A few hours later after Allison's revelation, I found myself walking alongside her on the way to Vanya's apartment.
Luther said we need to hold a family meeting. Again. I wonder how that will go.
I was wearing a cropped shirt that hangs loosely by my stomach and black pants. I still had Allison's blazer which I wore on top of my shirt because the cold was too much for me.
The tension between us was thicker than the cold wind blowing in every direction.
I was still disheartened by what she did but she learned her lesson the hard way.
I racked my brain for a conversation starter but I couldn't come up with any.
I don't like the awkward silence that enveloped the two of us.
Vanya's apartment wasn't that far but not too near for us to walk all the way so I hailed a cab for the both of us.
I gave the driver Vanya's address, which I got from Pogo.
Allison and I sat next to each other without a word being uttered. The only sound heard was the radio being played.
I looked out and watched as houses and shops whiz by.
"I know you're disappointed, Aira. I can see it on your face when we talked about what happened with Claire and I." Allison suddenly said, surprising me a bit.
I turned my head towards her direction a little but still not looking at her.
"I am." I sighed.
Silence.
"I don't understand what you're going through right now, Allison, but if you're serious about starting fresh then I will support you in everything." I stated after a few minutes.
"You don't have to do tha-"
"Yes, I do. I see you suffering silently and now that I heard the full story and not just a foolish hearsay on a magazine, I am more than happy to help you in any way you need." I cut her off.
Allison looked at me with a sad smile.
She finally let herself go.
Tears started streaming down her face and I couldn't help but reach out and hug her as tight as I could.
It's been years since we've seen each other but that doesn't mean I love her less as a sister.
Seeing her in this state hurts me as well.
I never liked seeing people close to me in pain.
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