mom looked at me and told me to take Blake to my room in that voice. I just nod my head and started walking. I walk up the staircase and to the last door on the left. Now most girl's rooms are like pink or something god awful like that, but not mine. My room is black, red, gray, and some white. I can't stand super girly stuff, but during school all I wear is pink and other frilly colors like that.

I am sitting on my bed and Blake is walking around my room. He turns and asks who my brother is, I say no one because nobody is supposed to know about what happened that day. Thankfully mom then called us down for dinner. I haven't talked about my brother in a really long time, and I don't want to start now. I feel bad for lying but I don't know what else to do. I miss them but I can't tell anyone what happened. But let's worry about this dinner first, yes?

A/N:

I know that it is short and it has been a long time, and for that I am sorry. I have had a lot on my mind and going on at home right now so this has been on the back burner. Please tell me what you think. I am a young writer, so I could use the help. Please share, comment, and vote if you like this. This is the third time writing this book. The first time was on here but I had to take it down. The second time it was just bad. And now there is this, so please help me out. This is my dream, and I need a little help to get my dream to come true.