*GETTING RE-REWRITTEN *
Fig Portman was a figment of imagination to most people.
she was the one everyone skips past in the yearbook or family photos. there wasn't anything remarkable about her. average grades, average looks, average sleep...
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Sunflowers: adoration, loyalty and longevity
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You ever feel like nothing you do matters? You leave footprints on the beach and somehow they are gone. Like it's just today, over again. They say that your teen years are for making friends and having fun. Which made me feel even worse. I am currently sat on the floor of our local supermarket watching Jake stack adult diapers. I didn't have any friends and Jake was my only ride home, if you could even call him that. We usually nabbed a ride from his coworkers or his 'friend' Ricky.
Jacob sighed and stood to his full height. He looked at me before looking over at a group of teenagers to his left. " Hey, Amy. It's Jake." she looked over confused. "I'm in your math class..?" he continued to try. Amy grabbed a bag of adult diapers and threw them at him. "Hey, don't forget your adult diapers." Jake missed the catch and it caused his tower of diapers to fall all over the floor. " Yeah, right" a new male walked over and led Amy away with a hand on her waist. I sighed before helping my brother pick up the mess. He nods his head at me in thanks like the dude he is. We didn't get to clean up for too long, however.
"Jake. It's a phone for you." With the way Shelly was holding the phone, and the confused look that dawned her face. I think my twin and I both knew ho was gonna be on the other side of that call. That day, with that one call, everything we thought we knew changed.
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"Thanks for the ride, Shelly." Jake was in the passenger's seat of the car while I got stuck with the back. Shelly's car smelled like cats and cheap beer. An awkward silence hung in the air as they drove to the twin's Grandpa's house.
"So, how come you have to go deal with your grandpa?" Shelly reminded me of a girl in high school who wanted to know everything just to be nosey.
"My dad couldn't get out of work." Jake kept it blunt. I don't think he wanted to spill everything to a coworker 40 years older than us.
"I didn't think he worked." Shelly has never met our dad. How would she know if he worked or not? "You know, I'm... I'm just gonna call grandpa." Jake put it on speaker so I could hear, but Shelly's car was so quiet with the broken radio and A/C that we alll would've been able to hear it even if it wasn't on speaker."Hello, this is Abe." my grandpa's sweet voice and nice accent broke the repetitive ringing. "Hey, it's Jake and Fig-" grandpa cut him off."No, don't come here." he sounded frantic and scared. "Listen to me-" Jake was cut off once again. "It's not safe! Stay away." I could here the rustling through the phone."Grandpa, did you take your pills today?" I hit Jake on the arm. He looked back at me with a face like 'what? you never know'"The key-" Grandpa's voice stopped our staring contest."To my gun cabinet..." he continued,"it was in the drawer, and now it's gone!"Jake rolled his eyes, clearly wanting to finish this conversation and go home. "Yeah, Dad took it, all right? For safekeeping. It's okay." I could hear more scrambling around on the other side of the call. "Your father wants me to fight them without a gun?" "fight who?" I spoke up but as soon as I asked grandpa hung up.
