Never Meant To Be Apart

13. when the darkness resurfaces

I will never know why they were gone and I had to stay. Why my sister left me when she knew I was incapable of surviving alone. I was a failed experiment of Darwin's natural selection theory . Left here here to rot on this hell called earth .  it was not their fault it was mine that they were dead. They were coming to pick me up from my art classes and then we were going to go to movies. And being this mousy scared freak I was they had to come get me . There was a road accident  on this very day , which  brutally killed my only reason to breath . I miss them so much . A traitor tear rolled down my cheek looking at my home home videos .

TODAY ! CHRISTMAS was all about me and my memories . Looking at their faces on t.v.  screen  when i was 6 and Emma was 2years old. 

Oh! it was a funny Christmas . I could see  the little me looking at my mother with wide eyes as she hands me my little present and i show it  to my father who was behind the camera and Em came  running towards me  and snatched my present from my hand and starts dancing and I was giggling at her antiques . It made me laugh .  My dad laughed at us , yes we were great sisters when we were young . His laugh echoes in my empty apartment . 

The screen goes black announcing the end of that video. I turn around and scan through the pile of videos and photos of my family ever been clicked or taped . My eyes fall on a video titled Beccy's first heart break and I shiver at that memory . Yes my parents were so fond of tapping everything that they even tapped the first time my heart was broken in seventh grade when Alex Gingers moved to a different town . I cried my eyes out while mother cuddled me and dad video tapped it . Thank god Em was at her marshal arts practice else it would have been a lot worse .  They found it adorable but to me it was yucky yucky. My lips curled automatically at this memory .

I fell into an eternal loop hole of memories where it was not possible to get out . That's the thing about memories , they will come they will go in a second leaving you alone by yourself at the end.

 I was sitting on the carpet in front of my couch with a tissue box , tv remote , a half empty cup of coffee and my favorite teen titans blanky which reminded me of my mother's warm embrace . My eyes fall on the last Christmas morning  I celebrated before being left alone all by myself . I put it on and push the play button  watching their faces as the video starts to play  .

 It was like any normal hormonal teenager's Christmas where dad was as always behind the camera and mom cooing at us while I was yawning because of lack of sleep and my sassy sister looking embarrassed as hell because she was just given  sex talk the previous day after she and her boyfriend pull a disgusting , eye popping stunt  .

It made me forget of my current reason of sorrow and pain because compared  to my past this was nothing . I sniffled trying my best not to cry at this happy memory , wiping away the tears harshly as the soft tissue paper brushed against  my sore cheeks .

 Suddenly my door bell screamed making me jump on my spot . I stood up slowly debating whether to answer the door or let whoever it was think that nobody was home but my door bell screamed again and again and again . It was starting to get on my nerves . 

Anger rising up to heat my cheeks and ears . I opened the door flabbergasted and spat " What?"

It was Stacy who looked at me wide eyed " Are you okay? Why are your eyes red ? Why are your cheeks sour?"  This made me realize I must be looking like lilo when the blue alien wanted to leave or something like that . She nudged  her elbow  to bring me back to reality .

" Seriously what's wrong?" She asked wearing a concerned look. I just shook my head stepping aside to let her in. She came  in shutting the door behind and immediately caught the sight in front of t.v. before my reflexes act to hide everything , all the photos and videos . She instantly turned around on her heels and hug me tightly enough to cut out my oxygen and whispered

" Lets get you out of here " . I simply nod not wanting any more questions or  sympathetic looks from her. Seriously world even if I am crying I don't want your sympathy . 

After changing out of the sweater my mom made for me I step out into the present world , shoving all the sad memories at the back of my head but still my heart was aching mostly because of the absence of my family and little because of MarK but i put on a blank expression when we entered  kiara's house .

A/N

sorry for such a small chapter but it was really hard to write such a depressing chapter. Hope you guys felt Becca's feelings and I was able to successfully convey her state of mind . It might look like becca is confused and jumbled up because she is . We will just have to wait for future chapters to see what happens.......;)

tzoned.....