“Never in our silent moments of illusion do we sense the dark parallel that lives next to us. Nor do we suspect the carrier.”
-Kris Allen Courtney
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A week after the arrest
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Andrew
Starting the New year with the fresh arrest incident that occurred well over a week ago was something no one had forseen.
After the cops had arrested my father, Zoe demanded answers— as much as I wanted to tell her everything that was happening; my head was set on making sure that my sister was doing okay. She may act all put together, strong and shit, but deep down she was fragile, and not the delicate flower type of fragile but instead like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode fragile.
Seeing our father get dragged away from us left her in a whirlpool of emotions. She was hurt, angry, but most of all frustrated. Frustrated that Mr. Hernandez's night was ruined by something so impractical.
Our lives might have been parallel to each other for the rest of the past years– but now, it didn't feel parallel anymore. Our lives converged and became one the moment the truth was revealed.
After the whole ordeal, we went to her father's home and called it a night. A lot had happened and we all wanted to process it in our way.
Back to the present moment— we were celebrating the New Year. I had always spent the New year either getting drunk, hooking up with randoms, or spending the night in jail.
The least of my favorite memories would have to be spending the night in jail, shit there was bogus. The cell was dingy and had a certain foul scent to it, one of the guards on duty brought me a dirty, green torn blanket to cover up with during the night; I ended up sleeping at the far right corner and covered up with my leather jacket instead.
“What’s got you thinking so deeply?” Bella questioned, taking me out of my thoughts.
“Thinking about how this new year is different from the past ones. I have a sister, I'm not in jail nor am I completely wasted, ” I mentioned with a light chuckle.
“You have me to get you out of trouble, bro!” she said sarcastically.
Rolling my eyes far back in my head, she couldn't help but topple down in laughter, her loud snorts cut her short and she cast an embarrassed look my way. Light crimson dusted her cheeks, as she tried to cover up her face and save the bit of dignity she had.
My boisterous cackle threw her off as she gaped at me wide-eyed.
“Did you— did you just snort?” at this point my eyes were filled with unshed tears, threatening to recede down my cheeks. One glance her way and I was a goner, a tear slipped down my left eye as I clutched my abdomen.
Her glare was anything but threatening; her cheeks were puffed out in defiance as she grumbled out a, “would you shut it, Ya big oof.”
Before I could grasp what was happening, the next thing I knew a sharp pain shot through my knee and had him toppling down the carpeted floor in a heap.
“Did you just kick me?” bewilderment clouded my features, the laughter I had basked in long forgotten.
“Now isn't that funny, ” she commented as she stuck out her tongue at her, a victorious smirk plastered across her face.
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Teen Fiction-Completed- ★UNDER EDITING AND/ REVISION★ Two and a half years after the tragic incident that took the life of Bella's mother Hanna Hernandez, Bella struggled to live as she felt like a part of her died that day with her mom. All the sympathetic sta...
