𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 ━━ 𝘔𝘈𝘛𝘛 𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘖

( 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐉𝐀𝐇 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘𝐍)

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍...

"Aria!" I hear someone call out. 

For a minute the voice had sounded like Papa, but then I realized there was no more Papa. It had sounded like him though. Too much like him.

Then a blonde headed boy comes out of a car and towards me.

"I'm sorry but I don't know you." I reply, standing up and walking to him.

"Elijah. Elijah Josslyn."

"Elijah Josslyn? As in my brother Elijah Josslyn?" I ask, "No Elijah Josslyn from the fucking Indian war, yes your brother Elijah Josslyn." he answers.

"Right sorry." I mumble.

"So how have you been little sis?" he asks, ruffling my now wet hair, "Hold on, I need to know I'm not dreaming." I reply, then I wrap my arms around his torso and squeeze as tight as I could.

"Damn Aria, you're gonna squeeze the dick outta me." he jokes, "ELIJAH GROSS!" I exclaim, pulling away from him.

Elijah was a bit taller than me, probably even taller than Matt, but Matt was just short. My 5'5 frame was 3 inches shorter than Matt's 5'8 and by the looks of it, Elijah had been about 5'11 or even 6 foot.

His beachy blonde hair had now looked brown from the rain as it middle parted to each side of his head and his grey tee and black baggy jeans were all wet and stuck to his skin.

"Wanna come inside, it's warmer in there and less... wet." I offer, "That would be amazing, I flew from Alaska just for it to be rainy and cold here too." he replies as we both walk into my house.

"Alaska?" I ask, "Yeah well. When I got adopted, I had to move to Florida, but then we moved to Alaska because mom hated the hot weather, not that the cold was any better." he explains.

"Oh, so why did you come to Boston? Did you hear what happened to Pa- dad?" I ask, "No, I just found your Instagram and found out you live in Boston. Wh- what happened to dad? And where's mom?" he asks.

I let out a big breath.

"Mom's in jail, dad's dead." I answer, straight face and monotonous voice.

"How did that happen?" he asks, joining me on the couch.

"Mom's in jail for child abuse. Did you know she had another boy? Luca his name is. He's three years younger than me, 4 than you. Anywho, she put him up for adoption too because she wanted a girl. But yeah, she abused me and was a shit mother. She starved me and trapped me in the house. That got taken care of and she was thrown into jail. Apparently she  escaped somehow because she fucking shot dad. Now she's in prison under careful watch. Aunt Lilah's coming down for a bit to help be get into the jist of things and yeah." I explain.

"She shot him?" Elijah asks with wide eyes, "Mhm." I hum, "Fuckin bitch can- I hope she fucking dies in prison." I add.

"Moving on from that, cause I don't want this to turn into both of us crying. You said there's another brother, Luca I think you said his name is?" he says.