It has been a year since Annalise Montgomery lost her fifteen year old sister Lilly in the middle of a sunny day when she was waiting in a parking lot.
Annalise takes the case into her control when the police are empty handed. No leads, no traces, n...
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There is no denying that Lilly Montgomery has a deadly beauty to her. She's the opposite to me. She's the Angel on one shoulder, I'm the devil on the other.
I feel relieved once Lilly switches her phone close and sit's it back in her lap. She told me that she had been having troubles with her friend- Samantha, for a while now, which is why she is constantly typing messages and looking frustrated. It bothers me how fifteen year olds act now.
I remember being fifteen and living without technology. Sure, I had it, but I never used it the way my younger sister and her peers do.
"Mom and dad are going to be sad when you move out in a few days." Lilly Montgomery sighs out while I park my car in the parking lot for my new apartment complex. I'm proud of the car I saved for since I was sixteen. It's clean, fresh, and the nicest thing I own.
The small carpark tucked behind a building doesn't seem like the type of place to see my car parked. But, this apartment was the best I could do- despite the creepy drive down an alley then sharp turn into a closed off ground floor parking. It looks more like a motel.
"I know Lill." I turn the car off and turn to look at my young blonde sister. "But next year you can stay with me in the spare room? Imagine that- us two living together." I trust Lilly the most in the world. At one point I surrendered my closest friend for her.
She's my little sister. My world.
I don't judge her for trying to live to the expectations of someone her age. Society has turned cruel and cold.
I'm the complete opposite to Lilly. She has the perfect sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, tall figure, and the warmest heart. Whereas I got the dark brown hair, hazel eyes, slightly shorter figure, and I apparently aren't the 'most loveable' person- according to an ex boyfriend of mine.
"Ugh-" she whines and unbuckles her seatbelt. "Do you have to move? I know you'll let me live with you next year, and I'll still get to see you all the time, but it's not the-" Lilly stops her sentence abruptly as her girlish ringtone begins to blare.
I can't see the screen, but from the disgruntled expression on her face that it would be a certain unimpressed friend of hers.
"It's Samantha." Lilly sighs. "I better take this. She left her hoodie at our house when she stayed last, so I assume it's her calling to give me an earful about not returning it yet."
"That's okay." I say before opening my car door and stepping out. "I'll carry up the last boxes then we can go get orange juice from the Juice Bar in town." I know getting orange juice will cheer her up. Her and I get it every Saturday without failure, and it always makes her happy.
