We are who your not.

Back Again

Someone always wants or need something. It's every women for herself ,never feel bad about doing whats best for you. My mother was a very beautiful, successful, and hated woman. She never felt bad about stepping on the back of others to get where she needed to go and guess what? neither do I.

I've never compared stories with someone who also attended there own funeral....I guess its kind of a weird thing. In my tribe or sector, whatever you want to call it we become "adults" at thirteen. Kind of young if you ask me but no ones asking me I guess. Anyways, on the night I officially became a "women" something amazing happened to me, I saw myself and the world around me clearly for the first time and I knew what I needed to do. Fucking leave bro and that's exactly what I did. So being the great young woman I am, I faked my own death.

My funeral was actually kind of cool. I mean I personally feel as though everyone could have been alot sadder, you know there could have been lots more tears. The stepmom did actually put on a really great show, I was honored. I  can't wait to see her performance when I return.

Chapter 1

I forgot how cold Kansas could get and how quickly. The weather is so unpredictable, I miss lousiana already. I chose sept 1 as my alive again day because I had no other choice. School starts on the 9th and have to be there its apart of the mission. I probs should have worn something a bit warmer than a sun dress though.

As I walk down the familiar streets of my old neighborhood a weird mixture of fear and excitement starts to pulse through my veins. My breathing is becoming irregular and the weird little anxiety limp I get starts kicking in. 

Its about 7pm and maybe 70 degrees but that's pushing it. I can hear the whispers of summer fading away as fall slowly creeps up. It was my mothers favorite time of the year so its always the worst time of the year for me and plus the boundaries are so weak in fall I rarely get a moment of peace.

My childhood home stands tall and elegant at the end of the street. I cant even lie, its still beautiful even though you can def tell the stepmother got her hands on it. I can see the light on at the very top of the house right dead center which is the loft and also my old bedroom...so why the fuck is the light on? I assumed my father turned it into a shrine and shit there are cars lining the round-about drive way and the street.  Hmm, well it looks like I'm making an entrance. 

As I get closer I hear a dog barking which makes zero since because were defiantly a cat family...or at least we used to be. I'm standing at the front door now, my anxiety blowing up in my chest. I hear a baby crying, teenager talking, and faint music. Isn't that sweet...they unexpectedly threw a welcome home party for me .

My hands on the silver little dainty door knob, so fuck it here goes nothing. I throw it open and yell, "Surprise!".

Chapter 2

The world froze for second, well at least it did for them.

"IVY!" said my father and promptly collapsed on the tile. His head still surprisingly full of blond curls bounced off the ground and his body lay limp.

My stepmother still looking like her whorish self but...belly swollen with child spares me a quick glance, yells" Robbie" and darts right over to him but is followed closely by a girl that looks suspiciously exactly like my father.

My "parents" guests have no idea where to look me or the hot mess of my father in the corner. The cheerful childish teenage music still plays. I scan the room quickly plotting my exit, this was a bad idea. I'm about to reverse my way back up out of here and then I see familiar eyes, two sets of them. One set piercing green and the other warm honey both melt my heart instantly and my eyes prickle with hot tears.  I finally croak out," Daisy"....."Lincoln". My Legs quickly carry me over to them and they meet me half way. Our awkward stare off last only a second quick second before I jump into their arms. Its not long before were all crying and holding onto each other for dear life and they both whisper in my ear, "we missed you".

Chapter 3

Two of my dads friends lay him gently on the couch as my stepmother is apologizing and shoving the rest of there guest out of the door. I can here all the whispers and feel all the stares and hear there thought," how is she back?", "Is she back from the dead", "She looks weird". I roll my eyes and let daisy and Lincoln lead me to the back porch. 

I can hear the questions there about to ask but I'm not in the mood to answer them. So instead I go for a compliment," You guys got hot! ,when did that happen?". They aren't amused and they just stair at me. "Jesus!, ok I didn't die, I faked my death and I've been living in lousiana for the past 3 years", I blurt it all out and just wait for them to say something. Linc is the first to crack, " Wtf why didn't you take us with, YOU!". I bust out laughing and they follow suit. I know that they're pissed at me and probably will be for a while but more importantly were written in the stars together we could never turn our backs on each other. 

"Daisyyyy , are you going to say something?", " Didn't you miss me?". She looks at me with her honey lava eyes and furrows her brow, " what do you want me to say? of course I missed you, I'm just hurt...like ok I get vanishing on your parents.....but how could you do that to us?". Linc grabs her hand and they both turn there little heart broken faces up at me," I'll never leave you guys again, I had no other choice but I promise from this moment on where ever I go from this moment on i'm taking you guys with me....ok? and ill explain why very , very soon". I put my hands in theirs and hold them to my heart and say, like were kids again," I cross my heart and hope to die", and I know I'm forgiven. 

" So since we've made up or whatever", I say and Daisy rolls her eyes. I continue," which one of you is going to tell me who this pasty blond girl is and why is she still in my house?, they quickly glance at each other and in that second I can hear there thoughts loud and clear. " What the fuck do you mean she's my sister! how is that even possible"? They stare over my shoulder.

I hear a soft voice behind go, "hi", I whip my body around so quickly I'm standing nose to nose with the devil her self.