The boat was bobbing and I felt a bit nauseous.
"Noah?"
He was by the motor.
"Yeah?"
"Can I sit down somewhere?"
"Yeah. There are a few seats here."
I sat down and the nauseous started to fade.
"So are you going to tell me?"
"Huh? About what?"
"About why the boat is called Helena."
"Helena was my sister."
"Where is she?"
"She's.... Dead."
"What happened?"
"You know. I don't feel like talking about this anymore."
"Sorry."
"It's okay."
Noah started the engine.
"Helena was killed."
I didn't know what to say.
"I'm sorry. Why?"
"They kidnapped her and wanted money. Everything was going alright and my dad was going to deliver the cash but Helena's boyfriend got scared and did acted like a moron. The kidnappers got afraid and killed her."
"Noah. I'm so sorry."
He put on a brave smile.
"It's not your fault anyways."
I grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it.
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The life of two
RomanceThe story of the struggle of two girls who had just went to the university. And I suck at these so it's pretty much their story :) (pic found on app: WallpapersHD)
