And it Begins

"What're you trying to say Julian?" Laurain

said with a sarcastic smile along with a laugh

also full of it. I drove down the highway,

"We should've waited." She flipped hair out

her face then frowned, "Was I that bad?" I

sighed heavily, "Laurain that's not the point.

I'm talking about-"

She burried her face in her long white sleeves,

"I'm sorry I was bad Julie. I just never

done it before and-"

"I'm talking about Kimmy! We shouldn't have

done it because Kimmy is officially out of

state!" I snapped. She winced at my out of

nowhere anger, "Why are you yelling?"

I slapped the steering wheel, "My sister

is slipping away!" Laurain showed a bit

of fright on her pale face. She touched

my hand lightly, "We'll get Kimmy back. Then

we can go to New York like we planned."

I moved my hand away from her soothing one, "No

Laurain. Please can you just...shut up."

Her lip quivered as she put her knees toward her

chest.

As we arrived to Southern Michigan, Laurain

was a complete mute. And the more silent it

got, the more I felt bad for being so mean to

her. But that would have to wait. The tracker

says Kimmy's five blocks down. I was actually

going to see her!

"Laurain you can stop shutting up now," I said

lightly. She looked at me with big dog like eyes.

I felt even worse. "Sorry for snapping. I don't

really regret last night," I said not able to

look her in the face. "You regretted it? How

dare you," she lightly spoke as I pulled up to

the old run down house. The house Kimmy was in.

"Laurain please," I whinned. Her eyes filled,

"I bet you regret meeting me too. If it weren't

for me, you and Kimmy'd still be at home safe."

I touched her arm but she jerked away, "I'm

doing this for Kimmy, not to make you feel

better Julian." I knew I was in deep shit when

she slurred my name like it was a curse.

She slammed the chevy door as we walked up to

the rundown house. And it begins.