One Last Hope

Two

✽ Kaylee's POV ✽

So, It's official, were moving back to California. I guess I should be happy; no more home school, no more being pushed around all day, and best of all, actual home cooked, hot meals! The truth is, I'm relived. I'm so damn relieved that this isn't the end of me. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that my dad was going to kill us like he did to my mom any day now. If I ever told Jasmine I felt that way, she'd call me selfish. I don't care if I'm being selfish, I have every right to be. 

"Get in the car!" He told us, putting his bags in the trunk.

"But.. we didn't even pack our clothes!" I tried to make up an excuse so that we wouldn't have to leave just yet. 

"All your clothes are either ripped or bloody. I guess you'll have to buy yourselves new clothes." He spoke softly for once, slamming the trunk shut. My sister and I had no other choice but to get in and shut up.

He drove off without saying another word.  He was right about our clothes. Honestly, how are we supposed to buy new clothes when we don't even have money? Even if we earned any he would take it and spend it on a 6 pack of beer.

"Like I said, you two better not screw this up for me unless you want the consequences!"

We both nodded, "Yes, sir." 

 The both of us were afraid to say anything else to him. I looked over at my twin sister, who was playing with her necklace, which she rarely ever took off. I had the same necklace I just kept mine in my pocket since dad didn't like us wearing them because our brother, Cody, gave them to us a few days before he ran away. He told us that as long as we had these necklaces, we were together by spirit. I still remember the night he left. He gave Jasmine and I long hugs and said that we needed to stay strong for mom and that she's always watching over us. I used to stay up at night talking to the moon and the stars, hoping that wherever it was my mom went to, she'd hear me. After I turned 14, I lost hope in ever seeing either of them ever again... but moving back to the same town we tried to get away from after mom and Cody left changes everything.

"Do you think we will see him?" I whispered to her loud enough for her to hear and for him not to. 

"I don't know. It's been 5 years.. if we saw him, we probably wouldn't realize it." She sighed.

"Well you never know. Maybe he won't look different". I coughed and she just went back to looking out the window. 

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✽Jasmine's POV✽

I looked out the window at the small drops of rain that had just started hitting the window. I wanted to tell Kaylee that we would see our brother again.. but as much as I wanted to, it's not the true answer. I didn't know the answer. I wished mom was still here, she'd get us out of this mess.

I just don't get it. What's oh so charming about my dad? He's your typical asshole drunk guy. Let's not even mention the part about him being an abusive murderer. I mean like, one day he was sweet and loving towards us, just like any other father would be.. and then another day he's just shutting us out. He has yet to let us back in. It's alright though, I don't want him to let us back into his heart. I have no space for his stupid ass in mine. Whenever I look at him, all I see is Kaylee kneeled down next to my mama on the floor, both of them covered in blood, Kaylee screaming and crying. It was a horrible sight that still brings tears to my eyes even 5 years later. 

He pulled into a gas station that seemed like it was deserted.

"You two brats stay here." He said getting out and slamming the door.

"Hey, we could get out now and leave maybe he wouldn't find us!" I tried opening the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"Child safety locks. You can only open them from the outside." She laid back in her seat and starred out the window. "It's not like we would make it very far. Remember how we tried that after we moved the first time?" She shook her head at me, closing her eyes tight.

"I try not to remember." I whispered to her before dad come out of the store with a beer in his hand. This is going to be a long ride to California. 

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✽Kaylee's POV✽

We drove for 12 hours strait. Dad wouldn't give us any food, and we were starving. He had a pile of snacks and drinks in the front passenger seat, it was so unfair. And every time we tried to fall asleep he would speed up and then stop the car so that we would hit our heads.

Then after that we got on an airplane and took a 3 hour flight to LA.

"TAXI! HEY!" Dad said, trying to get the taxi's attention. 

We got in the backseat of the taxi and drove to the address where dads fiancee awaits. 

"Kaylee.. I'm worried." Jazz whispered to me.

"I know. I am too. Who knows what dad has planned!" I whispered back. 

We finally arrived to the house where a woman and two girls our age were smiling. 

"Hey, Jon!" The woman smiled, landing a kiss right on his lips. 

"Jennifer, these are my daughters Jasmine and Kaylee." 

She greeted and hugged us both. Jasmine gave me a 'help me' look. 

"And these are my daughters Elena and Cristal." 

Poor girls. One day they will probably have the same life that Jasmine and I have.