Chapter 32
Ronnie’s POV
Milo ended up making me ride home with him and Cecily. I was in the backseat behind my brother pretending like I wasn’t there. I’m guessing Riker allowed Milo to use his car since I was sitting in the backseat of it. We were currently sitting in front of Cecily’s house and I was bored shitless of their conversation.Her house wasn’t anything special. It was a one story house with a fence in front. There was a light on in the front window and the porch light was on as well. The grass looked like it needed to be cut but there was a red rose bush up against the wall under the window. It looked like middle class house or maybe below. It wasn’t like we were rich but we lived in a big house, a house I loved with floor to ceiling windows in the living room, ones you could see the ocean when looking out.
“Milo please…”
“I don’t want to hear it Cecily!”
“Then why ask?” She asked “Seriously”
“Cecily, you tortured my sister. Had your and my friends in on it and I believed you over my own sister.” He told her. I felt weird hearing the two talk about me like I wasn’t here. “Do you even know how that feels? You weren’t like this before Cecily, what changed?”
“I messed up ok. I’m not perfect.”
“You’re right you’re not but you more than messed up. What if it had been your sister Cecily? What if I had been tormenting Anna?” That sentence had me looking up to the back of her head. She had a sister, a sister I didn’t know about.
“But it wasn’t!”
“Exactly it wasn’t but you would do anything to protect her, just like your brother.” My brother spoke to her. “When did you turn into this person? I thought…I thought I knew you. I thought I knew everything about you. So please tell me cause I missed it then I want you out of this car.”
“I don’t…..I don’t know!” Cecily told my brother.
I think she knew exactly when she starting changing, when she because what she is. I think she just didn’t want to admit that she changed, that the people she started hanging with changed her cause then she would have to accept that. Cecily wasn’t always a bitch. I remember a time when she was an acceptable person. The first time Milo actually brought her home mom was out with Dave so it was just the three of us but she was nervous meeting me I knew because she would have a habit of picking at her nails. Like she was doing now in the front seat. Milo had ordered out like we had normally done when mom wasn’t around. Chinese, Fridays were always Chinese. I remember how she would smile when Milo would make her laugh. It was a smile that had your whole face light up and made anyone near smile too. She was nice, sweet even almost innocent but that quickly changed and for a while I thought maybe Milo had something to do with it.
I was snapped out of my memories when I heard a door slam close. I looked out the window and watched as Cecily walked up the path to the front door. Once inside I spoke
“Did you break up with her?” I asked climbing into the front seat.
“Kind of had to Ronnie.” He said hands on the wheel in front of him. “You’re my sister even if we’re not blood. I should have trusted you, I should have believed you. Family comes first always.”
“Milo?” I called his name moments later
“Yeah?”
“Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?” I turned my head to look at him
“I don’t know why?”
“I just can’t help but think if dad never left then we would have never moved back to Washington, that…that nevermind.”
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