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Chapter 39

A good night

The black Impala stops at 1216 Franklin Avenue. The two boys in the car share a very happy look.

"I thank you for that night, Isaac. I had a lot of fun. It was really cool," the one with the white hair says.

"I'm glad that you had such a good time. And what about you, Miss moody?" Isaac asks her with an attempt to annoy her a little bit.

But Lucy chooses to ignore the nickname she was given by the older boy. "I have to say, it was indeed a great night. Your performance was not that bad as I thought it would be."

"Well, I'll take that as a compliment. I wish you two a good night. We will write later than, Lincoln."

He nods and together with his sister they get out of the car. Lincoln waves Isaac a last goodbye and then he drives away.

Lincoln opens the front door and lets Lucy with the words "Lady's first," in.

She gives him a bow and enters their home. And then he enters it too.

"Hey, look who is finally home," says Luna from the couch in the living room.

"Oh please, Luna. You just had come literally five minutes before them home," notes Lori, who was sitting also on the couch, while rolling her eyes.

"But that still means that I'm not the last one who is coming home. So, guys? How was it?"

"Oh, Luna you should have come with us. It was awesome," explains Lincoln excited.

"Were the bands that good?" she asks curiously.

"Yeah, especially Isaac's band was rocking," he tells her and makes the devil's horns.

All in the living room look surprised.

"He has a band?" Luan asks.

"Yeah, they just had formed by now. It was their first performance but they were really good. How was their name again? Holly Sinners?"

"They called themselves the Sinners of Saints. I have to say, it is a fitting name for them. Especially to Isaac," helps Lucy her brother with the band name.

"Yeah right," Lincoln says as he remembers the name again.

"And had Isaac played an instrument or did he just sing?"

"He is the lead singer and plays the bass."

"Lead singer and plays bass? That is rare. Mostly they play guitar or no instrument. And he is good with it? Maybe I should come with you next time."

"The lyrics of their songs were very interesting. I think he was trying to tell us something with them. But I do not know what," Lucy says while rubbing her chin.

"Really? I haven't noticed that," says Lincoln.

"Of course you have not noticed it. All your attention was clued to this Ellie," Lucy says. The others weren't able to notice it but Lincoln does notices that there was a slight hint of jealousy in her monotone voice.

All girls were all ears now and coming closer to ask in unison, "Who is Ellie?"

"Eh, she is just one from Isaac's group. She had played the guitar," Lincoln tried to calm the situations down. He knows how his sisters can be by the mention of a girl.

"He had mostly looked at her all the time. But that is not surprising. She knows how to use her feminine parts and her..." Lucy clears her throat, "Her 'sex appeal'."

"Sounds like our little brother becomes a man," Lynn says mockingly.

"Well, every guy gets googly eyes when it comes to the two, big bs. You will understand it someday too," Luan jokes.

"Shut up! You have a flat ch—"

"Lynn!" Lori interrupts her. "Not literally in front of the younger ones," she whispers to her.

"What? Why me? Luan had started it."

"What are you? Six? Anyway. What is important is that our brother had a good time. You have deserved it."

"It really was." Lincoln let out a big yawn. "Man, am I tired. I go to bed. Good night, girls."

"Good night, Linky," says all his sisters. But soon they also go into their rooms and in their beds.

"All right. Tell me," Lynn says to her roommate as they are making themselves ready for bed.

"Tell you what?" she asks confused.

"You had said that Isaac was telling something through his songs. I know that you know how to read the stories behind lyrics."

"Why are you so curious about it? Is it that you still are against him?"

Lynn, first very eager to hear about Isaac, was now quiet and let her head hang.

Lucy wanted to ask her if anything is okay but then Lynn looks back at her and starts to speak.

"I know that it was mostly my fault. I have started this whole 'all against him' thing. And because of that, no one noticed that you and Lincoln were gone. Because of my paranoia, you got hurt and he nearly got killed."

"Lynn. It is not your fault. At least not yours alone. I had taken your side too instead of trying to end this all. Also, no one would have noticed that I was gone. Even if you were not all fighting," Lucy explains to her.

"What?! Of course, we would have noticed it."

"How often have no one noticed that I am in the same room till I start to speak and with that scare you all?"

Lynn wanted to say something but sees what she means. They all take not that much notice of Lucy and that even when she isn't trying to be unnoticed to scare them.

"I'm sorry, sis. I should look more out for you. You are my little sister and roommate. Heck, you're also like my best friend. We two were so inseparable as we were younger. What had happened?"

"We get older. That is the passage of time. The course of things. We can't do anything against it," Lucy explains like she already has accepted that things can't be changed.

"That isn't true! We can do something," Lynn protests.

"And what? You know that I avoid sunlight and physical activities. And you are not for the dark and macabre things I love."

Lynn would never accept to be defeated. "I'll figure something out. I will never accept that we are separating from each other. We are family!" she declared loudly.

Lucy shows no sign of it but she was touched by her sister's attempt to not let them go separated ways and to lose each other out of sight.

Then, she shows her sister a little smile. "All right. If someone finds a way, it is you."

It was not much. But it was enough to fill Lynn with determination. A lot of it.

Lynn chuckles confidently, "You can count on me, Luce. But now back at the other topic. Isaac."

"I thought you—"

"I'm sorry for what had happened. But I still want to have an eye on him. I don't ask you or the others to watch him. I'm just... Okay. I'll be honest with you. I am afraid that something happens to Linc again. I prefer to be paranoid and be prepared if he tries to hurt our brother too. Or, in the end, be the one who's wrong about him."

"I understand you. We all are worried about Lincoln. And it is still not easy to trust Isaac. But I am ready to give him a chance. It also should be easier to look after him when he and I are friends too. If I should see or find something that is alarming, you are the first one I will tell."

"Thanks, sis," Lynn says with a nod.

"And about his songs. I think it was about suicide. Or at least, it was a big influence on the lyrics. But I am not sure if he was telling a story about Lincoln or someone else."

"What do you mean with someone else? How many people also have to deal with it?"

"Lincoln had told me that this Ellie had a brother."

"Waite. Had?" asks Lynn worriedly.

"Yes. Her brother, a boy as old as Isaac had killed himself. I do not know the details. But maybe the songs were about him."

"And what if they are about Isaac himself?"

"That could be a possibility. But he does not look like he is someone who had tried to end his own life. Also, there was this poem he had recites last night."

"What? He also is a poet? What can't he not?"

"He had said that it was a once in a lifetime thing. It was probably his first and only poem. But it was not that bad. I kinda like it."

"So it was a dark and edgy one, right?"

"It was probably about Lincoln who is too kind to the world who doesn't appreciate his kindness."

"Well, he isn't that wrong with it. Sometimes Lincoln is too nice. But I'm happy that he is this way."

Lucy tildes her head to the side. Is she in love with Lincoln too?

"Anyway. I wish you a good night."

"A good night and rest well too."

Before Lincoln was going to sleep he had sent Ellie a message. He had asked her for her number so they can be in contact.

She had sent him a message too where she had said that she was happy to saw him again and had a great night too.

Lincoln was happy about that and sleeps with a big smile on his face.

"We love to see you that happy, our love," the Darkness greets him as always in his dreams.

"Hey, D—aw, seriously?" he says as he sees her.

"What? Do you not like it?"

"You want to tell me that I now have fallen for Ellie too?"

The Darkness looked like always. The Somehow fitting combination of his sisters. But this time, the color of her hair had changed. One-half black and the other blue.

"We just can show you what—"

"What my hearts desire. Yeah, yeah. I know." Lincoln let out a big sigh. "She is beautiful, I admit that. And it is fun to hang out with her. But I do not know that much about her."

"You have her number. You can learn more about her as much as you like. And haven't you act with her as a brother? You really have a kink for that kind of stuff."

Lincoln thinks about it and she was right. As he was part of Isaac's group, he had treated her like she was one of his sisters. Had he really a sister fetish?

"Am I really like this? Had I it in me the whole time?"

"You always had loved your sisters and had held them very, very close to your heart. Maybe it wasn't this kind of love in the first place. But there is something in you that drives you to them. Girls that you feel so close to. Girls you want to protect.

"I am a strange boy. Pretty messed up."

"Don't say that, our love. You are wonderful the way you are. Isn't the love that your sisters give you the proof for it?"

"Maybe you are right. But I still hope that we all end up in a normal relationship after the time. It would be better for all of us."

"Maybe. But we know what is good four you right now," she winked at him.

Lincoln got red but shrugs. "Eh, why not. But don't mess up my underwear again," he says while jumping with her in his bed again.

Stay tuned and have a great day.