After school ended around 11:30 (It was an early release) on December 22 for Christmas vacation, Liam, Louis, Rose, and I went over to my house for the first time since we found we were sisters. I opened the door. It slowly creaked open and we walked in.
We figured she would answer to Rose so we made her talk.“Mom…. Are you here? It’s me Rose.” No response. Liam and I went upstairs while Louis and Rose checked downstairs. As I slowly yet uneasy about going into my old room, I stepped inside. I was amazed how everything was exactly where I left it; My clothes were on the bed, un used makeup on the floor, My high-tops everywhere. The only thing I didn’t see was my pile of journals in the corner, but I thought I moved them. Other than that it was as if my mom didn’t go in my room at all. Liam and I walked down stairs then I got a call from my ‘dad’.
“Okay. Yes. Yes we are home. Yes. What!?! NO! Why? F*** you! You evil b*stard!” I hanged up the phone and ran to the living room. Yes, you guessed it. My dad had thrown my mother in jail. Everything was different it’s like my whole world is spinning I couldn’t take it. I got against the wall and started crying. I put my hands in my hair and just yelled. Everyone stared at me then I finally managed to say in between my cries of sorrow, “My.. D-dad- threw my m-m-mom in j-jail.” Rose immediately fell to her knees and started weeping as well. Liam and Louis got next to us and started hugging us. After about 10 minutes all 4 of us got up and went to Rose’s house in Liam’s car.
We arrived at Rose’s house and I had no restraining; Not Louis, not Liam, not Rose. I ran through the gates and I felt the gentle north wind lightly run through my hair. It felt chilly as it hit my cheek which had tears and dry tears. I wanted to continue but I couldn’t… I stopped and just stood there. I mean what was I going to do? Get in there and hurt my father? After a few minutes, Louis finally caught up and got me.
“Sarah, wait before you do anything why and what are you going to do?”, he asked.
“I don’t know but, Louis know this, I may not act like I care but I love my mom! She plays a major role in my life, and she’s not going to be in jail without me putting up a freaking fight!” I yelled my lungs out so loud that my “dad” came out. Everyone stood back a few steps but not me. Screw it I stepped forward to him. Silence covered the yard it was only me and Alejandro. (My dad)
“Why the heck is she in jail?!”
“Because after we went to get coffee yesterday afternoon again we went to your house. I went upstairs and went in your room thinking it was the bathroom and well I saw your journals, diary, photos, drawings, and well I put them in my bag and took them. I stayed up all night reading them. My wife even tried taking me to bed but I refused.”
“So wait you went through my stuff! No wonder my things were missing; I have private stuff in there you know?”
“I know. I figured your mom would quit drinking once I left but it got worse. Especially for you. You started writing at age 9 a year after I left. I found a heap load of journal and diary entries and I’m sorry but I read them. I never knew your mother would be that awful and terrible as a parent to you.”
“There’s a lot of things you don’t know about us. You left when I was 8 it’s been almost 9 years.”
“Sarah, I’m sorry. I even cried when you wrote about the boy with the red ball which is now your boyfriend. You wrote around a month ago; Around thanksgiving.” Louis looked at me and smiled then blushed lightly.
He picked up the most the most recent journal and started reading from it, “8 to 9 years ago, my father left us. More importantly he left me. As the quote says, ‘Anyone can be a father, but it takes a man to be a DAD!’ He didn’t have the guts to do it I guess. Anyway, since that day I haven’t smiled the same way I did, but then I met the 8 year old boy with a red bouncy ball. His name was Louis T. He is funny, sweet, kind, and super good with kids like Elias. Everything I am today is because of him. We recently went to a wedding and it was magnificent. I had to pretend to be his girlfriend for the night which was amazing. We danced like boyfriend and girlfriend, we acted like brother and sister, and we were bonded more than before because of that. Alexa , the bride, figured out it was fake but everyone bought it. She pulled me aside and told me that Louis always talks about me. I was taken by surprised and just smiled. P.S. We exchanged numbers now we are like best friends; also we’re going to hang out around New Years ITS SET!!”
“Stop! I know what I wrote it’s mine!” I yanked it away from him and started again. “Why did you put my mom in jail!”
“I read how she treated you, and well justice was needed.” I couldn’t believe him, making my life even more COMPLICATED. I slapped him across the face and then whispered.
“Listen you had no reason to interfere with this okay. It’s the past. Everything would’ve been fine if you wouldn’t had interfered! Also where’s Elias!?!?”I turned around and Elias came running out along with rose’s step-mum. I grabbed him and got in the car for us to go get my mom.
Louis followed me then in the car he kissed my forehead and said, “I love what you wrote.” I nodded and handed Elias to him. With that said Liam and Rose came back and we drove off to the city jail.
Around 20 minutes passed then we arrived at the city jail. With no hesitation I got out the car and ran inside.
“Hi m’am we are here to pick up Linda Perez. She’s my mother.” The security nodded and went to get my mom.
“Here you go. Nothing held against her, the writing was from a while back so she’s free.” Elias and Rose started crying ,tears of joy I guess. They ran to her and I just stood there in between Liam and Louis.
Out of nowhere Liam starts singing. “Hey, I just met you and this is crazy but you are my new fake/real sister!” sang Liam.
“Haha! Thanks and you and Louis have amazing voices,” I whispered.
“Yeah, in fact we had a band! Louis you remember Niall, Harry, and Zayn?”
“Oh-my-gosh I haven’t seen them since they moved 2-3 years ago! Have you?”
“Yup. Saw them before I came. They still sing and they miss you. Niall wants a band again”
“Louis and Liam you guys were in a band?”
“Yeah, Liam’s idea. And that would be nice a band once again.” Liam nodded and laughed. Elias yanked on my jacket and pulled me towards my mom.
“Sarah, thank you for bailing me,” said my mom.
“No problem you might drink and be a horrible mother sometimes.. but I respect you for being a single mom. Also mom?”
“Yeah Sarah?” I went up to her and hugged her tightly. She hugged back and we both started to shed tears.
“Mom, I-I lo-ove yo-u-u.” She pulled away and looked at me she started crying even more then she mouthed the words ‘Me too.’ We continued hugging for a little then we left.
We all fell asleep except for my mom and Louis; Yet of course I overheard them talking.
“Miss Perez?” asked Louis.
“Yes Louis?”
“I’m sorry about our past but I really, really love your daughter,” he looked over at me and rubbed my cheek, “Sarah she’s a special girl. She means a lot to me.”
“Now you have my permission to date her. Can I ask for a favor?
“Sure miss Perez, anything.”
“Help me quit drinking. I love my 3 kids but, I can’t if I drink.” Louis nodded and stayed quiet for the rest of the ride.
Even though I was still kind of half awake half asleep ,since Liam’s car had no roof it was a mustang without a roof, I felt the wind hit my face; The cool (It was cold) winter breeze, but it was one of those winter days that’s hot but cold at the same time. Makes no sense but it was. I had my head gently rested up against Rose’s shoulder and her head was on mine. Those 4 words made me smile… ‘Help me QUIT drinking’ had made my day. I slowly drifted to sleep and before I knew it we were at my house. My REAL house. With my mom.
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Complicated
Teen Fiction((This is fiction as in NOT real)) Sarah never really had an ordinary life. She raised herself and at 14 started raising her brother Elias. She never really liked anyone or had friends, but a new girl called Rose Tyler changes everything. "There's...
