Cimorelli One Shots

okay.

A/N: I'm back!! 

Her breath hitched as she rocked back and forth on her bed, clutching her knees tightly to her chest.

She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop the waterfall that was streaming uncontrollably down her face.

She knew there was something wrong with her.

So, she had grown up with her younger sister.

So, they were inseperable.

So, she had never been completely alone and didn't like to be.

Those weren't excuses for her to miss her sister so dearly.

It had just been a day.

A day since the video was uploaded.

A day since she left.

Only a day.

So why was she acting like this?

Why was she so out of touch with her emotions?

Why did she miss her so much?

She heard the door open and a loud gasp followed the creaking of the door.

Footsteps got louder and quieter.

Doors opened and shut.

Voices spoke in hushed tones.

It's going to be okay, she heard a voice.

It was her younger sister.

Her hair that she liked to dye so much brushed lightly against her shoulders as the younger hugged the elder tightly.

She smiled at her touch, but her tears kept falling, wetting both of their shirts.

It's okay.

She looked up, meeting her sister's green eyes.

I missed you.

I know.

The older laughed, but quickly looked away.

I'm sorry.

Why?

A day. Only.

The younger quickly understood and hugged her sister tighter.

It's okay, she whispered.

I'm sorry, she repeated. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

The younger girl loosened her grip on her sister, looking her in the eye. You're my sister. It's okay. I'm here for you. 

The older girl smiled sadly, as she felt sleep take over, and she slumped against her younger, but taller sister's shoulder.

The younger girl grinned slightly.

Yep. We'll be okay.