Stefina -It looks the same

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It was the same as I had remembered not one thing out of place but more dust

"It looks the same" I turn to look at father

"Doesn't feel the same with everything that happened"  Blake mumbles

"Let me show you guys the security protocols, we have panic buttons, and a hidden door in every room that Leads to the safe room which has another door that goes to the back of the building"

"That's good" I turned to my mother

"WHO idea was it to move out here again"

"Me and your mother are trying to move ten steps ahead, it was a decision we made together. schools coming up you guys have will be going to a private school that I went to as a young boy"

"I never been to a private school before or a public at that matter" I mumbled

"We haven't either if it makes you feel any better"

"No it don't, it just reminds me again that we're in the very house that robbed us from our childhood! I'm going to find my room"

"Stefina!" Mom calls out

"I know how hard it must be but we're trying and we need to stick together"

"I can take care of myself I've been doing it for years now"

"Boys take Stephanie to find her room and help her carry her bags"

"You don't have to be this guarded your home"

"For how long? He's still out there!"

"No one is going to lay a hand on my family! He will be found baby girl"

"Dad you can't promise that! YOU CANT KEEP ME SAFE"

"Lower your voice honey, we can and we will"

"Mom, you couldn't even protect yourself! Does dad know what happened in this house all those years ago"

I watch my father face harden and my mothers eyes drift to what I can recognize as sadness

"Go find your room and settle in"

"Like I thought"

"Young lady! You will not use that tone with your mother! We will discuss this later as a family"

"This isn't my family it haven't been my family for years"

I walk off with so much disappointment in myself my mother tried her hardest and I never intended to scoop so low and for my father he's a change man but the hatred I have for these topics they always change me

"Their hurting Stephan and I feel like I'm failing all over again" I stood still to hear the rest of their conversation

"Zia, your doing the best you can! Don't be discouraged"

"Stephan our son needs a therapist! Our other son hates the world! Our daughter has been missing for years we thought she was dead! And this whole time she's been the one thing I didn't want my kids to be! We have blood on our hands and I don't want that for Stephani"

"She won't. Will get our kids back I promise you"

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there was a knock on my door I look at the time it read 3 in the morning

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