Two Bit Sat watching the news.
A homicide? It was most likely a dead greaser that some Socs had a small grudge against.
Then they said the name.
"The police has Identified the Body as that of The thirteen year old Melissa Matthews "
My throat closed up My sisters name? Coincidence. It had to be.
"The Family of the Girl will be contacted Immediately."
As if on que the phone rang I picked it up numb.
"hello? Is this the Matthews residence"
"yea.."
I couldn't believe that was my voice but it was it sounded small like jonnys or ponys. Not my loud joking voice. Nah It couldn't be I must be hearing things.
" may I ask who Is speaking"
The voice on the other end sounded authorities oh crap please let this not be the cops please let the girl on the news not have been my sister please.. Please..
I heard my voice again.
"Keith Matthews"
I could hear papers shuffling in the background
"Is your mother home son?"
I shook my head then remembering the person on the other end couldn't hear me
"no she's working.. Wh-"
The phone line went dead and I san down on the couch. The news was still on the homicide and I couldn't help but wonder.
Had the Soc's really killed my baby sister?
(a/n all right now I know Two bits siter may not have been thirteen but bear with me here people.)
A homicide? It was most likely a dead greaser that some Socs had a small grudge against.
Then they said the name.
"The police has Identified the Body as that of The thirteen year old Melissa Matthews "
My throat closed up My sisters name? Coincidence. It had to be.
"The Family of the Girl will be contacted Immediately."
As if on que the phone rang I picked it up numb.
"hello? Is this the Matthews residence"
"yea.."
I couldn't believe that was my voice but it was it sounded small like jonnys or ponys. Not my loud joking voice. Nah It couldn't be I must be hearing things.
" may I ask who Is speaking"
The voice on the other end sounded authorities oh crap please let this not be the cops please let the girl on the news not have been my sister please.. Please..
I heard my voice again.
"Keith Matthews"
I could hear papers shuffling in the background
"Is your mother home son?"
I shook my head then remembering the person on the other end couldn't hear me
"no she's working.. Wh-"
The phone line went dead and I san down on the couch. The news was still on the homicide and I couldn't help but wonder.
Had the Soc's really killed my baby sister?
(a/n all right now I know Two bits siter may not have been thirteen but bear with me here people.)
