No doubt about it that was April. My fucking sister was alive. I felt so many emotions at one.
Angry; Who the fuck was that in her casket ?
Sad; What would my parents do, Dad especially ? Molest her again?
Afraid; Will I be able to walk hand-in-hand, alive, breathing with my sister?
So many questions, I just broke down crying and ran to her. Aprils left knee was held captive my a heavy chain. She stared at, as if she was trying her hardest to recognize, me. I hugged her hard, close to squeezing the life outta her.
"Amy.?", she says in a very low faint voice. But it was my sisters, I remember her laugh, smile, rosy lips. But her voice stuck to me the most, it was my sisters.
"Yes!", I cried. "It's me. A-M-Y, A-P-R-I-L, her name has only one I. It was a small chant that we made together, a few day before her disappearance. She tried to smile, but it seemed hard for her to do. I rested my head amongst hers, forgetting that: A; We were on the middle of nowhere, chased, and chasing her killers. B; She was alive.
"Why-What- How long have you been...?". I couldn't find the exact word, or right word to say.
"It's been forever", she says in a scratchy voice. "They feed me, wash me, but still chain me I I'm some animal". That's it, we're definitely getting them. I felt my heart racing in every which way, I began to feel even more determined in getting them.
She stood up, freely with her right knee and smiled at Hunter and Angel.
"Hey", she says waving.They gawk at her, especially Hunter who looks at her like she just stepped out of a magazine shoot.
"Are we gonna make it? Outta here alive I mean, I don't wanna stay here anymore. Amy please don't make me stay". She pleads holding me tight. Before I could answer I heard the fuckers approach the door. Hunter quickly stepped along the wall, besides the door. Mean while, Angel, had disappeared into a pitch- black corner. I tugged her behind and smiled.
"April you'll never believe who's he-" A pair of eyes staggered onto me. They had a look of fear, they must've known they were really in for it.
It was the sheriff.
"Hey Sheriff! What's up, you look like you've seen a ghost. Alive ones maybe?". I tilted my head to the side, knowing that I had the power felt so damn good. Wait 'till the town finds out about this.
"Amy, what--what are you doing here?", he stutters.
"Oh you know, stopping in the neighborhood. But sheriff I could ask you the same!". Mind fuck much?
James raised his hand and it rested upon his gun. But the sheriff shook his head, and made him remove it from there.
"Amy listen there is more...Maybe a lot to this that you never knew". I scoffed. I told him the pain I went after losing my heart and hope, April. That there is no way in hell that I'll ever forgive him for taking the only thing I loved. He shook his head, and sighed.
"Amy, I'm you're father.....".
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My Sister's Keeper
Short StoryWhen I was young me and my sister would always play hide and seek. 'Till one day while we were playing this guy came up to us, and asked to play too. At the time we weren't aware of how dangerous this was. I mean I was 4 and she was 7, and the neigh...
