The Story of Angelica

chapter one

       
I wake up to the sound of screaming once more. Are they fighting again? For the second time this day, I got up from my bed to see what was going on. My two sisters were scared, curled up hugging their pillows next to me. “I’ll be back,” I told them ,” Hold down the fort while I’m gone. Elizabeth and Mya nodded at me, even though they both are a few months younger than me, they can be childish sometimes. Only again, so is my father, ever since my mother died he would still find someone to fight with. Most of the time it’s with the police, for this, he has been arrested more than anyone should have ever been. I look at the door of our house, all I see is our pool and huge garden (mind you we are rich). I look out the window and nothing, I check the door once more and find a letter with huge letters on the top: My Dearest Angelica and Elizabeth.
This makes no sense. We have no other family, we have not many friends either. I locked the door and went to the room trying to hide the letter from my sisters. Only Elizabeth has a hawk’s eyes and asked, ” Wait, what’s that, and why does it have our names on it?” I looked at her and mouthed not now. Mya jumped on me and Elizabeth took the letter, she read it out loud:
My Dearest, Angelica and Elizabeth,
These days I come up with a fast longing for both of you while I'm away. I understand you both will not remember me, although I remember you both very much. All three of us would do  everything together. It was amazing. I hope very soon we will meet if the stars align. Write to you both soon.  
Sincerely, Me
We all looked at each other in shock. Who was mysterious to me? What did they want? I was so freaked out that I yelled at Mya, “WHAT THE HECK  IS HAPPENING!” We thought about it, ” Well if we don’t see that man I might go mad.” Although soon enough Elizabeth and Mya fell asleep on my bed next to me while I was looking through an old picture book I kept from my childhood. I looked through the pictures and all that was there was me Mya, Elizabeth, and our mother. Looking through it made me sad. She had died of a car crash a year ago and I still miss her a lot. She had always been there for me no matter how bad I had been, but because of her death, I learned to be responsible with everything, even my father who took the death the hardest. We have all found a way to keep our minds off it. Elizabeth took on writing, Mya chose to design clothing, Father chose to work more which is also making us a rich family ,but the thing I chose is really funny. It’s hard to say as I chose to take care of everything and everyone. I take care of Mya and Elizabeth. After we all leave school, I make dinner and make sure that Father gets to bed ready for tomorrow. 
    Soon enough I fell asleep and woke up in my dream. I’m with Elizabeth (now my favorite family member/sister) and what I picture in my mind, Mystery Me. For whatever reason, I chose to call him Alexander Matthew, he had black hair pulled into a ponytail with amazing violet blue  eyes. We went into a lake and AM was writing about what he saw and sketches, overlooking that he was acting like Elizabeth. Soon the sun started to set, and we rowed back to the shore, and when we got back I took out my phone and took a picture of all of us and……………………..BEEP BEEP BEEP  I don’t know because of my STUPID ALARM CLOCK WOKE US THREE UP! I changed so quickly ( Why? You may ask, because I DON'T KNOW WE ALWAYS WAKE UP THREE HOURS EARLY!!! I think it's because I have almost every anxiety probably has to do with it ) That I was wearing Elizabeth's clothing.  Elizabeth being used to me panicking came over to me and said,“ Hey are you okay? Calm down, you know what will happen if you get too stressed.” In fact, I do know what will happen my GAD will get the best of me, then when we get to school, my Social anxiety will get the best of me and I'll think everyone is staring and hates me.”I know, that's why I have you here with me--YOU TOO Mya!,” I noticed she was spying,”I was calming down, her soft caring words were helping but her soft green blue mixed eyes helped me the most. Her eyes reminded me of an angel, it reminds me that she is original, she is herself, she is my absolute favorite sister and person in the entire universe. I hugged Elizabeth  and started to tear and I heard her starring lights sobs. I looked down at her ( me being one foot taller than her ) she looked up and said “Could…... we t-talk outside”   “Of course we can just let me make Mya some breakfast and some hot chocolate.” I went over to the kitchen wondering what will happen and what Elizabeth will tell me. Soon after I called Mya to come eat she sat down and I told her we will come get her when it's time to go. She nodded and turned on the tv. I took the Hot Chocolates and went outside, when I barely realized that I was  all black and white I looked like when we went to my mother’s funeral  and how Elizabeth and I cried the most. But what did she want to talk about, was it that big that she wants to talk outside, does she know who mystery me is? Does she have a secret that she’s been hiding from me, are we still close as we were before mom died does she  still….still… Trust me? I  walked towards her part of the garden which was filled with blue and purple flowers and always had animals roaming around. I always wondered how she was so happy. Only this time she wasn’t, the person she is right now I’ve never met before. I sat down next to the body of my “happy” sister. She smiled when I gave her the hot chocolate. I looked into her eyes. Those green blue eyes that always had something happy and cheerful behind them were now dark full with sadness. She took one drink and started to really smile, I started to calm down less worried of what she was going to tell me. Elizabeth looked up at me with some happiness in her eyes. Slowly my GAD was kicking in, I just want her to tell me seeing her like this hurts me. Only I hurt her more I-I-I…………..just want her to tell me or I think I might burst. She must have read my expression because she started to talk. “ Angelica I think I might know who Mystery Me is. Do you remember when Mom died and we cried for an hour,” she asked. I laughed and said,”How could I not? We never stopped and Our pillows when we got home were soaked.” She laughed at least she could do that. She started ,” When we started crying at the funeral there was this man I saw from our childhood he looked like your age but he was……” she stopped why did she stop. Why did she stop? This is how I got his name. Elizabeth continued,” He stood there staring at us. He started rubbing your back trying to make you feel better but then he left writing something down. I think he goes to our school I’ve heard his name before it’s Alexander Mathew Rodriguez but kids call him AM I know this now it makes sense to me are you upset I didn't tell you?’’ I have known the words of my GAD for sure but I know what to do. I gave her a hug probably almost killing her for holding her so tight loosened my grip on her and said ,” There’s nothing you can do that would ever make me mad at you. I understand why you did what you did. I love you ya know.” She nodded and went inside. “ We are going to be late’’she said and just like that we were on our way to school.