A/N: Okay so here is the second chapter for 'Change Your Life'. Please let me know what you all think of the story so far. :)
P.S: this chapter takes place a few days AFTER the previous.
(Josh's POV)
Chapter 2
*I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE SILENT HILLS, THIS STORY IS PURELY FAN BASED*
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I skipped gently down the old wooden staircase of my family home with a strawberry icecream cone in hand. It was around twelve o'clock in the afternoon on a saturday at this point, so it came as a small shock to me to see my older brother Alex at home and sitting idly in the living room. I walked into the living room quietly, trying not to step too loudly in the almost dead silent house. Lillian was upstairs sewing some dresses for Ms. Holloway's daughter, Nora. My mom was the best dress maker in the whole of Shepherds Glen; everyone asked her to make dresses and sometimes they would even ask her to repair other kinds of clothes.
Alex didn't notice me at first which told me one main thing, he was anxious. I had seen that facial expression on him before, generally it would surface when Adam was due home from work had been in a bad mood with Alex. I opened my mouth to speak but then closed it, unable to configure any words to say at first, but then I finally mustered up the courage to ask.
"Are you okay?" I spoke softly, trying my hardest in my eight year old mindset to seem empathetic even just a little, even when I knew I was too young to understand most things he would be dealing with.
He turned his head gently, his eyes refusing to meet my gaze. "To be honest buddy, not really."
I tilted my head ever so slightly. "Alex, whats wrong?"
I looked down at the icecream in my hand that was slowly melting down my small fingers somewhat resembling the look of bloody spit. He shook his head gently, his eyes falling down to the ground. "Carmen won't talk to me; It's been nearly four days since I last heard from her."
I took a demure bite out of the strawberry treat in my hand before replying, trying hard to think careful before I open my mouth and talk. "Did you two have a fight or something?"
Alex shook his head,"No, not at all, everything was fine."
My brows furrowed slightly at the situation. "Maybe shes just really busy with stuff." I suggested, although not even I was entirely convinced with what I was saying, and Alex didn't seem to be either. He sighed quietly, his shoulders slumped foward slightly, his body language oozed with sadness. I stared at my older sibling; I had never seen him so miserable before.
"Alex, don't worry, I'm sure she'll talk to you again soon!" I piped, trying my absolute hardest to keep him positive. Girls were weird, I didn't understand them in general let alone in situations such as these. Alex leaned forward slighty, resting his elbows on his knees, his face out of view from my own. I watched as his shoulders shook ever so slightly.
"Alex?" I said quietly, walking a bit closer.
Alex rubbed his eyes quickly. "I'm fine..." I felt terrible watching him cry over this. There was nothing I could do to fix this, so I did the best I could in the situation and placed my right hand on his shoulder in a comforting manner while holding my slowly melting icecream cone in the left.
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Later that day I sat with Lillian in her sewing room watching the afternoon sun slowly go down. Alex had been sent to get some things from the local store and would be back shortly. I sat in a small wooden chair staring out the window contently, my eyes entranced by the shades of orange, yellow and pink that swirled through the clouds.
"Joshua, could you please go to the cupboard and grab me some more blue thread." Lillian asked as she sat demurely in her chair sewing. I hopped off of the chair and walked over to the small timber cupboard on the opposite end of the room. I opened the two small doors and reached into the cupboard, in search of the requested colour thread. My hand rummaged around through the piles of thread rolls and other sewing materials until I finally found the desired roll. I grabbed it out careful only to notice it had been sitting atop of what appead to be a letter. I looked over my shoulder to make sure Lillian wasn't watching before I grabbed the letter. It was in an envelope yet it had no address or stamp on the front, just Alex's name written in a very delicate, feminine form of handwriting. I noticed the envelope had already been opened, thus making it easy for me to slip the letter out quickly however before I got the chance to read it Lillian looked over at me.
"Joshua, have you found the threat yet?"
I paniced and tossed the letter back into the cupboard. "Uh, yeah I have." I walked over to her and gave her the blue roll before heading back to me seat.
Why did Lillian have a letter adressed to Alex? It certainly wasn't her handwriting on the front.
A/N: sorry for the short chapter, ive been super busy and dont have the time to write lengthy updates however i will try to add more length to chapter 3, but alas i hope youre enjoying the slowly unfolding plot line! please let me know your opinions and if you have any suggestions they would be greatly appreciated! :) chapter 3 may take place in Alex's POV it depends...anyway thanks so much for reading and everyone who faves,reviews and follows this story or has subscribed to me in general. :)
