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A/N: How Jordan views Lily. You'll see. Please review. Thanks. Love, Lawabidingchild.
Sister I Never Had
I never thought that so much happening in so little time could leave a huge impact on how we view the ones closest to us. Lily was on my mind at that very moment. I knew about her mother getting hit by a car. I knew about all the decisions that she had to make within the past twenty-four hours. And I couldn't do anything. My post could not be vacated. She was hurting, and I couldn't be there.
She came back to the office, crying with no where else to go. Or so she says. She didn't know where she could go without hurt. Maybe that's why she ended up in my arms. Either way, Lily needs me or someone else for that matter.
The tears break the cloth on my shoulder. The pool there manifests until she changes her head position. I just rock her slowly until she finds enough strength to break away. And there is little hope of her finding peace anytime soon.
"I'm sorry, Jordan," I hear muffled in my shoulder.
I keep my grip but she slowly pulls away. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Lil," I whisper to her. "It's okay. I understand what it's like."
She had no response to that. "I shouldn't even be here, Jordan. And yet, I came. God, I'm a mess."
"Your a byproduct of your own psyche. It's okay to be a mess."
"How would you-?" Lily stopped short, remembering that she was talking to me- the one who lost her own mother at the age of ten. "Sorry."
"No, it's okay." I grabbed her again.
"I-I just...I don't know what to do anymore." She buries her face back in my shoulder and cries some more. I continue to hold her tightly.
"You're coming with me."
"Where?"
"My place. Where else?" I could feel her grip on me tighten again.
"Why?"
"Maybe we can talk. You're always on my ass about me opening up to the family. I guess it's your turn now."
At least my sister has somewhere else to go tonight. The sister that I wish I had.