Decode Me (On Hold)

Decode Me

I decided death would be better than both.

I hope Lily had a gun or something.

The click of high heeled shoes sounded on the pavement.  I was surprised when the stopped beside me, but the pain I expected never came.  Instead, my sister's arms came around my tiny frame, pulling me off the ground.

"I know where you are going," She told me simply, walking towards the forest.

My throat was too dry to ask her how, so I stared at her, open mouthed.

"I brought you some money and food.  You know where you're going.  I've instructed him where to take you.  They will be expecting you," She remained calm, which was amazing considering the situation at hand. "You have power that you have yet to tap into.  Use it wisely."

I was suddenly on my feet, wobbling unsteadily.  Lily righted me then reached behind me.  I wondered idly if it would be a weapon.

But, instead, it was a backpack.  Small enough for my ravaged body to handle.  Filled with who knows what.  She unzipped the bag and pulled out a water and some kind of granola bar.  I smiled, taking them and downing both in the blink of an eye.

"Now go, before they find you," She said, turning her back and strutting away like nothing had happened.  Like she didn't just help her sister escape torment.

As I turned to the forest with a renewed sense of hope, I heard, "I love you, Aiydin.  Forever."

But, then again I could be wrong.  I began to walk further into the woods, deciding that she had said those three little words that I hadn't heard in years.  I stopped dead in my tracks as the squeal of tires on asphalt rebounded off of the forest's trees.

Diving behind the nearest trees, I heard a door open and shut forcefully enough to break the frame.

"YOU HELPED HER YOU LITTLE TRAITOR!"  My mother's voice boomed, sounding more like a man's.

My sister remained silent.  I peeked around the tree and immediately wished I hadn't.  A large, sleek gun was trained right on Lillian's forehead.  I held back a blood curdling scream. 

Lillian was going to die.

It didn't matter that she was her mother's child.

I wanted to run out there and stop her, but I knew it would be a wasted effort.  Lily and I would both be killed, and our attempt of escape fruitless, a body bag as our souvenir.  Our death's would be ruled as a drive by or a gang attack.

After all, why would the Sinder children want to die?  As far as anyone else knew, we led a luxurious life, filled with fun and lavish accomodations.  We were the third-in-command's children, after all.  Our parent's best friend the Alpha.

What a great cover story.

Little did they know that I lived in a piece of crap, run down, apartment by myself, surrounded by people who were constantly drunk off of their ass. 

Yeah, lavish all right.

I moved back to the center of the tree, taking notice of something on my neck.  It was a golden locket.  I opened it gently.  Inside, there was a photo of my family years ago, when I was younger.  We were happy then.  Our pack not corrupt.

On the other side, my full name-Aiydin Lys Sinders- was engraved with the 'and' symbol beneath it.  My eyebrows furrowed together at that.  I had no clue what it was for.  Flipping it over, I noticed another engraving.

Never forget where you came from- Lillian.

A tiny heart lay beneath it.

And in that moment, I knew that Lily had indeed loved me when everyone else seemed incapable of it.

"I love you, Lillian Marie Sinders.  Forever," I whispered, tears streaming down my face.

I stood, chin high, and began walking after slinging the bag over my shoulder. 

Not a cry escaped her lips as the bullet was fired.  I didn't need to see to know that she was gone.

I hoped that she found a better life up there with the lord.

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I pounded harder on the red painted wood door.  I had been standing outside of the house for ten mintues, and nobody had come to the door.  I cursed under my breath, trying desperately to keep my blood flowing to my limbs.  I knew that I already had hypothermia- I didn't need frostbite, too.

Suddenly, the door gave way and I fell towards the ground.  Strong arms held me tight against well-defined muscles.

I didn't even need to open my eyes to know who it would be.

Evan.  My one and only friend.

As I leaned into his chest, breathing in his comforting scent, I knew that our plans were different now.  I knew that he had figured out everything that had happened by now.  I knew that we would forever be different.

"Aiydin?"

"Yeah," I croaked sleepily, feeling like I had been under a pile of bricks all day. 

It wasn't too far from reality.

"She died the way she would want to.  She died for a cause.  For you.  She is the bravest person ever."

I nodded into his chest, fresh tears building up.  I didn't register him carrying me to his room.  I only remembered curling up next to him, his warmth spreading over me like a protective blanket, like we had a million times when he snuck into my tiny dungeon of a home since I was eight and he was ten.

Closing my eyes, I prayed for my sister to have a good life.

And for me to find a way to make it through.

***So, whaddaya think. Note: this is the restart of 'Destiny' by my alter ego, kaijairene1543.  Its gonna be A LOT different though as you can see.  Im not even sure if it will follow the same plot line... :/.

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-kaija