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Chapter 4

I told myself I wasn't going to do another review dedication, but CuriouslyMellow made my day


I rub my eyes tiredly with one hand, using the other to hold a glass of water as I retreat from the kitchen. It's 6:27 am, I only got an hour of sleep.

I couldn't stop thinking about the disastrous therapy session.

Squinting my eyes to see through the darkness, I try to navigate through the halls. I yawn as I open the door. I place the water on my desk and start to walk back to my bed.

"Did she ask about me?" Anna questions dismally from the twin bed across the room. I stood stock-still in the middle of my room staring at the bed where my little sister sits with her legs crossed on the perfectly made bed. The purple butterfly stickers we put up years ago, fly around her serenely.

"Yes, she asked about you."

The silence of the room suffocates me. She opens her mouth, then closes it.

"I'm sorry." She finally gets out.

My eyes flicker to the picture frame next to her bed and my lip begins to quiver. A tear slips down my cheek and I wipe at it furiously, digging the heel of my hand into my eye. I shakily drag them down my face and put them by my sides.

"It's ok, Anna."

I give her a watery smile.

"I love you, Alyssa." A breathless sob escapes my chest and rattles the very foundation of my body.

"I love you too,"

The futile battle against my tears end and I'm soon reduced to a sobbing mess. I kick out and stomp my foot in agony. My nails dig into my palm as I swing my right hand up violently to my hair.

I grab the picture frame and throw it to the ground. The carpet keeps the glass intact and I can't help but feel frustrated that it didn't break. I pick it up ready to hurl it at a wall, then stop. Instead, I clutch it to my chest and fall to the ground. Rocking back and forth, I cry for my little sister.

"Anna," I murmur breathlessly.

It's a picture of Anna and me. Her hair's gone and mine's cut almost to the scalp, a gesture to show my support for her.

I curl my legs up to my chest and gasp for air.

"I miss you, Anna."

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