Trapped Inside Myself SEQUEL

Thanks Giving Dinner

There was a flutter of a birds wings from my window,we watched each other curiously and cautiously, as if I were to take a step to close he may fly away.

His beady eyes watched me curiously, tilting his head left and right every so often, he was a pretty eastern blue bird, he must have approved of the song I sang, for it was quite some time before he took flight back into the dangerous world.

Normally I only sand if I was overly happy about something, Because singing for me was something that made me cry happy, I liked how flexible my voice was and how easily it could change from soft Airy tones to something dramatic and suspenseful, at least that's what it was supposed to do, it still carried a natural pretty quality to it, but I hadn't been practicing my technique in years so to my trained ears it sounded rusty.

There was a nick at the door sounding someone's request to enter, I abruptly shut my mouth and said a simple come in.

I turned my gaze from my open window to my brother standing before me.

"I almost forgot you used to sing." He chuckled in remembrance.

"How could you, especially when I made my own rendition of happy birthday." I replied with a grin, Clyde jut laughed more, he was less tense today then he had been the past while, like he was always on edge since he came for a visit.

"It's nice to see you again." He was now serious again, but sincere.

"I missed you a lot." I replied softly.

"I...I don't think I had ever felt so, helpless before in my life... when they took you away from us." Clydes voice came out choked by emotion, it made me sad. "They took you away from us."
He whispered, his brow furrowed in painful thoughts.

"I tried to leave every day for the first who knows how fucking long, you don't know how damn hard I tried to run away, but I was too weak." I said remembering my situation, how many sleepless nights I'd had in that prison surrounded by blinding white walls.

"Don't feel bad, you were trapped, you had no choice, non of us did, it was us who were weak. We didn't try hard enough to get you out of that place." Clyde explained, he took it harder then I wanted him too, he was my brother and when I looked at his face, this had been the first time he cried since we were kids.

I put a hand on his cheek wiping my big brother tears away, he gave me a half grin as his lower lip trembled the slightest bit, then he grabbed me and hugged me like his life depended on it, I embraced him with the same amount of love and need, I felt his body melt as his tears streamed into my shoulder, and soon my sobs filled the room as well, I was so scared to think about being separated from him again, I felt my stomach not just at the thought.

We were two fragile souls mending each other as we just hugged each other, I rubbed his back a little, he was the best big brother any little sister could have," Clyde." I whispered when our sobs calmed.
He hummed in response.

"I love you." I mumbled as we pulled apart.

He smiled as we were looking into each others eyes, "I love you too sis." He replied.

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"They will be here any minute, the turkey should have been in the oven an hour earlier!" Barbra ran around the kitchen frantically, stressed as hell since she was told Patty and his dad were coming for dinner.

"Calm down already, it's just Patrick and his dad!" Calvin told her as e push d the vacuum on the floor, she had gone on a rampage to make sure this house was spotless for the guests, I didn't take part though, and neither did Clyde other then the fact that he was cooking supper like he had planned before.