"...Maybe I shouldn't have left, afterall..."

The household me and Felicity grew up in was rough. Our mother was abusive and so was our father. We never really grew up like normal people. My sister, Felicity, is a very sensitive girl. She would used to get upset over the smallest things. Deep down, she was mature. She was really overworked and stressed. I tried to make her feel better but, trust me, I'm really not the best person for that. I moved out of the house last week. I thought that it would be a good idea so I can get away from my parents but... I was missing one crucial thing. One crucial person. Felicity Giles. I didn't think much of it or how much it would affect her if I left but now the more I think about it, the more guilt I feel. The more I believe I am the world's worst brother.

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I woke up to the sound of the birds singing outside. I look around my room and— Wait a second. Where am I!? Oh... That's right. I moved out of my house. I finally have my own space to myself. I'm finally away from mom and dad. Finally away from... Felicity. I already miss her. I can't message her because of our strict parents. I wasn't allowed a mobile phone until the age of 18. The same applies to my sister. The only way I could communicate with her was to go and directly visit her. I've only been gone for one day but I already miss her so much. I suppose it's decided. I'll go and see her. I'm sure she misses me just as much.

I got up out of bed and made my breakfast. It took a while to prepare because I obviously only consume the finest of dishes. I carefully got dressed and got in my car. When I was driving I realised something... My parents weren't home. So she's home alone then? I hope she's doing okay. I park the car across the street and walked over. I gave the door a knock.
"Anyone in there?" I try to look through the window but the blinds were up. There was no answer. "Felicity?" I knock again. There was still no answer. I decide to phone my mother. She didn't pick up. I tried calling my father. He didn't pick up either.
"Hello?" I start getting a bad feeling about this. I get the door key from my pocket as I start to unlock the door. I step inside. All of the lights are dead except for a few in the corner of the room that are in bad condition and are flickering. "Hello? Anyone here?" I make sure to check all of the rooms. The last room I checked was... Felicity's room...

Why am I nervous? It's just Felicity's room. There's nothing to be scared about, right? The door was ajar. I was somewhat drawn to it but at the same time... I was scared. Felicity is in here. I just know it. She'll be playing with her little dolls like she always is. "Hey, Felicity... Can I come in?" I say softly while carefully knocking the door. There's... still no response. I take a large inhale and breathe out. I place my palm on the doorknob. Here I go...

The door creaks open.

"...Felicity...?"

"..."

"...Maybe I shouldn't have left, afterall..."

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566 Words RAHH! I hate this guy so I'm trying to get myself to feel bad for him by writing fics and it's definitely working. Bye chat.

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