Colored

Family

Quinn and I are still laying in the cell. I should be thinking of what was Bull going to do when he found out where we were. Instead all I could think about was my childhood.

One day Alex's family was visiting our family. That day all the people in our neighborhood were going to have a barbecue.

"Sweetheart." My mother had called me. She was wearing simple jeans and a blue blouse.

I had ran into her arms, knowing she would have picken me up. "Yes mommy?".

She had given me that motherly smile that colored mothers gave their children. Where they were saying to be happy, even when almost everyone hates you and that you really meant nothing. "Let's go dearest.". She set me on the ground and walked to the door.

"Oh! Why hello Annie!" I had heard my mother exclaim.

Annie Talery was.... well extraordinary. She was gorgeous and so extremely kind. Her Brown hair was always let loose and always a mess. Her eyes were bright blue and they held this light like she knew she was older now, but she was still a child inside.

Behind her was Alexander Talery. Now, even for a five year old, Alexander was purrfect. At least to me he was. I didn't really like him at the time, but more like I admired him. He was exactly like his mother, kind and held a light in his eyes. Even now, at age sixteen, the light is still there.

"Hello Silveria."(I'm sorry guys I had to name her that in memory of my mom) I heard Annie say.

I guess I really haven't explained my parents much. Well let's start with my mother. She was amazhang. She had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. She had a tan complexion.

My father, well he was different. He would have looked like a white if he wasn't, well colored. He was strong and had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes.

I had walked over to my mother and had stood right by her side.

Annie had given me a warm smile. "Why hello Adriana.". She took out a Hershey bar and gave it to me.

I giggled and I immediately had eaten the bar.

My mother and Annie walked to a different room. I had heard hear them arguing about something.

I had then turned to Alex. He had been playing with a toy train. He didn't look so happy then.

I remember snatching the train from him. He had looked up at me with a frown. We had then sat on the couch. I remember complaining about Quinn. I remember being jealous because she was getting so much attention. She was only two at the time.

Alex had turned to me with a sad look on his face. He had pulled his knees to his chest. "You have a family that loves you very much Adriana, you're very lucky.". That was the first time I had seen Alex cry.