Hiding My Pain (Completed)

°Chapter Twenty Five°√ Annabelle

"love comes when it comes,  don't force it because in the end you'd just hurt yourself more "
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I don't want her to hate me.

I don't want her to go through the flashes of the past. She's been through much more then any of us.

Much more than Kat and or myself.

She's lost so much in so little time.

She's my only sister left. I can't let her be broken by the thing we all want to forget.

And knowing full well that my action will have it's consequences but I couldn't care less, as long as I keep my sister away from this.

As long as I see her smiling the way she used too without her realization then it's enough for my guilt to lessen.

As long as I keep the past away from her.

From the past that found us.

From someone that ruined her when she was at her weakest.

I don't want to remind her what he did to her.

------(Earlier ) ------

Dawn and Kat had decided to visit the company today so I was left on my own. I stayed in the house wearing grey sweat pants and junk food surrounding me.

Sure I had friends I could hang with but I'd rather not for today. I felt so lazy today. Well scratch that, I felt so lazy and tired all week.

With my college and company going around my mind was bundled in work. After our visitation to our lawyer my mind has been stuck on that specific event. Hearing the laywer talk about our dead parents and sister.

It pained me and by looks of it I knew it pained Dawn as well.

Ever since the accidents everything was different. People viewed us with pity in their eyes.

And I hated every single bit of it.

I was jealous for families out there with their own completed family. But of course I couldn't blame anyone. No one was to be blamed but him.

As I sat on couch lazily stuffing my mouth with junk food the bell sudden rang. I contemplated on ignoring it which I did but after the the bell I figured this person was important.

I trudge my way towards the door but catching a pigsty of myself on the mirror. I cringed and felt sorry for who ever was behind the door . Taking the door knob in my hand I twisted it and opened the door ready to yell at who ever it was but when my eyes landed on that person my blood boiled.

Every memory came rushing back.

Every hatred towards this person waken. My blood boiled instantly, anger rising up.

I glared at the person hoping for her to disappear. Hoping that she'd get the message that she was unwanted, not after what her family did to my own family. Not after I loved her  but only for her and her family to shatter us whole.