Kill of the night

Prequel/ Our movie

2015, June
Bristol

Josie

"Popcorn?"

"Check"

"Chips, cookies and soda?"

"Check, check and check" I pick up each food she lists.

"Pumpkin, we're officially ready for movie night" Elise reaches out her hands in my direction thanking me. Stupidity, I bow for her.

"Harry is almost here, do you know anything about Victoria?" I deny and send a quick text asking if she's too far away, minutes later my phone lights up with a notification saying she's in our neighborhood.

Elise, Victoria and Harry, what can I say about these 3.

They are my family.

Elie and I have had a rough life. When she was 3 years old and I was just a little nugget, our biological parents put us up for adoption. We lived in an orphanage until we turned 5 and 7 years old.

They weren't the easiest years, but they certainly weren't the most complicated either.

One day, through the old door of the orphanage came the two most affectionate and loving old couple I've ever met. As soon as they saw us, they decided we were the lucky ones they were taking home.

Until two years ago I lived my life in the best way possible. Having parents over 70 has its benefits, I didn't need to be quiet after a certain hour, because they were slightly deaf and I could get home at anytime I wanted, since they were unable of hearing me coming in.

They gave us all the love that was not given to us at the orphanage and much more. Claire and Jorge were their names.

When I was 14 and Elise was 16, unfortunately they died. In the least painful way possible. Their sleep.

Obviously, I didn't want them to go, because since then everything has gotten worse but it would be selfish of me to ask the universe to keep them on this earth for a few more years at least until I'm of age. They were the best parents Elie and I could have asked for.

When they died, as neither I nor Elise were of legal age we were sent to an institute. As always, it wasn't the best experience ever, people there just cared about themselves, no one else mattered. And as much as it can sound weird, it was the most realistic experience I've had so far.

The next time you feel like life is just a big combo off pink and flowers everywhere, know that you're wrong. Life is nothing but that, you are placed here and you have to overcome everything that comes your way, with or without help. And for that reason alone, I am grateful to have gone to the institute.

It opened my eyes.

When Elise turned 18, we came back home as our parents left this huge house for us. Now it's me and her against the world.

Ding Dong

"I'll get it, put the movie on" I go to the door while Elie looks for the dvd of today's movie.

I couldn't be happier. Every Sunday is the same, the four of us gather at our house to watch a cliché movie and discuss it. Talk about which are our favourite lines, best scenes, among other things.