Secrets

Chapter Nine

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          Aubrey was now relieved, and more than happy with the fact that she had already made plans for the weekend. The last thing she wanted was to sit at home with her parents and her sister. Five minutes in the house with the amount of tension flying around was enough to make someone go insane.

          Friday night had been an interesting night all on it’s own. Aubrey was upstairs in her room cleaning up, doing someone homework and browsing Facebook, and all she could hear was her sister and mother arguing away.

          “Shayla. You’re not even a violent person. What has happened to you?” her mother had asked. Aubrey pictured her mother standing at the bar counter trying to calmly get answers, most likely bribing her youngest daughter.

          “Can we stop talking about it now?” Shayla had answered quickly, cutting her mother short.

          “No Shayla. This isn’t like you!”

          “As if you even know me mom. Don’t fool yourself.” The statement left Shayla’s mouth with so much anger in it that Aubrey was actually surprised. She really couldn’t argue that though. Her parents really didn’t know them at all. She shook her head silently as she heard Shayla bounding up the stairs, and hearing her bedroom door slam seconds later. The conversation with her mother was clearly over now. The house was filled with silence for the next few hours, until she heard her father stumble into the house. It was then that the familiar hushed voices and arguing consumed the rooms. It took Aubrey a while, but she was thankfully able to shut out the voices, and fall into a deep sleep. She really hoped that tomorrow would be better than today.

          Waking up the next morning wasn’t easy. Aubrey was exhausted. Zero part of her wanted to drag herself out of her comfy bed. Unfortuantely, after receiving a text from Marissa, telling her to be ready in 15 minutes, her rush began. Jumping out of bed, she scooted quickly down the hall into the bathroom. The cold tiles from the floor shocked her body, but she continued with her morning routine as the shivers subsided. After scrubbing her face clean, and applying a little bit of makeup, she started to liven up a little and be a little excited to spend all day with her friends. As she stood in the bathroom, she drank in the quietness of her home. Her mother, already out for the day, her father, already at the office, and Aubrey assumed that Shayla was still holed up in bed. As Aubrey teased her hair into a high ponytail on the top of her head, she smiled a little. The silence surrounded her and made her relax just a little bit. If only her home was like this all the time. She would enjoy it so much more. It was much nicer than the screaming between her sister and mother. It was entirely better than the slurred voice of her father late at night as well.

          Within a few minutes, there was a knock at the door, and Aubrey immediately heard footsteps in her hallway. Marissa always just walked right in. It had been that way for years. Her family barely saw her as a friend of Aubrey’s. She was merely a member of their family. She had been there for Aubrey threw everything.