FIONA | ✔️

Chapter 47

The sound of my phone interrupted my sleep and I let out a loud groan before grabbing it, ready to cuss out the person on the other end of the line.

“You better have a good reason for disturbing me this early.”

“Good morning sleeping beauty.” He teased making me let out another groan.

“Just because we’re half-siblings doesn’t mean I can’t kill you. What do you want from me? It’s six thirty in the freaking morning!” I spat angrily at him which seemed to amuse him because he laughed.

He freaking laughed! At the expense of my sleeping time.

“I know and I’m sorry for waking you up but I thought you’d want to come with me this morning.”

“Are you trying to bury a body? Why in God’s name do you want to go somewhere by this time?”

“It’s usually quieter at the cemetery by this time.” He said making me narrow my eyes even though he couldn’t see me.

“I’ve always known there was something off about you. Don’t confess anything to me because if the police ask, I’m telling them everything. I cannot be an accomplice to murder because I have my whole life ahead of me and—’’

“Oh my God shut up Fifi! Are you usually dramatic this early in the morning?” He asked with a sigh and I didn’t need to see him to know he was rubbing his forehead.

“You’re the one who woke me up this early so you have to deal with whatever version of Fiona you get. Now tell me what you’re going to do and I’ll let you know if I’m up for it or not.” I said sitting up.

There was no point in me trying to go back to bed anyway.

“I’m going to the cemetery. It’s Ethan’s birthday today and I always go there every year to see him. I’m used to going very early because it was the only way I could successfully avoid seeing you or anyone in your family.”

At the mention of my brother’s name, I froze and pulled the phone away from my ear to check the date and I felt my heart squeeze at the fact that I’d forgotten my own brother’s birthday.

I’d been so happy these past few months, I forgot all about it.

“Fifi, are you there?”

“Um—yeah sure.”

“Are you okay? Why did you go off?”

“I can’t believe I forgot. I’m a horrible person.”

“No, you’re not.”

“I haven’t gone to see him since he died but I never forget his birthday, ever. How is it that the year I finally find closure and happiness, I forget all about him? Doesn’t that make me a horrible person?”

“No, don’t do that Fifi. We’re not going down that hole so stop okay? It was an honest mistake and it doesn’t mean you don’t love him or that you’ve forgotten about him. Ethan will always be in your heart and you know that.”

I was quiet for a while before I nodded.
“I’ll come with you.”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up in ten minutes.”