Reagan

Chapter Ten

Author's Note: This is totally coming to me!! ENJOY <3 

** The picture is a family portrait of Reagan Dufrene, Callie Welsh and Kimberly Welsh five years ago...(Of course the names is not a part of the picture) This picture was found in Reagan's box even though I did not mention it in the chapter. Thanks **

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Chapter Ten: More Secrets and Mysteries 

Callie jumped off of the couch and gave me a sly smile and tossed me the key to the attic. 

"Where did you find it?" I asked her. Last night I had noticed that the attic had a lock, so I had asked Callie to search for the key while I distracted Aunt Kim. 

"In her purse. I looked through it while you were entertaining her with your mouse traps." she winked at me. I smiled at my cousin and looked down at the vintage key. It was rusty and had a red silk string tied to one of the decoration loops in the key. I dangled it by that string and swayed it in front of my eyes.

"Ready?" I asked her. Callie nodded. She pulled a heavy duty flashlight out of a drawer in the kitchen and started to lead me to the attic in the hallway. I stared at the trapdoor in the ceilng and the overhead cord. I tried to open it without unlocking it to test it, but soon learned the lock was legit. 

"I need a chair." I told Callie. She ran off to find a step ladder. While she was gone I heard something rattle from inside my aunt's room. I stepped back in alarm. It sounded like something tipped over a perfume bottle down. There was more clanking, my breathing started to become short and my eyes were larger then grapefruit. Was my aunt still here?! 

"Are you okay?" Callie asked, lingering around the hallway entrance with the step ladder. I jumped back, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. 

"Yes." I said. The sounds had stopped inside the room. Callie set up the ladder for me and I stepped ontop and easily unlocked the door. I swung open the door and smell of musk and dust fell out on top of us. I looked down at Callie in distaste and she returned the look. She handed me the flashlight and helped me up into the attic. 

I switched on the light and the harsh yellow light filled a quarter of the room. I sat on the edge on the trapdoor to help Callie up. I explored the room with my light and noticed a ton of boxes. 

"We're never going to find it!" I cried. Callie moaned and kicked over a box where things toppled out. 

"Look." I yell shining my light on the items that fell out. One of those things was a picture frame of us on a swing. Callie was staring menacingly at the camera while I was smiling so big my eyes were closed. 

"Woah." Callie gasped, picking up the picture. I came up from behind her, we were at least twelve years old in that picture. That looked like the memory of us when she left.

  "That was like three years ago." I tell her, wiping some dust off with my sleeve. I notice I had a black eye. 

"Dude, you look like you were beat up." Callie said. I furrow my eyes and I start to notice more welts and bruises all over my twelve year old body. 

"Oh my gosh." I breathe, taking the picture from her. 

"What?" Callie asks, peeking over my shoulder.

"I look abused." I say. Callie nods her head and takes the picture back and puts it back in the box.

"Let's look for that box." she says, tearing me away from my thoughts. 

Box after box we looked, but that small box was nowhere to be found. The last thing we could check was a chest with painted hand prints all over. 

"It's my old toy box." I say, noticing my name on top with Callie's name underneath. I look up and smile at her, "It's got to be in here." 

And it was. It was a small box. I open the small wooden box and inside were old mementos. I took out the earring to find it matching the other earring from earlier that my aunt put in the shed. It was pink with small crystals, some missing. I take out shoe laces, a pocket knife, keys and lipstick. I was looking at all of these things silently until I noticed a picture of Callie and Aunt Kim on the bottom. The photo was burnt up and I could bearly tell who were in the photo. Aunt Kim's face was crossed out with a red marker. I showed Callie the picture and she shrugged her shoulders. I set it aside and found some ripped up newspaper clippings. They were so small that I would be next to impossible to put it back together. Cut up words and pictures littered the bottom of my box. The last thing in my box was a folded up letter. 

"It's to my parents." I say, opening it up. The yellowed pages held cursive handwriting. I could bearly read it, but this is what I got out of it: 

"Dearest Mother and Fat--, 

I have ------ you so ----. I feel ---- without ---- ---- ----- ---- me. I hate ---- and ---- --. It doesn't feel the same ------- --- ----. I have so ---- -- ----- ---. - ----- ---- believe ---- ----. I love you -- ----. Please ---- ---- -- --. I have never felt -- -----. ---- Kim isn't ------ ---- -- -- ---- you ----- have. It isn't ---- that --- just ----- me ---- ----! I will NEVER forgive you for ---- you ---- -- -------. 

Your daugther, Reagan" 

I tried my hardest to decipher my words, but it was old and had water damaged. It was dated three days before I had entered Shiney Meadows. 

"Callie." I say after we close up the attic and hang out on the couch with my box of wonders. 

"Yes?" she asked, turning my letter in kind of strange ways to figure out the words.

"I need a favor and I hate to ask this from you, but this is important." I tell her. Callie puts down my letter and gives me a strange look.

"What is it?" 

"I need you to tell me everything about the night of my parent's murder." I tell her. Callie's eyes drop down and she opens her mouth to talk, but nothing comes out. 

"Is it too painful?" I ask her. Callie looks up and tears swarm in her eyes, but shakes her head and starts to tell her story.  

"It was the night you left to go to some party...the same party you were raped at..." 

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