You make an issue out of nothing!

Farrell:

I put Molly down immediately, and I furrowed my brows at the sight of Paula laying on her bed. I quickly zipped up my pants, and I crossed my hands.

Walking up to her, I pulled her up from the bed, and I dragged her out of the room.

"Stay!" I yelled at Molly when she attempted to follow us. Then I shut the door, and took Paula down the hallway.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I questioned, furrowing my brows.

Then she looked at me with her weird and annoying grin.

"God you are no fun," she said, poking her finger on my chest.

Paula had fought hard to keep up the relationship we had as kids. She has been in denial of our fate. She always said she'd choose what made her happy, and her life ended up being unhappy.

"I'm fucking serious Paula, why are you here?" I asked, grabbing her hands.

Then she rolled her eyes at me. I gritted my teeth and bored my eyes into hers. I missed her so much, the old her. My baby sister, but her innocence had been stripped away. She had become