Waking Up and Letting Go
I shot up in my bed when my brother knocked on my door. I had to hold back a scream as he had interrupted my nightmare.
“Oh, May- I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“
“It’s okay, Aaron,” I said as I motioned for him to come in. “What time is it?”
“It’s 1:30, May. T-the cops are here.” I hated hearing my big brother stutter. It meant one of two things; he was nervous or he was sad. In this case it was both.
“I don’t want to talk to them.”
“I know, May but it’s been two months… We have to eventually.”
“What do they even want to know? If we kidnapped her? If we killed her? Why would they ask us anything? I didn’t see her for a year and suddenly they wanna ask me why she’s missing?” I could see the shock on my brother’s face. I was generally a very quiet person so expressing my opinion… well it was a very… Lily thin