The Mummy Maker

Chapter 29

My farther carried me back home, the car was gone and as we entered the has Moreen wrapped me in a hug. she took me upstairs and Enzo and Leo headed into the back rooms. he put me on my be and kissed my head, without a word leaving me ther.

I didn't move, I stared at the wall like I had the woods floor. Even the door opening hadn't pulled me from my thoughts. "Bells?" I flinched at the nick name.

"Mark eft to find you, you know. Dad is going to find hi and let him know you are safe. Mom is staying at a hotel for the time being... do you want me to stay with y-"

"I'm sorry." I cut him off.

"There no need to be."

"I didn't tell you and I should have." he sighed and sat beside me, his hand lay lightly on my back his thumb rubbed small circles.

"It's fine sis, honestly." he stood up and looked at me before grabbing some Panamas out the draw. "Get changed and get into bed. I'm going to get dress and I'll stay with you tonight." I nodded once and slipped off the bed, I didn't bother witing till he left ad pulled the muddy top off.

When did I get so dirty?

I heard the door open and close as I finished stripping and placed the Pyjamas on. I clawed into my cold bed and faced the wall when the door opened.

"Sis?" he whispered, I didn't answer him afraid he would change his mind and hate me. the door closed lightly and I thought he had left me when the light turned off and the bed dipped.

I rolled over facing him and looked up to his face. he had a small smile, his eyes showed his sadness but he was trying to make me fell calmer. once he was on his back he was practically out like a light, his snores filling the silence the room once held.

I didn't mind it thought, I never had. I found it more comforting and safe with him in the room then in a different one. there was a light knock on the door before it opened, I sat upa nd looked athe door.

I froze.

a black figures distorted face peeked into the room burrowing into my sole. I felt my breathing pick up as it slowly reached a hand out to me.

"Sissy?" the voice was fait and my vision blurred.

"Sissy!" two voices called snapping me out of my paralyzed state. the figure had receded standing behind my younger twin sisters. I wiped my eyes and smile lightly at hem act normal they know nothing.

Aggie told us something bad happened... can we sleep with you and big brother?" they asked in unison.

"W-who aggie Paulette?" Claudette pointed tot he figure hunching over her head.

"Aggie." she repeated.

"O-okay, you can stay but a-... aggie... has to remain outside." Paulette grabbed Angel the kitten sleeping in his bed before climbing up. the snuggle between Enzo and I under the blanket and I kissed their heads before curling up around Paulette.

Enzo shift waking up slightly and smiling at his baby sisters doing the same as myself around Claudette and we fell asleep.

**

For the next two three days I didn't leave my room, my mother had come back the day after everything happened and I have been held up ever since.

I didn't want to see her.

be int he same room as her.

It was my fualt after all.

"Arabella Moore!" I head her spit my name up the stairs, I didn't answer. "Get down here young lady now!" my blood ran cold as I slowly sat up and looked at my bed room door.

What could she possibly want, I flinched as the door opened but relaxed at the sight of my farther. "Hunny, can you come down stairs please?" I nodded my head and got up. wrapping a dressing gown around my body.

I followed him into the living room where my siblings sat on the floor, mother was sat on the sofa watching the news. "there as been another." she quipped, I didn't look at her. eyes glued tot he screen, tears welled up when Eleanor popped up on the screen.

"Oh what the fuck are you crying for." she growled

"Nessa." my father snapped.

"No she's stood here crying over someone she knew was dead for more the 24 hours Leo! she properly knew about Mr. Robinson. She's probably the one killing them!" she shouted standing up.

"Enough!" Enzo and leo snapped at the same time.

"Is that really what you think of me? a murderer?" she looked at me stumped for words. "I never killed anyone, I loved my sister. I never killed Mr. Robinson. when I first came here he was the only one who didn't judge me right away. he gave me books and kind words!"

She remained silent, grabbing hold of her right arm ith her left hand hugging it close. "I didn't murder anyone, I just didn't want to believe it was really her. I wanted to to be a mistake, I was missing her so much becasue she was missing I was just seeing her face.

"I didn't want to tell you and be wrong! tell her she had died in some dirty cannel wrapped up like a present, for you to mourn and cry over her and then her show up a few days later! I wanted to save you pain, to be helpful. I'm not a bitch or a cow, I'm not a brat who wanted to hurt you! I wanted to be wrong!" I shouted. a weight felt lift but the throbbing of my head over powered it as I allowed the darkness in and fell to the ground.