Bleeding Through to See

Chapter 2

Hours later I woke up to the sound of the front door slamming shut as footstep echoed away. One of them left again and to be honest, I really don't care which one it was. I couldn't hear anything downstairs, maybe that was a good thing. Normally after they fight all night long, one of them leaves and the other storms up here and yells at me. Like it's my fault that they both are immature parents.

This time though, I didn't hear anything in the house. A moment later I heard two car doors slam as the vehicle started. Tossing over to look out the window, I noticed they both were in the car and it was packed up. They pulled out of the driveway and headed down the street. I watched as their car disappeared. A part of me was wondering what all was in the back of the car. That's when it hit me, Henry's room, his stuff.

Quickly I hopped up and ran out of my room, down the hall into his room on the left. The door was still shut like it has been since he passed but I could smell fresh bleach and other cleaning supplies. When I pushed the door open my jaw dropped to the floor as tears began to cloud my eyes. Henry's room was bare. There wasn't a poster of the minions from Despicable  Me hanging on the wall or a basketball sitting under his desk chair. His bed wasn't even in there. The room looked as if it was never his to began with or that he never had a life.

I couldn't breath anymore. Why would they do something like this? How could they! Henry was their son. Stumbling back down the hallway my breaths became even shallower than before. Gripping my door handle I screamed out in pain. Yes I have come to realize I'll get to look a pond my little brother's face again. Or see him have an actual girlfriend, go to prom, graduate high school or even live the life that was suppose to be full of happiness and laughter. He was gone, I thought was I slid down my door.

However I never thought that I see the day when all the things he loved gets tossed. They didn't even ask if there was one thing of his that I'd like to keep and remind myself that he wasn't just a figment of my imagination. What I am suppose to do? How am I suppose to live with myself if I don't remind myself of who I use to be?

A/N

Sorry it's so short. Trying to figure out how everything works on my new Acer Aspire Switch 10! I promise the next chapter will be longer.

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