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!! Update !!
Sophia and Shiloh plan to send Cresta to a special academy to train Shadowhunters. She leaves in a week.
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"Cresta, we are taking you to a special academy."
"Like what? Where?"
"In Massachusetts."
"Why? I have a job that I just can't quit."
"We have already figured that out. You are going, that is final. The decisions have already been made and..."
My father looks sad the way he says it. I wonder, what is on his mind? He trusts me right?
"And... What?"
"Nothing. You have a week left."
I run up to my room. I don't want to leave here, this is my home. Mom, Dad, Annabeth and Crescent are here. I can't leave them. I have got to find another way out of this.
"Your sister is coming with you!" My dad yells upstairs.
Great. Another burden, my sister.
"What are you doing?" Annabeth is at my doorway.
"Nothing... What are you doing sneaking up on me like this?"
"I just heard you walk upstairs and I haven't seen you at all since..."
"Since when?"
"You know.... Crescent....."
I immediately run up to her, I grab her jaw and I yell.
"Don't say that again... Ever! Do you understand?!"
She meekly says, "Yea"
"I didn't mean to pounce on you like that. Please forgive me."
"Ok."
I hug her. Since she is coming with me, I better start packing for two. I run to the attic and start looking for a suitcase. I see a box of linens, a box of glasses but no suitcases. I stumble on a box saying, "Our Twins." I open the box and I see pictures of me and Crescent when we were little. It makes me tear up. I miss him so much. I see a little scrapbook and I shove it into my jacket pocket. I could use a little encouragement from time to time.
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*Five days later*
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I have finished packing. I packed a couple of shirts, pants and underwear. I pack light. I'm wondering, will I ever come back? Are they abandoning us? Is it because of me? Well I haven't done anything wrong. That Daryl did. Hearing his name makes me shudder. He killed my brother. I hate him.
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Later...
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This is my last night here. I crawl into bed and I just stare up at the ceiling. I'm gonna miss it here. I hear Annabeth screaming. I jump out of bed and I grab Crescent's machete. Who is here?
I hear a very vague and similar voice. It's him!
"Where is she?"
"I don't know. She left." Mom says.
"You liar! She is here. I can smell her."
Who is her?
"Cresta is who we want. Hand her over."
My father steps in. "Never!"
"We killed the brother, now we want her."
"You heard what I said. Get out."