Remember Me?

Gone

Gone.

She was gone.

Emma. My other half. My partner in crime. My twin sister.

She was gone.

I stayed up all night in hopes that Emma would come back, that window stayed open and untouched all night. I have been up since she left last night, not moving once or sleeping. I didn't care about the bags under my eyes from lose of sleep, my body had shut down hours ago, the tears that overflowed my eyes all night had dried and left me with silent tears.

Still I sat curled with my knees to my chin, the blanket surrounding me and every inch of my body wishing to crawl in a hole and die. Since the window was open all night the mid-November air crept in and chilled the whole room chilling me to the bone, though my body and heart was still numb.

I didn't dare look at the clock because that would just add to my misery, but living in my house it was a matter of time before-

 "Emma!! Jenna!! It's time to get up!!" My mother burst through the door and looked at me then Emma's empty bed and her usually messy side of the room that was now spotless. She sighed with relief, "It's about time she cleaned her side of the room god it was a catastrophe, and she even went to wash her sheets. This is a miracle, Jenna where is your sister I have to give her the benefit of the doubt?"

She looked back at me but I just sat still in my spot, "I don't know."

 "Well I'll find her later she probably went out with Robin, but Jenna sweetie please get out of bed and go take a shower you shouldn't just laze around all day."  With that she walked out the door leaving me still on my bed, you see a normal mother of that saw their child disoriented and completely depressed she would find out what's wrong. But my mother just told me to stop lazing around and that I needed a shower, Now I know why Emma never got along with her, she never liked to be bossed around.

Then it came to me, my mother drive my sister away it wasn't because Emma did something wrong. It was just my mother's bossy way and strict rules.

 “I just wish I could have done something." I whispered to myself, slowly I laid down and curled tighter in my blanket. I stayed that way all day until my dad came home at 8 that night, I guess something finally clicked when he noticed he didn't see me or Emma. Because all at once him, my mother, and Cory all came into my room cautiously.

 “Jenna sweetie are you okay?" He asked but I said nothing, “Jenna what's wrong?"

When I didn't say anything my mother came close, “Jenna did something bad happen."

 “Yes." I croaked. She looked at my dad who found no words, but I heard a squeak and saw Cory had taken a seat on Emma's bed.

 “Where's her sheet she doesn't do laundry?" He asked. My eyes began to water again and my mother saw this.

 “Jenna where's your sister?"

A moment of hesitation but I managed, “I don't know."

 “Jenna I know you know where Emma is tell me right now." She demanded. When I didn't answer she jumped up and over to Emma's bed, she looked under and back up, “Her laptop is gone."

This got my father's attention and he rushed to the closet, the right side which had all of Emma's stuff was empty only with a few stay hangers. This caused my dad's breath to quicken and I tightened the group on my knees as I watched my parents search the entire room, from her drawers which held nothing but a few stray pieces if clothing and some of my stuff, to her side desk where her photo album piece was and the frame of me and her from our fifteenth birthday, last they looked for her lava lamp.