August 22,2018
        His room   

"Mom" Isaac's voice was heard, he was still happy and giddy, "Mom come here"

The mother who was worried wandered to him running, she was all scared and the fear wouldn't her live nor sleep peacefully, thinking Issac would do the thing he is most good at, which by means was attempting suicide. Sara followed her, she though knew it was something not to be scared of, with even her loving her brother, she had never thought of suicide in a big way, for she had even made an attempt twice, and what she learned was that he would never die by the cause of suicide, for he always has a rescuer.

But that never helped with decreasing her fear towards her brother dying, for he was the only thing that gives her the courage, for he even passing through lots of shits, he never got down. He, even though he has tried killing himself, have never gave up.

"She is not dead" he declare with his teary and tired face, a smile tagging along, "Carla is fucking alive"

Knowing his mom shocked, she would have screamed 'Language', no matter what the situation was. Isaac's mom kept looking at him, slowly pouring tears along with the shocked face of Sara, then she took the paper that Issac held, reading each word written there.

"This was written before a year Issac" His mom realize, "you could've reached to her if not for the jail"

"Or the hospital" Issac hated them, Issac hated everyone who acted so generous there, he knew they all were acting, he knew they had never understood his pain, whenever he cried or screamed at the middle of the night, they never cared and that was why they shutted him anyway, and that was why he said the hospital in a disgust.

The mother rushed to hug him, hug her only son who has always felt something she had never wished for anyone. And now she knew he was going to be happy, he was when he found the paper and he will when he meets Carla, he would, or so she hoped.

"But Carla," Sara spoke, "if she wrote this a year ago, how would we know if she changed her settlement?!"

Sara has always loved Carla, she knew how to calm her and love her, and Sara has always felt safe when she was with her, and she, Sara would never feel that unless if it was her brother Issac and their mother.

"We'll have to go and check out then" Issac didn't really hesitate, he knew he should, she said she would be waiting, "I'll go there tomorrow, that is if you are OK with it mom"

"Of course, bring my Car here," Isaac's mother smiled, a genuine smile that she fought too hard to smile it other day, while now it just came, like a turn on, "I missed her and I missed your happiness"

"Can I come?!" Sara couldn't help but ask, "please, I promise I will do no harm"

"No Sara, you should stay with Mom, she has no one here" Issac shake his head.

"Tomorrow your aunt is coming, so I'll be OK, take her with you, she needs a calming of her mind" The mother offer, she couldn't help but feel sad about both her kids living a life they didn't deserve, of therapist of drug to Issac, trust issues, mental issues and hospitals.

"Thank you thank you thank you" Sara couldn't help her jumping, hugging her mother and rumbling her thankfulness, "I'll go pack my things now"

Before any of them could reply she was out jumping and laughing to herself.

"As soon as Carla's name was said, the house started to warm up" Mrs. Miller said, smiling at the happiness she felt inside.

Later on Nicole came at Isaac's to have fun as she said it, then blabbering how the idea of Issac going to find his lost girlfriend, as she again said, was insane.

"Why would you go there when she is dead, you were there on her funeral remember" she kept on saying, so mad trying to prove her point.

Both, Mrs. Miller neither Sara liked Nichole, she was rude sometimes and other times she would be on her spurious generosity when, of course that is, Issac was here with them. And now when she was trying to pull him off they just couldn't stand still and watch her talking about Carla like she wasn't his God damn girlfriend, or maybe dead acting disappeared girlfriend, but they didn't care, both knew she, Carla, had a reason to do so.

"It's not like you are going, why would you care, just plop your flat ass and continue speaking about those pushup bras you bought last week" Sara really couldn't help screaming at her, for Carla have always stood for her and now she was doing the same thing, whether she was here or not.

Mrs. Miller though couldn't help but laugh before getting control of it, Issac noticed it's her first real laugh after long time, and he couldn't feel any less than happy. A smile making it's way on his handsome feature.

"I'm going" Nicole suddenly say, shocking them and erasing the mother's laughter right away, leaving her in despair as the mother knows fully that Nicole has a feeling towards her sin and her going won't be a good omen.

"Home it is" Sara continued for her, hoping that's where she is going.

"Yep" Sara felt relief just like her mom, and they look at each other sighing, "to pack"

Issac didn't mind, he didn't mind Nicole coming for he thought her as a friend, a childhood one with that.  "Sure, why not" he so said, nodding with no problem at all.

Nicole though smirking at them waved her goodbye walking out of the house, thinking rubbish and evil -at least Sara thought that way- in her evil head.

"Why did you allow her to come?! She doesn't even know Carla" Sara frustratedly claim, "she'll just try something Evil"

"Then she'll get to know her" Issac ignored the next line, he just couldn't get why they hate Nicole so much. He didn't know but it was more than hate they felt towards her, they despise Nicole.

"And" he then continues pausing his walk to the stairs, "it's feels good to see you talking S, even though it was some crap you talked"

And Sara couldn't help but think, the fuck?!

_________To be Continued_______
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