The someone in the Bugatti is actually two someone's, and they happen to be Avery and Jonas. They get out and walk up to the house and begin talking to Esther, my "caregiver". That's when I knew to star packing my bags, well bags meaning my small suitcase full of a few changes of clothes and a toothbrush. I went downstairs and heard Esther talking about legal papers and my sister was growing ever so slightly impatient. She saw me and looked surprised, probably by my horrific hair, ratty and matted from not brushing it. My green eyes that used to be vibrant were now dulled and in seeing. My face pale and large bruise colored bags beneath my eyes.
I walked calmly out to the Bugatti and sat down by the wheel, overcome with happiness, masked by depression. I was so, so happy but I felt nothing. My sister was finally 18, old enough to care for me, but my mind doesn't seem to know.
Avery and Jonas rushed outside and told me to get in the back. Avery sat in the passengers seat."Omg you look horrible! What happened! are you ok?! Tell me what's wrong!" I knew I should speak but my mouth wouldn't remember how to move and I fumbled out a quiet, scratchy voice." I haven't spoken for years" and Avery went crazy "Esther said that but I wouldn't believe her, I thought about you so much, have you become like mom was?" That one sentence re birthed me. I broke into tears, and the wall depression had up broke down, feeling flooded into my brain, clogging my nerves, filling my pores. My sister took one look at me then her and Jonas's eyes met and they left me alone. And I didn't mind one bit.
Ok, that was a big turn, very cliche, I know but whatever.
