Amira Pov
We finely got home after visiting some family to see the front door open "kids wait in here" Mum says sternly as Dad hops out, I share a look with Jackson "where's Anita?" He asks with wide eyes, Mum gasps before she was gone as well, Jackson and I hop out ignoring what Mum had told us and rush Inside.
"My poor girl, she's gone" Mum was sobbing in Dad's arms, Jackson runs up stairs as I smell a familiar scent that always clung to Anita, I walk outside to see a guy, Anita you naughty girl!, "she isn't here, someone took her" I said before he could even speak let along reach the door, he looked like shit, a few scars and pretty hot but not my type.
"You must be Amira" He says breathlessly "yes, how did you know that?" I ask with narrowed eyes "your sister, speaking of Anita, who the hell would take her" He growls, jeez he looks more pissed off then Jackson when you 'accidentally' smash his ps3. "We don't know, come on, you can come help but don't mention that you love my sister or my dad might actually kill you, oh an deny loving her and you'll be denying your true feelings" I said smirking an walked back inside.
"Your exactly like her except you don't share the same blood but other than that" He says following me inside "she told you alot" I said surprised, normally Anita kept to herself "not alot..... she told me everything" He says smiling warmly. "Mum, Dad meet erh what's your name?" I ask raising an eyebrow "David" He says amused, they ask him questions and he answers as I run up stairs.
"Jackson, come on" I said running into his room but he wasn't there, I walk into Anita's room to see him staring at a picture of me, Anita and him. I pick up her phone an read the last message she sent to David and then found another that wasn't sent but saved to drafts earlier today just after she sent David a message
'Amira
My sweet bitchy sister, you and Jackson must forget about me, let your parents do the same, by the time you find this you've probably already met David and I'll be long gone, I will always love you and your brother and of course your parents who raised me even though I wasn't theirs, please do not hate me and remember that no matter what were family, I'll be watching....
Love, Anita'
