Eyeball (bsm2)

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*eyeball's p.o.v*

It's been a couple of days since I've last seen Elizabeth. I don't regret what i said. Why would I?

Dad has left us alone since it's near the day of moms birthday. He hasn't even asked about her. Like what the hell.

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Me ace and the rest of the cobras were sitting on our trucks and doing nothing but listening to the radio. The news came on shortly after some new song.

"Body of young Elizabeth Chambers has been found. It has been discovered near the river and it appears she was hit by a train. She may have been alive hours after the incident but passed away. The hunters that use the spot left voice recorders there and this is what they found. Viewer discussion is advised."

"I wonder what eyeball would think. Maybe that I'm a pansy or some shit. *groans* why did they hate me so much?..... oh that light is pretty very... very pret-"

"That was all. The word cut off is when we believe she died."

Ace turned down the sound. Nobody said anything. I had tears in my eyes. Why could I be so mean to my baby sister.

I heard running and I turned around just to have Chris hug me sobbing into my shirt repeating her name.

I couldn't hold onto my sanity any longer and started crying. Ace came over and put his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him afraid that he would hit me for being a pussy.

" it's okay to cry. We all lost someone."

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Me and Chris walked home not saying anything. We walked through the door to see dad sitting there staring at the small tv.

" where is your bratty sister."

I heard a small sob and Chris ran up stairs.
"Dad. Elizabeth died."

"Oh."

"Is that all you have to say? Oh. Like what the hell thats your only daughter. You where supposed to be protective of her. She fucking died thinking no one loved her. I did and Chris did. We were scared. But you. Your just a coward."
With that I stormed up to my room.
Not forgetting her as I went to sleep.

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