She's mine

7

"Can You please let me apologize?"

I looked at my door later that night as Steve was leaning against my doorway.

"You did apologize Steve." I said as I looked back down at my book I was almost finished with at this point.

"Yeah but you haven't said you forgave me." He mumbled as his arms were crossed over his chest. I didn't even look back over at him. I however did hear his deep sigh shortly after.

"Fine come on." Steve said as he grabbed my hand pulling me from my bed.

"Steve what do you want?" I whined. Steve just smiled at me.

"I got you a present so you would forgive me." Steve said with a grin. Which made me sigh.

"Steve you can't buy my forgiveness. What you said was out of line. The fact that you feel bad tells me you know it was." I mumbled as Steve slowly led me out the front door and into the driveway.

"So am I forgiven?" Steve asked once again.

I looked at the car in the driveway and then back to steve.

"You got me a car?" I asked with shock covering my face and voice. Steve didn't say anything, he just nodded his head as he smiled. I walked over to the car smiling as I checked it out. It wasn't a Billy car that's for sure but it was a car. My car. I turned and looked at steve.

"You know how I said you can't buy my forgiveness?" I asked. Steve nodded his head confused. I'm certain he thought I was going to yell at him.

"I apparently lied. Thank you." I said with a huge smile. Steve smiled and hugged me handing me the car keys.

"I am really sorry." He mumbled. I nodded my head and looked at him. "Yeah I know, but what you said was fucked up."

Steve looked at me and nodded his head. "I know. I am really sorry." Steve said with a heavy breath. Like he hadn't been able to feely breathe the entire time we wasn't talking.

Steve and me spent the rest of our night at home. Swimming in our pool, watching movies, drinking, and eating pizza. It wasn't that bad of a time. I honestly hate arguing with steve so when we make up it's good. We are both really stressed when we didn't get along. Steve was always the one person I could count on. Even though we fought like feral cats and rabid dogs.

Steve was honestly the best at cousin night. He always made this fort thing out of blankets and pillows in front of the tv. It was always so comfortable. He used pretty much every pillow and blanket in the house. I always knocked out within an hour of laying on the softness. I have never actually finished a movie, and we have had cousin night once a month since I was ten.

The only thing that's changed was my sister wasn't here for it anymore and the house changed. Which honestly kind of hurt. I miss my mom and my sister more then anything.

My sister killed herself. I found her in her room hanging from a belt rigged to her ceiling fan. I still remember the feeling I got when I found her. It's like all the blood in my entire body stopped circulating. I froze in her doorway as I seen her. She was blue when I seen her. I screamed bloody murder and my mom came running.

Any parent hearing there Child scream like I did would come running. That's exactly what my mom did. I'm pretty sure it sounded like I was being murdered. I wasn't though. I was just looking at my dead big sister hanging.

When she finally made her way to my screams and cries she ran in after my sister and my step dad grabbed me pulling me away and down the stairs. It wasn't long after my sisters suicide that my mom and my step dad were murdered. I was the only survivor of that night. Sometimes I think it would have been best though if I had died with them.