One in a Million
*Chapter One Hundred & Sixty-Six; Part One*
Miracle's POV:
~Ten Years Later~
I pulled into my circular driveway that was empty and parked my car right by the navy blue front door. We never used the front door; only when guests who weren't familiar with our normalities came through the front. We liked to use the porch door in the backyard.
In one swift movement, I tugged my keys out of the ignition and looped my purse around my arm. My tired, weary feet carried me to the low, white fence that created a perimeter around our backyard. I unlocked the porch door and let myself in; Aaron had left his baseball gear scattered about the porch, once again.
After cleaning up after him, like the gracioius sister I am, I opened the door leading into our home. The kitchen was spotless, just like the rest of our house. Momma was always cleaning when she wasn't at the school with her class. It was like she wanted us to seem perfect on the exterior while we were broken and ugly on the interior.
I decided to take an apple and a bottle of water up to my bedroom so I had some food in my stomach before I left. My elbow pushed through the french doors of the kitchen and I entered the foyer; our living room to my left and an office to my right. Aaron's room was connected to kitchen and sat adjacent to the laundry room, as well. I was lucky though because my bedroom was up on the second floor.
My eyes pondered the pictures hanging on the walls around me; pictures of Momma and Niall, of Daddy and I, of Lilli, Aaron, and I. I took a deep breath and continued to make my way up the stairs. My phone buzzed in my back pocket, forcing me to set my snack down on the vanity sitting by my door.
'When did you want everyone to meet up at?? Let me know so I can tell Rocco! :) - Darcy xx' It's not that she annoyed me all the time, but right she was tap dancing on my last nerve. I just wanted to be alone. It was a rough day and I specifically came home early to be alone.
I knew how hard today was for me and thought about how hard it must've been for Aaron. When I dropped him off at school this morning in front of the sixth grade entrance door, I saw a few of the other boys start to tease him. "What are you matching with your sister for? Can't you dress yourself? Or are you colorblind too?" He tugged at his pink tee shirt as they laughed at him, but he was strong so he knew how to shield their words.
School was already hard enough for Aaron; for starters he was dyslectic and didn't learn like the other kids he studied with. "Real funny, guys, but you don't even get the point of it." Even though he was only my half brother, I loved him like he was my own total blood sibling.
"Excuse me, Leprechaun? I couldn't understand you!" The boys mocked Aaron's Irish accent and I felt my heart break for him; why were kids so cruel? It wasn't his fault he talked like that. He basically grew up in Ireland, unlike me who spent half my life in England and half my life in Ireland. My accent was blended and not many people said anything about it, but apparently middle school is a shark tanks cause they all eat Aaron alive.
'Daddy will be over to take pictures of you and Zac before yous leave<3 Love you! -Momma xx' My phone buzzed again; my goodness could I just have an hour to myself? I belly flopped down on my bed and stared at the picture frames on my night stand.
The one was of Momma, Niall, Lilli, and I standing in front of a Christmas tree in our old flat back in London. My heart ached to be back in London; I mean, America was alright, but London is where my heart is. It's where everything started and ended. And even though I was only eight when we left, I felt like my anchor was in London.
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