As slowly as the engine drifts away it seems like it's pulling my eyelids down with it. Callie's purring rumbling in the background of the eerily silent house.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
The phone rings. But it never rings, it's only a silent brick that lay on the counter unless my school needs to complain about me not being there for the third week in a row or once in a while it's Josh's "connections".
Either way I don't want or need to answer it. So it goes to voicemail. But almost immediately.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
The sounds vibrates in my head, it must be important. I then slump myself off my couch and towards the kitchen to answer it.
"H-Hello?"
"Good afternoon is this Ophelia Brown speaking?"
"Um, yes, yeah?" Great answer a question with a question. Wait was that even a ques-
"I'm calling to inform you that your older brother Joshua Brown has been taken into custody by the Truro PD..."
Whoops
Not that anyone's reading but I really like cliffhangers SO and Intro to the story is simply that it started from a school writing assignment then evolved into and interest of writing on here so now it's kinda a song fic for the song
Ophelia-The Lumineers
I suggest it, and the lumineers in general
For anyone who might be reading I hope you have a good day/night
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I should've known better.
Teen FictionOphelia brown. The girl with now plan B. I lived and breathed plan A. Surviving. For lack of a better word.
