Entry 10
Sierra is always trying to get to know more about Annie whenever I come back home from whatever I was coming back from. Wether I'd be coming back from hanging out with Annie to hanging out with Howard, the only think she wanted to know was every little detail about Annie. If Annie hurt me yet, if Annie is still insane. I wouldn't be surprised if Sierra started asking me what kind of shampoo Annie uses.
To be honest, Sierra's behavior makes me wonder if Annie and her have a backround. If they know eachother in any way possible. Sierra probably has something against Annie. Maybe Annie 'hurt' Sierra and she's looking out for me. Either way, I just want to know.
Closing my journal, I walked into my kitchen to find Sierra cooking something. I smiled at her, waiting for another round of Annie questions.
"So, Alexander." she began. Here it comes.
"If it's about Annie, don't you think I've already answered enough about her?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"No. Anyways, what did you guys do when you were 'watching movies' together?" she asked, making sound as if we were fooling around. I was on my last nerve with all this questioning. I shot Sierra a dirty look, my fists clenching.
"First of all, you already asked that. Second, we were watching movies. Does that answer your fucking question, Sierra?" I said, my voice beginning to raise. I could tell from her expression that she was shocked. I never yell. Well, she's never heard me get angry before. Then again, who would expect that from me?
"It's not my fault you're getting into Annie Everlark! Didn't you hear anything at the club that night? Hasn't she shown any signs that she's a dangerous person to be around?" she yelled back, defending herself. The only thing that made Annie seem a bit odd was her panicing, and that she knew Sierra well enough to panic over her.
"Not my fault that the sound of your name makes her panic..." I muttered under my breath. Somehow, Sierra heard my words.
"THAT'S WHAT I MEAN. She has panic attacks. She has a panic disorder and she's never gonna get better." she admitted.
"But that doesn't explain why your name triggered it." I said, defending Annie. I'm uncovering details I thought would never surface. But the next one was unexpected.
"She's my sister, okay Alexander?" she shouted back at me.
YOU ARE READING
Broken
Teen FictionA clinically depressed boy running away from his past meets a girl whose beauty disguises her flaws. Through the pain and heartache, the pair realize that running into each other was maybe the greatest event to ever happen to them.
