Hurt // Justin Foley

Chapter 2 - house sweet house

She wakes up as the car comes to a complete stop, arms stretching out. Alex mutters "We are here." to his sister, unlocking the car doors. As Pyper sluggishly drags herself out of the car, tying her up in a messy bun with the used bobble around her wrist. Alex grabs his sister's suitcase, leading it into the house. Pyper observes her new neighbourhood, granted it is dark, but it's different from the dormitories back at home. Wrong. She can't say that now, this is home now. The quaint, average, day to day, American neighbourhood is her home. Not the plain, disciplined, cramped corridors of the school.

Alex coughs, grabbing the attention of Pyper. "Oh.." she drifts off "... sorry kinda zoned out there" she releases a small cough, cheeks going red.

Alex just gives a lopsided smile, "Don't worry about it," he pauses looking at the house with Pyper, "let's go inside, Peter and Dad are in there. Mum, however, is on the nightshift" Pyper nods following her brother inside the house. "Just so you know I did up your room, it may not be great but without you being here I made it the best I could do." Pyper nod at her brother. Looking down at the phone to check the time.

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Pyper just put her phone away, wanting to see her family. If they want to see her anyways. As the twins enter the house Alex quickly shouts out to their family 'Sir, Peter, Pyper is here !" A couple seconds later their older brother Peter comes around the corner, wrapping his arms around the twins. Pyper half hugs back. Peter was always their Dad's child while Alex and Pyper were more like their Mum's children.

It was almost instantaneously, he came round the corner, between the kitchen and the dining room. Eyes locking with Pyper's. Alex takes notice of the way she straightens her back even more, in a military manner, "Hello sir." She says nervously, fidgeting with her hands. Wringing, scratching and rubbing them.

"Good to see you back, let's hope they have actually made progress with you, however, your posture is saying otherwise." The Deputy says in a huff.

"Yes sir" Pyper mumbled, straightening her back

"Remember if you go back to your old ways you'll go straight back there." He just rolls his eyes. Before walking out of the room, Peter in tow.

Without looking up from the floor, scrunching her eyes together before sighing and looking up at Alex "So, how about that room?" Alex gives a small nod, lifting up his sister's suitcase up the stairs. He takes notice of the stickers on the side of the suitcase, nothing too interesting. In reality, he didn't know what to say. He wanted to talk so much to his twin, catch up on the years, but everything felt so different, so so different. The whole dynamic has changed, and he didn't like it.

Meanwhile, all Pyper can think about is her Father. She never understood why he had such a strong distaste for her. For as long as she can remember, he had been like this. Demanding. He was never like this with her brothers, he adored them. Yes, he cared for her, but he sent her away from her family. To a school, she hated for two years with no contact. To her family. But he was right. She had been taught to be disciplined, back straight, shoulders back not trembling allowed in the academy. Alex brings Pyper out of her thought with the opening of a door.

Both the twins smile. Pyper, in adoration of her new room and how pretty it is, Alex at how happy his sister looks at her room. As soon as their father announced the arrival of Pyper, both himself and Peter had taken it upon their room to decorate their sister's room. A creme coloured wall, with a bed taking up a good portion of the room. Pillows adorning the bed, in order to bring comfort into the room. That's when she notices some pictures stuck to the wall behind the bed. She slides onto the bed to observe the photos. Many of them were of Pyper and Alex, or Pyper and Peter. But the one in the centre of them was a family photo. The last one was taken before Pyper had left to the academy. The deputies arms wrapped around his children's shoulders, a grin on his face and their Mum stood to the right of Pyper. She then turns to Alex, arms wrapping around her brother's shoulders, burying her face into him. "Thank you so much" her voice cracks mid-sentence. Alex wraps his arms around his sister