Troubled (Dallon Weekes' sister)

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Elle-

*2 weeks later*

I was sitting with Drew in the stairs, we were talking about how we were when children, and it was pretty funny remembering all the crazy stuff i used to do with Dallon, and Drew was telling me about his little sister and how much fun they had as well.

"When i get out of here, i will hug my sister really tight" Drew said and made a small pause, sighted and continued "When i became, you know an addict and shit, i started being mean to her, she was trying to be nice to me, instead i treated her like shit" He said and a tear scaped his eye, i hugged him and removed his tears.

"Hey, don't cry, i promise it will be better when you get out, your sister and you will have the best relationship" I said trying to confort him, in the past two weeks i've been working really hard to finally be happy, my parents came to see me, and it was good to see them again, they look tired, mum cried and shit but i really missed her.

Also Gabe and Annya came again, they are good, well, Annya is not, she's been having some family issues, i wish i could help her, but, her family hates me, you know, because i am weird, i guess, and her brothers always call me emo freak and stuff like that, but, if they hate me, they don't need to hate their own sister.

I didn't realized Drew and I were all silent, sometimes i wonder what is in his mind, but then again, people need their own privacy, and the only place where they really have it is in their own minds.

"What is making you so quiet, baby doll?" Drew asked and i smiled, and shook my head, he hugged me and we stood up and walked towards the garden, there we spent really long time... and i forgot to tell, Diane left, she needed other 'kind' of help, Clarice didn't told us much, she only said she needed more help than the one she could provide, and i felt really bad, i felt guilty, and i told Drew what i had done, he got all nuts first, then he just hugged me and told me those things happen when you're in a fancy madhouse, and he was right.

Sometime at night, i keep thinking about being free, and happy, and all the crap we don't struggle with, sometimes i just need a spark, something that can give me hope, something that can keep me going, my last hope.

"We should probably head inside, dinner time's almost here" Drew said and he tried to stood up, i grabbed his hand in order to stop him and he gave a confused look.

"I need to tell you something super cheesy and stupid" I said and he smiled then nodded, we kept holding hands and i turned my head to face him "You're my last hope, the little spark that is keeping me here, the little thingy rith there, when nobody's there, you keep glowing, i love you" I said and hugged him.

"I love you so much Elle! you are the sweetest, smartest person i've ever met, and i am so glad i am here in this crappy madhouse, and somehow, you are here with me, and you are light to me" Drew said and kissed me, i felt like everything was okay, that no scar mattered, no single tear, just us.

We broke our kiss and stood up, holding our hand we walked inside, and there was...my family.

I got all nervous, there was Dallon, Mum, Dad and well Brendon, so yeah, that was pretty weird if you ask me.

"Hello, Elle, you should gather up all your things" Dad said kind of harsh but his voice was breaking, i smiled and nodded, but before i went to collect everything, i hugged each of them.

"Hello kid, long time" Brendon said and i hugged him, then Dallon, Drew and him went to help me, i was smiling so bad my cheeks hurted so much, but it was worth it!

I got my suitcase and started getting all my clothes then i got Dallon helping me gathering all my stuff while Brendon was interrogating Drew, after a while they were chatting about which album was better and how they worked on each one, and that was so damn weird.