Chapter 2
I hauled myself out of the sofa where I had fell asleep after a restless night of staring at the ceiling as the doorbell rang once again. I had never thought that I would detest such a sound in my life.
"Yeah?" I rubbed my eyes, opening the door.
"Hello, we're from Estates Agent. We're here to see the house."
"See what house? The house belongs to me." They didn't need to-
"Really?" my aunt Lorriene, stepped out from behind the guy. "Your parents left me the house. Get out. Now."
I stood there stunned. If me and my sister was left with the mortgage shouldn't we get the house? Didn't that even make sense.
My aunt always didn't really like us when we drew all over her presentation slides and somehow managed to get her promotion delayed. Now she could kick me out of a house, and she was doing it gloatingly. I scowled at Lorriene. "I have no where to go."
"Your sister. I'm renting this house out now. Get out. You have one day to move everything you want out." The guy from Estates Agent looked embarrassed at our conversation. This was what happened every family gathering, so it was nothing new to us.
Lorrriene turned to the Estate Agent guy. "We'll come back tomorrow. I ran into some difficulties. I'll get her evicted tomorrow don't worry."
She turned back to me. "Now just go out, get a job and pay back all your debts. Who knows why your parents left you the mortgage but left me the house? That has got to say something about you. If you know what is good for you, you'll do what I say."
I slammed the door and walked into the kitchen. I had grown up in this house and it held all my memories, the good and the bad. I felt sad that now I had to leave. This situation was so unreal, and din't make any sense to me. Because of some stupid reason like a will which means I get stuck with a mortgage, but I don't get the house?
I grabbed an energy bar and started towards the stairs. I went pass Leslie's room and wondered what she was doing. I hadn't seen her since I fell asleep. She couldn't be in school I would have heard- damn school! Oh well I'm almost certain I was moving anyway.
She was gonna have to be more responsible now... I stepped into my room and notice something on my table. There was a folded piece of paper under a paperweight. I picked it up. My paperweight was plainly for decoration purposes, and I had never used it for its intended purposes.
I took a deep breath and read it.
Dear Caite
Im sorry but I have left. You wont find me here anymore. You can have everything I leave behind.
I understand if you hate me. I have never been a good role model as your older sister. Sometimes I even feel like you're even more mature then me. Im sorry again for that too.
I have left town and I am not gonna leave an address coz I know your gonna come and track me down.
Love, Leslie
I ripped the paper up and threw the pieces in the air and screamed. My whole life was going down the shit drain.
I was basically homeless and owned nothing. I had no where to go, no money to my name, and knew no one I could stay the night with. I hated charity, be it giving or receiving it.
I screamed until I was exhausted, and I was very close to tears now. I didn't want to go live in a children's home. No one did. Then I suddenly remembered we had that summer house that we used to frequent when I was younger.
We hadn't been there in a long time. It was so old, I had forgotten about it until, like, 5 seconds ago.
I packed up as much stuff as I could and took a final walk through the house I had grown up in, trying to breathe in the scents of childhood. Of yesterday. Of a certain life where I only had to worry about homework and fitting in.
Then I went to the bus station, and bought a ticket out of this city.
At this point of time, I just wanted to leave everything behind.
