A/N: I would like to note the ages (Birth year) of some people just to avoid future confusion!
Zander - 1950
Xayla - 1961
Rose - 1953
Petunia - 1958
Lily - 1960
Disclaimer: I don't own the song in this chapter!
December 22, 1965
"Rosie, I'm scared."
"It's okay Lily-Billy, mum and dad should be back in a few." I soothed as I ran my fingers through my then five year old sister's hair and she smiled.
Our parents had gone out to a couples Christmas Dinner Party and despite me only being almost thirteen had left me to watch my two little sisters as they were trying to save back for Christmas by not paying for a sitter as they would have usually done. Little did they know however that our power would go out for whatever reason and now I was stuck in the dark with my two little sisters, who were both pretty shaken.
I sighed as I continued to soothe Lily and looked at seven year old Petunia, who was tiredly amusing herself by drawing a picture and after a few minutes of watching her, I smiled. "Hey, you know what? It's mum and dad's fault that I can't heat up our food so who wants ice cream for dinner?" I asked and at this, both my sisters looked at me with wide eyes and I shrugged. "Yeah, yeah, I know, we could just have a sandwich or something but..." I trailed off and gently pushing Lily off my lap, I jumped to my feet with a grin. "We deserve compensation!"
Both my sisters laughed, both now wide awake as we ran into the kitchen and opened the freezer. My parents were not in the best mood to say the least later that evening when they came home to find all three of us girls dancing around like we were crazy as we sang by heart our favorite songs and the empty ice cream container on the dinner table. Three spoons still inside.
Now
Tears fell down my cheeks as I flipped through the old velvet photo album, mostly the pictures were of me, and both my sisters, always laughing, loving and being... well, Sisters. But as it seemed that time was passing, that the three of us were getting older in the photos, I saw less and less of Petunia and this is what brought the tears... the death of a sister is awfully horrible, but the betrayal of the other- Suddenly, I came across a photo of all three of us that was not in the correct place.
In this photo, I was about sixteen, Petunia about eleven and Lilly was around nine. I smiled sadly, remembering this day quite well. Mum and dad had to run errands, so I asked if I could treat my sisters to some hot chocolate, because it had been my first day back from the private academy for Christmas break. Oh how I wish things had stayed the easy way they had been in that picture, But sadly, Lily had to make a friend that next spring while I was at school. When I'd come back, my sisters were barely speaking and I was caught in the middle. So after that, I guess I just pushed them away, except. Lily was so sensitive that I was closer to her than I was to Petunia.
Fate has been cruel and order unkind How can I have pushed you away? The blame was my own; the loneliness, yours The harmony's silent today
But into the stillness I'll bring you a song And I will your company keep Till your tired eyes and my lullabies Have carried you softly to sleep.
I remember how much more attention my parents gave Lily and I, I remember how I'd ask them for things and later on, Petunia would ask for something and they'd say she had to wait... My parents thought, I had supposed, that if they didn't buy me what I'd wanted, then I'd stop being a model student, a perfect volleyball player, a princess who to them could do no wrong. Oh, how, I wish I'd shown them differently.
Once did a maiden who shone like the sun Look out on her kingdom and sigh She smiled and said, "Surely, there is no other So lovely and so well beloved as I"
So great was her reign and so brilliant her glory That long was the shadow she cast Which fell dark upon the young sister she loved And grew only darker as days and nights passed
Lullay dear Tuny, goodnight sister mine And rest now in moonlight's embrace Bear up my lullaby, winds of the earth Through cloud, and through sky, and through space
Carry the peace and the coolness of night And carry my sorrow in kind Tuny, you're loved so much more than you know Forgive me for being so blind.
I remember at some point noticing how short Petunia's end of everything was, I tried to talk to her and she'd said it was fine. Back then, I'd been selfish enough not to have persisted... Oh how I wish I'd persisted.
Soon did that maiden take notice that others Did not give her sister her due And neither had she loved her as she deserved She watched as her sister's unhappiness grew
But such is the way of the limelight, it sweetly Takes hold of the mind of its host And that foolish maiden did nothing to stop The destruction of one who had needed her most
Lullay dear Tuny, goodnight sister mine And rest now in moonlight's embrace Bear up my lullaby, winds of the earth Through cloud, and through sky, and through space
Carry the peace and the coolness of night And carry my sorrow in kind Tuny, you're loved so much more than you know May troubles be far from your mind And forgive me for being so blind.
I sighed as I closed the album, why was I doing this to myself? I sighed again... I wonder if Petunia could ever forgive me. Maybe? In a thousand years. But she thinks I'm dead so how is that even possible? I sighed to myself as I put up the album and looked at my watch, it was one in the morning. Yawning sadly, I went to my bed and laid down, being careful not to wake Zander as I did. Maybe after a thousands years, I can reveal I'm alive and she can love me. Maybe.
The years now before us Fearful and unknown I never imagined I'd face them on my own
May these thousand winters Swiftly pass I pray, I love you; I miss you All these miles away
May all your dreams be sweet tonight Safe upon your bed of moonlight And know not of sadness, pain, or care And when I dream, I'll fly away and meet you there
Sleep...
In a lost Photo hidden somewhere in the vortex of time, there stands three smiling girls. all of them holding hands as they think about how greatful they are to have eachother.
Many years later, still lost within time and space is a second photo of the same three girls, except now, one stands in the back, the other bows in shame and the last is merely a headstone with October 31, 1981 as the death date.
A\N: thanks for reading I hoped you liked it!
