Chapter Thirteen: To become a butterfly the caterpillar must break it's shell.
AARON was sprawled across the living room couch with the television remote in his right arm.
Lydia couldn't see the screen clearly as she flicked through the channels in a haste. Only a pile of colours.
"There's nothing on," he sighed dramatically, his arm falling beside him and dropping the remote on the floor with a clatter.
Chuckling at her older brother, Lydia picked up the remote and placed it on the coffee table. "There's nothing on because you didn't wait long enough to see what's on."
Aaron grumbled under his breath saying he waited long enough until he took in her appearance. "Where are you heading?"
She smiled, her cheeks tinged with a light pink. "Out."
Shrugging, Aaron closed his eyes happy that his sister was getting out of the house. He wasn't going to show it though.
"Keep your legs closed, Lydia" he shouted at her as he heard footsteps retreating towards the front door.
Lydia shook her head, grinning at her brother.
She closed the front door, smiling warmly at the boy in the black jeep in front of her.
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