Runaway Love

Chapter 19: Sister Lovin'

My palms started sweating rapidly.

"Pricilla...hi. Can we talk in private?" I asked, when I noticed everyone was silent and staring at us.

"Oh, yeah, sure. I'll be back girls." Pricilla gave them a reassuring smile before following me into the house.

"I can't believe it's actually you." She finally said as we sat down on the couch. She, of course, kept her distance as if I was a stranger.

"So you recognize me?" I wrapped my thumbs around one another...its a habit when I'm nervous.

"Yeah. At first, I knew I've seen your face before. Then, a few minutes ago, I was positive it was you. I'm sorry I didn't wait to talk to you. I've waited 4 years, I just needed to..." she cleared her throat, and I noticed her eyes were glossy, "I'm sorry, I don't usually get emotional." She fanned her eyes with her hands and sniffled.

"Pricilla, it's fine. I'm still alive, I'm here." I reluctantly embraced her in a hug. I keep forgetting I'm older, and that I'm the one who has to be strong right now.

"I missed you so much. I'm so sorry for being such a horrible sister before." She said in between sobs. Her voice was muffled by tears and my shoulder covering her mouth.

"You weren't a horrible sister," I bit my lip, "I'm okay, you're okay."

"Is this actually happening?" She finally looked me in the eyes, just scanning me over.

"Yes, I'm actually here. I escaped after 4 years of being kidnapped. My kidnapper tormented me, but he hasn't for a little while, so maybe it's over. You can never really be sure though." I faked a nervous laugh.

"Why didn't you tell the police?"

"I just wanted to be a normal girl, until my whole story uncovered. I don't want to be known as the "kidnapped girl". I'll be treated differently, more fragile, like I could snap any moment. I didn't want people knowing something that personal happened to me."
Pricilla's eyebrows raised and I knew she understood.

She's finally becoming more comfortable with me, after our hug.

"I can't believe I didn't recognize you sooner." She gave a half smile, then looked towards the ground in shame.

"It wasn't your fault," I leaned closer, "I hit puberty." We both laughed briefly, before becoming serious again.

"So did I, I guess. I just wish you could've been there to experience it with me." Her tone turned sad again. I just wish we could forget it ever happened, but that's kind of hard.

"You look beautiful, Pricilla. I'm surprised guys aren't chasing you down the block."

"Cameron's lucky, he has such a wonderful girl to call his own. You were destined to be together, I believe so much in fate, and I'm positive it brought you two together for a reason." I genuinely smiled, patting her shoulder.

"Fates waiting to bring someone to you who deserves your love." Pricilla was about to say something, when she looked behind me. I turned around to see what she was looking at.

Cameron was making funny faces as he was squished up against the glass door.

He walked away a second later, obviously wondering what was going on in here.

"You should move back in with mom and dad. You have no idea how excited they'll be to see you." I knew I should move back in with my parents, but I couldn't find the strength to leave Cameron. I wanted to stay here with him...

"I'll think about it." I forced a smile that made me look constipated.

"Well, we should get back to the party before people think I murdered you or something." I let out a short laugh, before following her outside again.