They took her

Lies?

They found her.
The cops said to me that they found my
beloved sister and I can't explain how many queries were running around in my mind.
I sat at the round wooden table in awe and complete shock , it's been 7 months they need to up there game because I was waiting for what felt like forever ! (as you can imagine)
Because if they gave you littlest hope that they can find someone close to you , your not going to throw this hope away are you? That's a stupid question and if you didn't get it your not that bright.NO of course not.
I felt frozen there was so much I wanted to say but considering not speaking an utter paragraph in 7 months this was a ambitious for me , nevertheless I'd do anything to get information "w-w-where I-Is she?" I finally spat out as I eyed the cops anxiously and they exchanged looks "she's"the lady cop stopped mid-sentence staring at the table in what looked like guilt towards who i don't know.
"-she's in the hospital"she said breaking my intense eyes into tearful worried ones and I'm sure she noticed as she fiddled , never in my life would I have thought little me a potato could intimidate a police officer.
"Why is she in the hospital?!!"I practically screamed at her even though I knew this wasn't her fault the feeling that was beginning to arise my heart hurt like dying and the cops flinched as I banged my fists onto the hard table with my vex.
Wow I a 13yr old frightened them...

Once I knew they were too cowardly to reply to my question I asked another "which hospital?"
I asked in a hasty tone and they swiftly spat out "Kristal line street."my distraught green eyes became bright and widen as I was thankful the hospital was so close and I knew it,I rapidly ran out of the house ignoring the shouts of my name because non of them mattered.
I ran
And
Ran
Until I reached the tall building that determines whether someone lives or dies , and I'm determined that that's not going to happen to scarlet not ever. So I barged into the hospital and ran past the reception and then went all the way back down in the elevator when I remembered that I didn't know the floor nor room number , I pushed past the person in front which made him growl but I opened my mouth before anyone could do or say a thing "where is Scarlet Smith I am her sister Ashley Smith!" I said in a hurry and tapped my nails on the desk as I waited for what seemed hours for her to tell me "room 105 on the first floor." She says with a dull voice and bored expression
With that I rushed to the elevator and searched for the room number and without any thought I stormed into the room and what I saw made me want to cry and scream even more because what I saw was something I didn't want to see for these last eight years of my life.

I saw my mom.
No I shouldn't even name her that.
Eight years ago I was five and my "mom" wasn't treating me right she hated me ever since she laid eyes on me , I never once did a thing wrong yet she'd tell me I'm worthless and often hit me for nothing , this became a problem as I got too horrified to tell anyone or even talk she ended up slapping me and her long fake nails scraped my skin and I remember leaving a burning sensation.
She kept me from going to school for months because the bruises were too obvious so then one lucky day a lady named Sarah came and saved me she took me away from her and took the case to Court of course they never had proper evidence to whether she was guilty but ether way they thought it would be safer to put me up for adoption anyway as I agreed on it too and she never declined or anything why would she when she hates me?
When scarlet was born two years later she was also put her up for adoption my mother did it all by herself though no one even needed to tell her to.
I'm not sure why she's such a atrocious,vile woman but it may have been something to do with her being with my dad well I can't even call him a dad ether since I've never once seen him I mean at least I had the chance to declare that my mom was horrible.
He got her pregnant and flew off like a bird whenever it pleased , however I have no idea how she got pregnant again but nor do me and scarlet ever really care as she and our dad wasn't involved or want to be involved in our life.
I guess it's hard to believe I was five and yet every now and again those memories come to hunt me again and again never will I know why I deserve this maybe it was because I was a mistake but was that my fault?
You'd think she would have just aborted us.
So this is why I'm so protective over scarlet because I never want her to go through what I went through or worse because she's all I've got.

So obviously after not seeing or having any contact with your so called 'mom' seeing her in the place you'd least expect her to be would anger you more because why would she care now?! It just makes no sense.
So my heavy breathing became stronger and she turned to me with what looked like a pitied face but I her daughter could see right through it I knew over that makeup she was hiding an amused face.
I clenched my teeth.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" I barked "I came to see my poor dead daughter is that such a crime"she asked in the most fakest innocence voice with her fake eye lashes flickering when it hit me did she just say dead?!
I looked intently at her waiting for her to repeated it as I saw her place her hand on scarlets arm I forced myself not to growl.
When she didn't answer I had it.
"WHAT did you say?!" I said screaming at her
"She's dead"She said simply as if it was an absolutely fine event , I bit my lip so hard that blood started to come out and I squinted my eyes.
No she's lying there's no way.
I walk slowly towards my sister on the bed her arms dangling out and a white blanket covering her body head to toe , i stand there for a few seconds processing everything that's just happened and held the blanket higher and higher and then tilted my head and peered under all I could see was her clothes so I decided just to throw the damn thing off.
Once I did I saw marks on her neck that almost looked like extreme stretch marks , my eyes wandered down to her V-line I looked ever so closely but could not see her necklaces ; she usually wears a necklace which in the middle holds a shiny small heart that's covered with silver glitter however I did not see it at all.
My heart rate definitely increased.
I rose her leg and looked at her thy for her birth mark but to my dismay there was nothing then memories came hitting me in my face.
She wore a floral dress not short shorts and a ombré T-shirt , I immediately removed my hand , who the hell is this if it's not my sister.
My mother must have seen my reaction and enjoyed it as her donkey laughter filled the room with my confusion.
"W-who is this?!" I shouted stepping closer towards her, she knows something I don't...