BEING HALSEY

CHAPTER 13

I toss the ball down the lane, this time missing completely.

Damn!

Tray smiles before walking over and grab his blue ball.

He blows on his hand and place his fingers in the holes before walking over and throwing his ball down the lane. He smiles as his ball knocks down all pins.

"Nice! I wonder what movies are out right now."

"Oh, shut up." I laugh and step up on the lane. I jump in place and toss the ball down the lane.

Again I miss.

" Wonderful," Tray says with a slight grin.

" But don't let the game wear you out too much. I wouldn't want you falling asleep during the movie. That would be embarrassing."

I reach over and lightly punch his arm. He jumps back playfully, gripping his arm with a pained expression.

" Stop playing around." I laugh. "That didn't hurt.

He bites his lip and dangle his arm next to him.

"I don't think I can move it. It's broken."

I lightly shove him before he drops his ball and throws his arms around me. He tightly squeeze me and starts tickling my ribs.

"Stop!" I scream through laughs.

" I'll kill you."

"Umm..."

We both freeze and look up to see a woman in about her early thirties standing above us with her hand on her hip. She's slightly too thin and her dark hair and brown eyes resemble Tray's. Her black pants squeeze her hips tightly and her red shirt is too short. A few faded scars cover her belly.

"Aren't you guys such a cute couple?"

Tray looks shocked as he puts me down. He stares at the woman in silence before he steps forward and throw his arms around her. They are both stiff as they hug each other.

After a few seconds of awkwardness, they both pull away smiling. Tray leans in with a look of nervousness as he kiss her on the forehead.

" Tiffany, this is my friend, Hal."

He reachs over and grabs my arm to pull me close.

"Hal, this is.....my sister Tiffa."

He looks between the both of us before his eyes wander behind Tiffa.

His sister?

I thought Tray was the only child. Like me.

Tiffa looks me in the eye and smiles.

" Hal. That is such a beautiful name." She grins revealing her yellow teeth.

She makes me nervous.

"Such a beautiful girl."

I smile and nod.

Tray suddenly reaches out and grabs his sister's arm pulling her sleeve up. He turns it around as if he's checking for something. Then he rubs it and looks behind her again, eyes wild.

"Where is he?" he roars. "I know he's here."

Tiffa pulls her bruised arm away and pulls down her sleeve. She gives him a look of disgust and shakes her head.

"You haven't seen your dear old sister in three years and that's how you greet me," she spits.

Tray pulls his sister's arm and holds her close to him.