4. A jog and emotions

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I ran for what felt like a few minutes  but I was already in the city it was like I flashed myself to being a block away from my house. Weird... But I didn't  think about it much.

I was hoping to just arrive home and see mom and hug her so I can be sure that she is alive and safe. But I could feel the empty hope in my stomach... I force myself to not cry. I just want to see her... see for Myself that she is not alive.

I walk up to my apartments. I open it and I hear my sister crying. I follow her cries and I find her being carried by a familiar auburn haired woman, Suzie, Paul's cousin who lives in Boston. I only saw her during the wedding, she seemed fun.

I clear my throat she turns hastily looking at me her blue eyes looked broken and sad. Which confirmed everyone's weird looks. I couldn't help but sigh feeling the emptiness and lost deep in my chest. I walk slowly towards her she smiles.

" Percy..." She trails off her voice hollow. Missing it's enthusiasm.

I can see she that she hasn't slept in a while with dark circles under her eyes. And her cloths just thrown on her body not things she would wear. Her hair tied in a messy loose bun she looks like she ages.

" can I?" I say nodding toward wailing Estelle. She smiles lightly handing me my sister who stops crying a soon as I hold her.

I smile pulling her close to me gently placing my chin on her tiny shoulder. Inhaling her scent which is calming me down. I just stand like that for a full ten minutes and Suzie is looking at me with mixed emotions all raging from sad, guilty and sorry. Sorry is a feeling... right?

" you know..." She voices quietly looking at her hands.

I nod. Seeing that Estelle has fallen asleep. I walk towards her crib which is set up by the couch. I gently place her down, she is wearing a Minnie Mouse romper, and her head is covered with tiny wasps of brown hair and her skin is pale making her cheeks seem rosier.

I walk to the kitchen finding Suzie pouring herself a cup of coffee. She glances at me unsure what to say to me... An 'orphan'.

" tell me what happened?" I ask her seating on the barstool.

She hangs her head, clearly not wanting to explain but I want to hear what her ' mortal' eyes saw.

" look I wasn't there... I was only babysitting Estelle.  All I know is that  a truck hit them off road." She says looking at me trying to gauge my reaction but my face is made off cement bleak and hard.

" where are they?" I question.

She was stirring the coffee absent mindedly but froze when I mention seeing them.

" Percy... I already saw them." She sighs weakly as she sobs. " I was the one who identified them!" She cried.

I am frozen on my chair I don't feel.

" I will be in my room" I say not wanting to be insensitive and ask ' how did they look ?'. I slowly walk to my room... instead of going to bed I go to the bathroom removing my cloths and shower hoping to wash the empty feeling away... But it clung.

Percy the unfeeling.

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Hey I am sorry but I make things up quiet a lot.
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