I pounded on the door with my fist again. "Abby! Let me in!" but there were no sounds of approach on the other side of the door, just the occasional sniff. It killed me to know that she was crying, and I couldn't fix it. It killed me to know that Nanna, who I considered my little sister, was gone, and I coudn't get her back. Abby wouldn't even let me try to help her. It killed me that the last thing I had seen of her was one of her crying. It made me furious. How dare someone intrude in our life, take one of our family members, and destroy what little peace of mind we had?
I was so deep in thought I almost didn't hear the click of Abby unlocking the doorknob. Almost.
I twisted the knob, barging in and scanning the room for her. I found her in the farthest corner, hunched over her bent knees, her eyes wet and red. I took a deep breath and tried not to punch something.
"Abby. Listen. We'll find her. I --" I started.
"Don't make a promise you can't keep, Zakk." Her voice cracked on keep.
I didn't say anything, I just reached over and took her hand. It felt so familiar, I almost broke down and asked her to be with me like that again, right then. But there were more urgent matters at hand.
"We'll find her," I said again, and this time she looked up at me. The burning agony in her eyes as she gazed into mine shocked me into temporary silence. I had to look away to even think past the pain.
"It's not your fault, if that's what you're thinking," I murmured. "It's not like you could've done anything."
"I could've been awake!" she shouted suddenly. "I should've been awake, watching you guys! If I would've been awake, Nanna could still be here, safe! But since I wasn't, since I thought my sleep was more important than any of your safety, she's gone. And we don't know if we'll ever see her again, and it's my fault." She sobbed over the word fault.
"No it's not! Any one of us could've been awake!" I argued.
"But it should've been me!" The tears started falling faster.
"Why you? Why not one of us?" I demanded.
"Because she's practically me daughter!!" She screamed. She jumped up and ran out the door. I got up just in time to see her yank it open and jump out. Then a flash of her bright white wings, and she was gone. I wish I knew where she was going, but I guessed she didn't know either. I turned to Tyler, who was laying on his back, looking like he was trying not to cry. He was still staring out the window Abby had just jumped out of.
"Wow. She was pissed." he muttered.
"She's just aggrivated with the situation," I said, not wanting him to worry any more than he had to. "She'll be back."
I didn't have to add "I hope".
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We Run
Action"Alright, then. Up and away, guys!" I shouted, already running in the direction of the shore. My toes barely skimmed the water when I jumped, probably a good 2 feet in the air, and unfolded my pure white wings. I pumped them up and down, gaining alt...
