Walking Down The Yellow Line

Chapter 11

I took one last sniff of this room for the weekend. My room here always smelled like apples and cinnamon. My mother always loved that smell. She used to make our house smell like apples and it was so warming. I grabbed my bag and headed out.

"Going somewhere?" Cutter asked looking at my bag.

"Yeah going home " I said hiding my face. At this moment I wasn't too pleased with him. When I looked over depression was hitting his face.

"Home?" He questioned looking at me with shock. "And your just now telling me?"

"It's just for the weekend." I reassured avoiding his glare.

"Are you going to see your parents?" He asked trying to keep up conversation desperately.

"Something like that." I mumbled biting my lip to fight back all the tears.

"Did I do something you keep acting like your mad at me." He asked trying to find my eyes.

"Yeah you did." I yelled over my shoulder and hurrying down the stairs.

"Well can you tell me what?" He asked chasing after me.

"I don't know what about the fact that you lied to me about telling Cole?" I asked turning to look at him.

"I was going to tell him." He tried to defend." I don't get why your so mad over one little thing."

"I'm just not in the mood right now okay? I got a lot on my mind." I fought back the tears trying to stay strong.

"You say that but you won't tell me any of it you shut me out."

"Maybe it's none of your business." I screamed as tears fell down my face.

"Let me help you." He softened wiping away my tears.

"I can't." I cried wrapping my arms around him.

"I'm sorry. Okay just please don't cry." He calmed holding me and kissing the top of my head."one question you on your period?" I pulled away a shocking smile on my face.

"What?" I asked as my eyes got big.

"Well your grumpy." Cutter announced as a grin arose on his face.

"Shut up." I joked punching his stomach.

"See abusive girlfriend right here." He screamed as I rolled my eyes.

"Well I got to get going." I hurried as he grabbed me and pulled me back in for a kiss.

"Bye." He broke away with his signature grin.

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"You okay?" Brooke asked as we stood outside the morgue doors. I took another breathe in as my hands trembled. This couldn't be happening. "Take as long as you need before you go in." She said sympathetically. Every nerve in my body was telling me not to go in. Maybe not knowing if they would be gone forever is better than if I go in and see there dead body's lying there. A million questions rolled through my head. How did I get here? How was it I was only a teenage girl and it may or may not be having to plan my parents funeral? I took another breathe and grabbed the door handle to go in. As I walked down the empty hallway, my heart began to speed up and I felt as if everyone could hear it. I opened the next set of doors and every nerve in my body stood on edge.

"Are you ready?" The man in the white coat asked holding the end of a white sheet. I slowly nodded my head and my hands trembled. I bit back my tears but somehow they streamed down. They pulled back the sheet and suddenly I felt every piece of my heart fall.....

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Silence was how we walked out of the building. Tears streamed down my face but no sound came out."so they will continue the search now." Brooke announced breaking the tension. " I promise they are doing all they can to find your family."

"A small part of my body was hoping that would be them. Am I a bad daughter? I thought not knowing would be easier but when he held that sheet over there face when I entered and I thought it was them I felt relieved? How can I feel relieved?" I as as tears fell down my face.

"No, no sweetheart. You are not a bad daughter. You just want answers. We all want answers." She reassured reaching over the center conceal of the car and pulling me into a hug. "It's okay. Everything is gonna be okay."

"But what if it's not?" I cried pulling away from the hug. "What happens if they never find them or their bodies?"

"They will find them, I promise sweetheart. They are gonna find them you just wait and see."

The rest of the car ride to the hotel was silence. You could honestly cut the air with a knife. Only thing running through my mind was where is my family.

As we finally got to my house my body went numb. Every feeling I had gotten before when I would enter had vanished. All I felt was numb. I reached for the door knob as silent tears began to roll down my face. Brooke opened the door and walked in. I just stood there as my heart pumped faster and faster. When I examined the inside of the house something had changed. It was not the usual clean and peaceful place as before. It looked as if every piece of furniture had been flipped and searched. "You would think they would put everything back after searching the house. They know someone will be living here again eventually!" Brooke muttered shoving an open kitchen drawer shut.

"It's fine" I mumbled incoherently. I stalked back to my room passing my brothers room. As I walked in I heard a loud crash and my heart fluttered and I felt like I was going to pass out. A scream escaped my mouth and Brooke ran out to me. I pointed at his closed door one hand over my mouth.

"Ouch" someone yelled and my knees went weak.

"Go call 911!" Brooke yelled reaching for the door. As she opened it I couldn't help but there standing holding his foot was Lucas. My brother Lucas.....