The Return Home

Prologue

I stood at my bedside filling several suitcases until I heard a slight knock on my door. "Come in" I said quietly. I continued to shove clothes in the suitcases as the door slowly opened. "Allie?" My sister asked, sincerely. "hmm?" I asked not looking up at my sister. She then sat down on my bed beside a suitcase, and put her hand on my arm, trying to get my attention and look at her. I obeyed. We stared at each other for a moment.

Her medium length, dark-brown hair, was put up into a ponytail, her long bangs laid across her forehead going to one side. Her glasses magnified her crystal blue irises. She wore a lilac colored tank top, with grey sweats, and purple slippers. It was only 8 in the morning so she was still in her pajama's. Unlike me who was fully dressed and ready for the day. I myself also had my medium length light-brown hair put up into a ponytail. Like my sister, I wore glasses, my eyes on the other hand were hazel and had more green in them. I wore grey jeans, a lighter green t-shirt, and green converse.

"You don't need to do this." She said, almost pleading. I looked back down at the suitcases. "I have too! I need to know if it's all true! I need to know if they are really gone! I can't keep going on telling myself that there could be a chance that some of them could still be alive! And I want to see for myself!" I explained, starting to feel the tears coming but I pushed them away.

My sister sat there in silence. Before she could speak, I spoke up. "For 6 years, I've been hoping and praying that someone would call and tell me they were ok, but I get nothing, and my gut keeps telling me that they just haven't realized that I was here visiting when it happened."

I came to my older brother and sister's apartment 6 years ago to visit but have not gone back to Beacon Hills for 6 years. "We've kept you here to protect you from witnessing what you are wanting to go witness!" Her voice sounded upset. I took a deep breath, then turned to face her. "Please Natalie! I need to do this so I can heal! They're my family!" I begged. Natalie sighed. "Do you really need to stay there the entire school year? I mean its your senior year, don't you want to have senior year here with your friends?" She asked. I shrugged my shoulders. "Of course I do, but Beacon Hills is my home! And I wanna be home!" I explained in a sad tone. Natalie stood up and put her hand on my shoulder before pulling me into a hug. She pulled away, tears slowly falling down her cheeks. She tried to hide her sadness by smiling, but I could tell she was upset about me leaving. I pulled her back into a hug. "It'll be ok, I promise. Please don't be upset with me for leaving!" I softly begged, trying to not allow tears to fall. She stepped back at me with a reassuring smile. "I'm not upset with you for leaving! These tears are because I'm gonna miss the crap out of you!" We both chuckled before she continued. "I know your strong enough to take care of yourself!" She said, smiling, pulling me in for one last hug. "Come on! We don't want to miss your flight! We don't need Matt barging in on our moment!" She smiled, helping me grab my suitcases, and we headed for my bedroom door. Once I entered the door frame, I couldn't help but look back at my now empty room, all that's left was most of my furniture and some books that I can't fit into my suitcases, and a few pictures that I already had on my phone. Even though sadness filled my eyes, I couldn't help with being excited about going home after six years. 

I smiled as I turned to leave, because a new adventure awaits me!