My One And Only

Chapter 2

The cardboard box remained sealed in the corner of the living room. I was trying for the whole out of sight out of mind tactic but I'd caught myself on numerous occasions looking over the back of the couch to make sure it was still there, like it was every really going to get up and leave.

Some parts of me wanted to open it but the feeling of collapsing into a heap kept me laid out on the couch.

"That's new," Harrison sighed sitting down on the other couch,

"What?" I asked suddenly knocked out of my little daydream,

"The box. Where'd it come from?"

"Next door," I some how let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding,

He slowly doubled back and looked at it, taking in the details; the scrawny handwriting and the dents in the walls.

"You okay?" I asked cautiously,

"I didn't love him," he shook his head,

As if that made it any easier to bear.

"No but you were his best friend," I insisted,

That had to count for something.

The thing is that Harrison, Harry, processes things differently. He sits and thinks, stares at the wall like he's going mad. He doesn't show his emotion as Harry, he shows it in a character, moulding an entire being off of a few lines on a sheet of paper.

"Where's Hunter?" I asked trying to change the subject,

"Ah, breaking the back fence with a soccer ball last I saw,"

That was a lot like Hunter too. He needed to do something to come to term with anything. Everyone knew he was processing something not because he used his mouth but because you could hear the rhythmic banging of a leather ball and a wooden fence.

Together we made three, all similar and all very different at the same time.

But we shared more than your average siblings, we shared our entire lives, our birthday and before. The Sullivan triplets.

That's when I heard footsteps and the rattling of the door, as if on cue.

"Hi Hayley!" An excited ball of Friday energy in the shape of a seven year old girl burst through the door.

"Am I invisible?" Harry chuckled

"Hey soph, how was school?" I asked as she bounded on to the couch next to me.

"We learnt about how plants get there food through their roots" she exclaimed

"Since when do they teach kids new stuff on a Friday" I laughed as mum came over and kissed me on the forehead.

"We're going to grow some flowers and vegetables outside the classroom," Sophie continued

"That's so cool" I replied,

"Sophie can you go put your backpack up stairs please?" mom asked,

Off she ran upstairs, back pack in tow. Her long blonde ponytail bouncing back and forth.

"How are you my dears?" Mum asked sitting next to me,

"Did Connor and Rosa get off to the air port, okay?" I asked diverting the question she'd asked,