MichaelSunday morning, I leave for my jog around town, it’s quite out here at five am, which shouldn’t surprise me, since I lived here for the better part of my teen life. I jog randomly through familiar lanes that bring back, both good and bad memories. My mind wanders to Aurora’s last words before she left that day, I still can’t help but feel the ‘truth’ in her words. The nagging feeling in my chest, just wouldn’t leave me, it’s as if, in my heart, I know, something is not quite right, I think I knew it the first time I laid my eyes on her at that bar, the luster in her eyes was gone, and the usual sparkle was missing too. It was as if all life had left her body, I realized then, that maybe there was something fishy about our abrupt ‘break-up’.I don’t realize where my sub conscious has brought me, until it’s too late, I stare at the tattered wood pieces of the roof and the blackened w

AuroraI couldn’t stop the unlimited flow of salty tears from falling down my cheeks, but they were happy tears, knowing that my sister cared enough to leave me a message, a positive one at that, loosened a knot that I didn’t know existed. For the first time in nine years, I felt like I could finally breath freely, like the weight of my sister’s abrupt disappearance was nothing but a fleeting blip in my life, knowing that she’s safe and happy wherever she was, is the single most positive outcome from this situation.I am still sitting on my mom’s bed, re-reading the letter, like it might have the answers to all the questions going through my mind, when the doorbell rings, at first, I think it is Amelia, but then I remember the two day’s leave I gave her. I frown as I get up and out of mom’s room to answer the door, “Did you order something?” comes from my mother.I shake my head, “No, I have no clue who

Kayden We parked in front of, ‘what was supposed to be Michael’s home’, when he was in town and as soon as Michael had a look at what was outside, he frowned and shook his head. “I don’t understand, why are we here?” there was no point hiding it any more. We were already here, “I spoke to your mother, the other day” I start to explain, but before I can get another word out of my mouth, Mike gritted his teeth together and scowled at me “since when do you have contact with my family?” ah fuck! I know I fucked up really bad this time. “I don’t” I said, sincerely “she called me, and it seemed pretty genuine” I shrugged and opened my side of the door. “We are going Michael, unless you want to pull your ass out of the car, I suggest you get out and face the fucking music for once. It is time” I didn’t wait for him then; I knew he would join. Without looking back, I walked to the front door and gave our names to the doorman. Michael reached just as we were being led to the