RA 23: The Blame Game

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A/N: I know nobody asked for this chapter including myself, but I decided to write this chapter even though it took several sessions to do. It may not be very good, but at least I did it. Enjoy!


"HENRY!"

Suddenly I hear the loudest screech of my entire life - like the devil's claws scraping against a black board. 

After I got over the initial shock, I knew exactly who was calling my name. 

I swatted a fly away from my face as I was standing in the scorching heat.

My eyes found Andrea's and she looked deathly afraid. She held a phone in her hand.

It's Millie on the phone.

"Hand the phone over to him." I could hear the venom in her words. She was angry.

I'd rather die than be confronted with an angry Millie. 

Andrea hesitantly extends her hand for me to take the phone. 

Just as she looks to the ground, I snatch the phone from her hands and she flinches but stays by my side.

I thought it was strange that she didn't walk away to give us some privacy, so I stared her down but nothing came of it. 

I looked at the mobile in my hands to see the back filled with a bunch of quotes on the back.

'Hmm...tacky.'

After stalling for so long, I knew I eventually had to face terms with my sister. Slowly I brought the thing up to my ear and whispered, "Hello?"

Millie took in a deep breath and sighed. 

"Finally. Now put me off of speaker and tell Andrea to go somewhere, because I know she'll listen in and try to defend you."

"Sure." I spot Andrea again, not like it was a hard thing to do, she was right by my side. 

"What?" she asks all confused. 

"Yeahhh-- Millie's asked me to tell you to kick rock so...go."

I shoo her with my hand and she complies. Just like a dog. 

The more I hear myself think, the more I hate what I think about. 

As I see Andrea walk away in her librarian outfit, I think about how I used to tolerate this girl, but now...

I've let my dislike fester into hatred over the years which is really taking a toll on me. I remember once Winston told me to never hold a grudge. It can ruin you. 

That's the first time I realized he was really growing up.

As I came out of that weird moment of introspect, Millie's voice faded back into existence. I completely zoned out. 

"I'm sorry," I said whilst pinching the bridge of my nose, "I- I'm sorry...I completely zoned out on you. Can you say it again."

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