the children parte tres

Nora

 

            “Lissy! Give it back!” I heard Roslyn scream. Oh darn it; I thought hurrying down the stairs. The two have been getting more social together but they still have problems with being nice. When I got to Roslyn’s library where the screaming was coming from I saw Lissy up on one of the steps clutching her copy of princess academy. “I want to read it again, you haven’t touched it in weeks!” she shouts back at Rossi. Roslyn pulls back to strike Lissy with some earth control and I rush to her side, pushing her arm down. “Girls, girls! Calm down! I have a copy of it, Lissy you can borrow it.” I say calmly and Roslyn frowns. “Fine. This is the last time I’m allowing HER on my floor.” She hisses up at Lissa and stomps away. I sigh as I see Lissy’s lip quiver. They were doing so well.

 

Lissa

 

            “I shouldn’t of took that book...she liked me for a little while.” I sobbed into Nora’s shoulder. “She still likes you Lissy she’s just upset.” She says and pulls me closer, playing with my blonde locks. I could hear Rossi slamming stuff around in her sewing room. I don’t know how many times she has stabbed herself with a needle being angry with me. Too many times most likely. Then I heard something weird. Crying. And it wasn’t mine. Nora was bus trying to help me out but I heard the distinctive sound of Roslyn’s whimper.

 

Roslyn

            Why do I even care? It’s not like I even like either of them, I’m just forced to live with them! Nora was down their comforting Lissy because I’m so mean when she was the one whole stole the book that she let me borrow. She could of just asked for it back. I’m not that scary. I stabbed my finger as I made another stitch on Nora’s Christmas gift. “Ouch!” I yelped and looked at the little dot of blood on my fingertip, oh the joys of being half human. If I were Lissy and pricked my finger and yelped ouch nana would have been up here in seconds have the blood gone up and the finger band-aided. But I’m not Lissa. I’m not as important as her. Not to anyone in this house. I started crying at the thought. Why did I care? Why did I care?

 

Lissa

 

            I went to her sewing room door and knocked quietly, holding the book I stole. She creaked the door open like she usually does. “What?” she asked in a tone that almost brought tears to my eyes until I saw her red-rimmed ones. I held out the book. She looks at it. “Nora is letting me borrow hers. its fine Liss.” She says waving me off, then began to creak the door back shut. I stopped the door and stepped in the little messy sewing room. “No it’s not. I made you cry. Sure, you made me cry too but you didn’t even have anybody to calm you down and I’m sorry about that.” I say bravely. Her eyes soften a little at my little speech, then she goes back to her snobby self and “Thanks Lissy, but I’m fine. Really I’m sorry I snapped at you.” She says sitting down at her worktable. I wasn’t taking that, I could see right through that. I was tired of her acting like we were so much older and nothing mattered. We are only eight! i tapped her on the shoulder. “Is not fine and you know it!” I say. She stands up ready for confrontation, but instead I hug her. After a few seconds of awkwardness on her behalf her arms relax around me and she hugs me back. “I love you Rossi.” I whisper softly, careful not to break the trance. “I love you Lissy.”

 

           

 

           

 

 

Reviews

[InsanityWriter]

Nice chapter. :) Cute ending, I loved it!! (;

[Felicity's Eve]

Awww. It's so short... *pouts*

Lol I loved the last part! So sweet!!! ^^

Great chapter!

[beautiful dreamer]

thanks :)

[Felicity's Eve]

:)

[Lover Of Words]

I love this

[beautiful dreamer]

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[Lover Of Words]

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