When we got to the car I just handed him the keys, he popped the trunk and got in the driver's side. I put all the bags in the trunk and got in the front seat with my sister in hand. The car ride was silent until I told Mason to stop at pizza hut. He got out to get the pizza and I looked inside the restaurant widow. The waitress looked like... THE NOTURIOUSE MANDY!? NO WAY!!! Oh I've so got something on her now! Mason came back with the pizza after I got finished taking a picture of Mandy and her car. He laid the pizza on the back seat and looked at me ready to plead again.
"Krystal look I-" "Just stop, it doesn't even matter anymore." But really, it did matter. My sister was a first hand witness to a fist fight. She is impressionable and this could mess up her life. I was staring out of the window when my sister's frail body started to shiver and move. "Are you cold baby girl?" "Mmmhm." I looked around the back seat for a blanket but I couldn't find one. My sister has Cold intolerance, but she doesn't know. Only I, my parents and other family know.
"Go to the dollar general." I almost yell at Mason. He pulls into the parking lot and I rush into the store with my sister holding on tight to my moving body. I slow down and my heart starts racing as we reach the blankets. "Choose one honey." My sister lifts her head from my shoulder to choose a blanket, but something about her looks weird. She's paler than before and she's shaking. She points to the plush glittery cheetah print one, but I can't grab it. Mason noticed and grabbed the blanket. When we got to the counter I couldn't reach my wallet, "Here, let me get her and you grab your wallet." "NO HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?! JUST GRAB THE STUPID WALLET OUT OF MY POCKET!!" He did as I asked and pulled the wallet and the money out.
I rushed to the car with the new blanket got in and tore the packaging to pieces. I unfolded it and wrapped it around my sisters freezing body. "Feel better? Less cold?" I said in a hopeful tone. "Little bit." She slurred her words meaning she was falling asleep. Just as she shut her eyes, the driver's side door flung open and an angry Mason slid into the car. "What did I do to you?!" "Mason not right now. Later please." I said looking down to make sure that Brittney was still sleeping. "SHE IS YOUR DAUGHTER ISN'T SHE!!!!!?" I whipped my face towards Masons. "Excuse me? Are you accusing me of having a kid?" "But its true isn't it?" tears started streaming down my face.
Though she really wasn't mine over the last 10 years, it felt like she was. We were moved from the group foster home when I was only 7. The family that we live with was the family that adopted us when my sister was 7 months old. I didn't trust them touching her until she was 2. That's why mom has so much hostility towards me. I was snapped out of my back story by a halting stop. First instinct, grab Brittney. I opened my previously shut eyes to see we were almost in a wreck, with that same red convertible. Mason jumped out of the car to check on the convertible, but came back with a person. She was stumbling and when she reached the car door, reeked of beer.
"Can she just come home with us she really needs it?" Masons voice pleaded to me. "Fine she'll sleep in the guest room." I said making sure Brittney is ok. "Thank you, I'll get her a bag and call a wrecker." He said walking to the back of the car. Brittney felt warm enough so I started removing the blanket but when I took it off her shoulders she shivered again. "What's wrong with her?" a vaguely familiar voice giggled out. Justice. "Nothing just shut up and mind your own business." "Ok Mrs. Bossy pants."
After Mason got back in the car, the wrecker came. "Here ya go." He said handing her the bag. "Can we please hurry up and get home?" I said with all my focus on Brittney. "Wait, I think she's about to throw up..." "Get her out of my car then." I said rolling my eyes and exiting the car with Brittney in my arms. "Where are you going?" Mason called after me. "Home!" I said angrily storming off. The almost car accident was only 6 houses before mine so, I walked. Brittney needed to get home and I wasn't waiting on Justice so that I could get there. Brittney started shivering more as the night got colder.
"Hold on baby we're almost home." I started running for the front door. Dropping my keys a lot I finally fiddle around and get through the door. I run up to her room and strip her of her clothes for a hot bath. When I take her through the empty house for the bathroom, she starts to get colder and colder. When I reach the bathroom I'm in hot pursuit. The water is burning my hand but it'll be perfect for her. "Brittney, come here baby girl." She crawls over to me and when I reach out for her the alarm for the house beeps notifying that the doors been opened.
Ignoring it I grab my sister and sit her in the steaming water. Her skin begins to turn red. "Is it too hot?" She didn't answer; she just sat there and indulged in the heat. After I felt she had enough time sitting, I began to bathe her. Then there was a banging on the door. "Hey bossy pants," a giggly demanding voice said, "open up. I have to pee." "NO GO SOMEWHERE ELSE, JEEZE!!" I screamed through the door. I didn't care if she peed on the floor, but after I screamed at her I picked Brittney up and wrapped her in her towel.
Carrying Brittney to her room, I see Mason and Justice. I ignore them because Britt needs to get in her bed. "Here ya go darling." I said putting her some comfy sweats on. Tucking her in her bed a bad feeling hits my stomach. I said goodnight before running to the bathroom and collapsing onto the toilet. I haven't eaten anything all day so nothing came out. After trying and trying I finally gave up. I walk downstairs to find Mason sitting on the floor in front of the couch were Justice is writing something on her wrist, and a huge smile on the both of their faces.
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This Chapter..... Had me like BRUH!!! But it is very emotional for Krystal and Brittney, their backstory and everything. Who saw the whole mom is not my mom thing comming? Kind of like Finding Carter right? But yea I kind of teard up revising this,, I dont think I did an amazing job cause I got caught up in the story but you know how it goes!! Addio mouse!!!! (Italian)
