This morning felt off. I woke up to cars driving in and out of my driveway which is barely considered a driveway at this point. I also hear talking which just sounds like mumbling from where i stand in my room. I also hear John B talking to whatever or whoever else is in my living room. Usually people would be worried about this type of thing but in our house nothing surprises me anymore. I slowly put a shirt back on over the dark gray sports bra i slept in and slipped on a pair of shorts no longer than the length of spandex. When i walked into the living room it caught me by surprise to see 3 cps agents standing next to john b. They all take notice of my outfit and start to give me a dirty look, I can tell they didn't mean to show it but i could tell they were judging. One of the agents signaled me a look as if to say to leave them alone with John b like it was before, I took this as a sign and headed back towards my room. A few hours later i heard the front door shut i knew it was cps leaving. Dinner was just around the corner so i'd just ask John B then about what went down earlier.
When dinner finally rolled around it felt tense, it felt like they're were secrets nobody was talking about. I decided not to bring it up to avoid an argument between my brother and I. When i figured John B was asleep I decided to sit on the hammock that rarely gets used anymore. I loved being alone on the porch out front but it felt different today but i couldn't quite tell why. As i was just starting to brush off the sand i accidentally sat in earlier on the beach I heard a the front door open, out of it John B stepped outside. "I thought you were asleep" i say trying to clear the tension in the air. "nope, can we talk?" he silently clears his throat. I knew exactly why we were needing to talk but i wasn't gonna act like i was begging to know. He slowly handed me a paper with fine print written all over it. The only thing i could make out was "EVICTION NOTICE" written in bold at the top. I could tell John B was watching me read waiting for a reaction but I didn't have one. This ruins everything. we finally settle down and start to get our life together and now it's all gone. "2 weeks then we're out" John B mumbles just loud enough to hear.
"Two weeks?! really John B?" "what like it's my fault? like i decided to move out for fun?!" "i'm not saying that John b, you'll fight for everything else but not this,not the one thing that matters" "you know what screw it I'm gonna go pack i suggest you do it too Faye, it's not gonna change"
I feel a tear roll down my cheek as i stare at the paper some more just hoping it will change, it didn't. I decided to go back to my room, I still felt awful but not as bad as before. I decided to dig for my phone it's been lost for a while but i rarely use it anymore. When i find it my lock screen has 7 messages 5 of them from people at school who i never hung out with the summer. One from John B saying to bring him cereal I've seen it before but never answered. The other one from Jj?!? What could jj want my childhood pouge crush texted me after about 6 months? The last time we talked we argued but it wasn't a normal argument there felt like love was involved but who knows i was young and dumb what did i know, And even though i was still arguing with my brother all i care about now is what jj has to say.
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AUTHORS NOTE:
sorry for the cliff hangers baes
i need more mutuals so who's up for it ?
currently: watching obx again👍👍
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two winters dead
General Fictiona 17 year old girl by the name of Faye Rutledge and her twin brother john b move back to outer banks north Carolina after two years to find they're missing father. Many things changed while they were gone but one remained the same Rafe cameron's mas...