Blue

Chapter 4

         "Well goodluck. See you tomorrow" Marcus said and kissed Ana goodbye. She watched him walk back down the hill and turn on the corner towards his house. She wished she wouldn't have to walk into this shell of a home without him. But she concluded that wishing wouldn't do her any good and walked up to the door turning the doorknob.
        "I really don't think she'll do well out there. She's lived in cities her whole life, your place is in the middle of no where Dylan " Jonathan said
            "That's why it'll be good for her. To get away from her grief and these kids" Dylan argued.  Anastasia followed the sound of their voices into the kitchen as they argued.
           "Hello Dylan " Anastasia smiled and ran up giving Dylan a giant hug. She couldn't remember truly ever hugging either of her foster brothers before .
         "Ana! You look amazing you've grown so much!" Dylan exclaimed
      "Hehe almost as tall as you " Ana teased
       "Yeah right?! Maybe in a million years " Dylan laughed lifting his hand up above her head mock measuring her height .
         "Ok ok believe what ever makes you feel better"
          "I hate to interrupt this reunion ,but , we really must be getting on with business"John interrupted . They both looked at him slowly and then back at eachother. Dylan scratched his chin and argued " Yeah,  speaking of business you have one of dad's children , his business ! Can't I take care of the other " He smiled at how good a point he had just made.
      "There is a large difference between a business and a child, Dylan. .. anyways , I don't think you could take care of either" John debated
      "Ouch, well first off im very capable and even if i werent my wife is also don't you think she should get a say in it?"
   "No"
"I want to stay with Dylan, he seems like the best option what with the business and all " Ana interjected stepping back from John to keep space between them.
   " What?! Absolutely not! I can balance the business and family for the years we have left with you. Can he?" Jonathan tried to maintain his composure
   "WHY ARE YOU SO AGAINST IT "  Dylan did not.
    " YEAH WHAT DO YOU HAVE AGAINST HIM ?!" Ana didn't either
  "I wish I could explain that to you " John mumbled
     "What? " Ana started
"Well that's a tad overdramatic " Dylan accused
   "I wouldn't say so, considering you killed our father " John covered his mouth as if it could shove the words back in
" I.... did....not. I gave him medicine for his cough. " 
"Sorry"
Ana got angry " YOU SHOULD BE THAT WAS OUT OF NOWHERE . THAT'S INSANE!" Suddenly she slapped John in the face.
   "GO TO YOUR ROOM " John gave up.
Ana was stunned. She looked at her hand. She had never gotten violent enough to hit someone.  She found herself sitting on her bed hearing a " You get out!" From Johnathan and a few choice words from Dylan before a door slamming . Why was this such a big deal? Why was Jon acting like this? She walked across her room to a loose floorboard and pulled it up. She took out an old stuffed animal and two unopended lockets (one from her parents and one from her grandfather) from it. She replaced the floorboard and layed  down on her bed. She held on to three items tightly and cried. And cried. And cried. For what must have been the whole night silently.  Safely crying. As the sun barely came up above the horizon she gently lifted her eyes unsteadily.   She noticed a single match and a picture of her foster family she had kept since it was taken.