Dutch Blood

Fox's Home

     "Uuuuuuuggggghhhhhhhh..."
     "Olivia! Thank goodness you're up. Let's see you're back..."
     "What? Fox? Where am I?"
     "You're in my house. You, um... Got tasered last night."
     "I what?!" Fox, giving her the "yeah, crazy, huh?" eyes, helpes Olivia to her knees. She lifts up her dirty shirt, and carefully examines her back. There was a red spot, not exactly centered, but more to the top left side on her back. It was quite dark and small, and you could feel it if you touch it. It was almost like a dark bubble holding in dark blood.
     "It's not horrible..." Fox says, trying to sound calm.
     "Let me see," Olivia says, snatching a hand mirror for the desk in front of her. She gives it to Fox, and Fox holds it up to the taser mark so Olivia can see. Fox bites her lip, and Olivia bursts into a rage, mixed in with tears.
     "Wanna go get breakfast?"
     Olivia nods.

     "These are some good pancakes, Mrs.- Um..."
     "Mrs. Gateway," both the mom and, Fox say at the same time.
     "So... About last night? Do you want to talk about that?" Mrs. Gateway says it in such a nice and pleasing way that it made Olivia almost want to say yes, but she still refused.
     "Well I'm always here to talk if you need anything." Olivia gives a smile, but she couldn't see it sinse she was too busy cooking up some eggs and bacons, which smelled heavenly.
     "Fox, can you go wake up Ben?"
     "Oh yeah, Ben's my brother, by the way," Fox says as she gets up from the table. Olivia knew that. There was no denying that red hair and excessive amount of freckles.
     All throughout the morning, Olivia couldn't stop thinking about last night. Who killed her brother? Why did they kill her brother? Why couldn't they have done it at another time? Why then? Why there? Olivia started to tear up. It just didn't make sense. She couldn't stop thinking about her brother. Her sweet, sweet brother. It wasn't fair. She began to cry.
     "It's not fair!" Olivia yelled a bit loudly. Mrs. Gateway didn't move. She just kept cooking.
     "Why?! Why him?!" Mrs. Gateway still wasn't moving, continuing to cook.
     "Answer me! Answer me!" Olivia was now very loud, and banging her fists on the table, red cheeked.
     "Hush!" Silence rushed over the room.
     "There is a reason your brother died. There is also one for the time and place it took when it happen. Nobody knows why though, and I'm sorry for that. But, there is nothing we can do to help solve this. We need to leave this to the investigators."
     "The investigators can't do shit!" Fox was eavesdropping in the doorway to the kitchen.
     "Watch your mouth, young lady!"
     "Sorry," Olivia says for Fox.
     "I think it would be better if those investigators left it to the actual victim. The one who's really hurt inside. The one who had to watch her own brother be pulled out of the old house she grew up in," Fox responds.
     "Girls. I know you really want to help, but that's too risky. Just let it go, and keep up-to-date." Fox takes Olivia by the wrist and leads her to the living room. She takes her to a door, opens it, and is in the face of a set of stairs, leading down towards a dark basement. They start to tip-toe down the stairs.
     "What are we-." Fox gestures her finger to shush her. They finally get to the bottom, and Fox turns the light on. Olivia's eyes adjust, and becomes speechless at what she is in the face of; Boards with multiple pictures pinned to every place, each with a red thread connecting to eachother with black writing above saying things like "Here, but now here!!" Fox flashes Olivia a smile.