reneè one shots / her characters

i can't pt3

A/N this was supposed to be 2 parts but i get carried away and can't write sensibly for shit so

im doing this instead of my 3 assignments due this week and 2 tests i haven't studied for

be grateful

lots of love

EVELYNS POV

i pull up in the driveway, a breath caught in the back of my throat. i can't seem to let it loose, wondering where everything went wrong. except i know exactly where it went wrong. still, i can't help but let a tear fall, remembering the amazing childhood i had. until my dad died and my mom went haywire.

(no clue what my first intentions with the dad were but news flash he died. relatable though so its easy to write about (not about the mom part though my mom is like crazy awesome))

losing your father young is an odd concept to grasp with a young brain. but what's worse is the realization that he was the only thing keeping your mother sane, and now when she looks in the eyes of her soulmate, replicated in her daughters, she can't handle it and grows more and more violent.

finally i get the courage to open the door, although my hand shakes against the handle. grabbing my stuff i head up the fading steps to the peeling door.

knock knock.

the door opens and there she is. the woman i haven't spoken to since i left. this is where i hope with everything in me that she hasn't told my sister im here and ruined her birthday surprise.

"uhm, hi" i say barely above a whisper.

"hi... shes in her room, probably asleep."

"right" i mumble and walk past her, pausing quickly to look around the place, and it stings to find an absence of my father. all his photos gone.

finally i find myself at the door of my now 18 year old sister. my bestfriend. i hesitate, plastering a cheesy smile on my face, and knock.

"come in." she calls out.

i open the door and she turns around. her jaw drops.

"EVELYN!" she squels and runs to hug me, jumping into my arms after i drop my stuff. i squeeze her tight, and we move to sit on the bed.

after she opens all but one of her presents, i tell her to close her eyes and place 3 tickets in her hand.

"open"

confusion spreads across her face before she realizes. in her hands, i put two tickets to renee's show tomorrow night beside one one-way flight to LA.

"you didn't. you didn't, you didn't you didn't you didn't"

i just reply by bringing her in for a hug

"i missed you dee"

"i missed you too ev"

"also i got you some sushi for breakfast, sorry i didn't really know quite what to get so i just got what i like," i pull out the box and hand her the sushi renee bought for me to eat yesterday. i just couldn't bring myself eat it.

time skip because i feel like ive gone completely off track and its bugging me.

we, indy and i, walk up to the man guarding the entrance to backstage and i show them the pass.

"now, how do i know that this isn't a fake you printed,"

"because it isn't sir." i muster all the confidence in me to stand my ground, knowing im right.