Shy Eyes

10

"Asher." She spoke.

I looked up at Asher and his eyes had blown open. He had so many mixed emotions in his head that I didn't understand how it was possible. He looked confused, happy, shocked, stunned, speechless, angry, sad, relieved, amazed, dizzy, and tense all at one time. He looked like a grenade about to explode. He opened his mouth, with shaky breath he spoke:

"E-Emily-"

Emily. Holy shit. This was his sister. His dead sister. Now I understood why he looked the way he did. His sister was standing before us, with a gun, and she was alive. I felt the tendrils of disbelief shoot through me. I shivered. Was it the cold? Was it the gun? Were we safe anymore?

"Emily." He choked and began to swifty make his way toward her, holding his arms out for her. It would have been a beautiful sight to see if she hadn't tightened her grip on the gun .

"Stay back." She spoke, her voice was uneven, unsure.

"Emily?" He sounded hurt. I stood completely still. It wasn't my business.

"Don't touch me." She said, "You shouldn't be here."

"Y-you're alive." He said quietly.

Emily looked on the verge of tears. She held her stance however. Asher took another step foward and she didn't move.

"Take another step and I'll shoot you, Asher. I don't want to." She said.

"Why are you doing this?" He sounded devastated and happy, " Emily, my Emily, you're alive."

He took another step and she didn't move. She struggled to keep her strict facial expression. I began to feel very nervous the closer he got to her gun. This girl was emotionally unstable. Asher took another step. Now he was directly infront of his sister, the gun was pressed firmly to his chest. He lifted his hand and swatted the gun away, before taking Emily's shoulders and crushing her against his chest. She was menacing and powerful but in her brothers arms she looked vulnerable and small. She slightly relaxed into him hut not very much.

"How are you alive?" He whispered into her hair.

"Its hard to explain." She said quietly.
"Get off of me."

"Emily." He kept hugging her.

"I said get off." She demanded.

He looked like he'd been slapped in the face when he released her.

"What are you doing Emily? What is all of this?" He asked.

"Its business." She said lifting the gun again.

But what it really was was obvious. It wasn't business it was crime. Mafia.

"What are you doing-" his voice cracked.

"You already know too much." She said. " I can't have people blowing my cover."

"Em, its me. Your brother." He said.
"I'm the one who covered up your murder. I'm still covering it."

"Then why does she know." She said pointing her eyes at me. I froze, suddenly the room felt below zero degrees, and a shiver went down my spine when she looked at me.

"This is Paisley." He said looking into my eyes, " She's, well.... shes... the girl I love."

My heart skipped a beat. Did I hear that correctly? My heart sped up, and dropped into my stomach. Maybe it melted a little too. I felt like I was going numb. My lips parted.