"Stay here," you say, walking to the front door. You reach it around the same time as you hear a car door close. Peeking through the curtains you see… Annie's car and Annie. That's a surprise. You haven't seen her since…
https://rentry.co/pedfcz3hYeah, since that.
Probably better to intercept her before Candi sees her. You step out onto the porch just as Annie is starting up the steps.
"Oh! Kyle." She says, freezing. She wears a tight T-shirt that hugs her chest and skinny jeans that cling to her legs. That unseasonable heat has grown so bad that she doesn't have to wear a sweatshirt or jacket or anything. "I texted you," she says. "You never answered…"
<span class="mu-i">I want to talk about what happened. Come see me.</span>
Oh right. That's more than a week old. Oops.
"I've been pretty busy." You add a word for her, for old time's sake. "Sorry."
The door opens behind you and your sister comes out onto the porch, leaning on the wall, arms crossed.
"Hi, Candi," Annie says, tucking a strand of long hair behind an ear.
"Hey there." Candi gives her a smile sweeter than anti-freeze and then gives you the same.
"Go back inside," you say, fixing your sister with a dark look. For a couple tense moments you think she'll refuse. Instead she shrugs.
"Nice seeing you." Candi retreats.
Annie looks uncomfortable and rubs her arm, looking anywhere but at you.
"What brings you here?'
She finally looks at you. "I'm leaving."
"Leaving?"
"Roselake," she says. "I thought about it and… I have to get out of here." She shakes her head. "There's nothing here for me anymore."
You don't say anything for a moment, just process this. You look back at her car and see it's loaded to the brim with her shit. Bags and clothes and boxes. She's really leaving.
"You should probably think about leaving too." Annie's expression shifts to be somewhere between alarm and confusion. "I mean… don't you feel it, Kyle?"
Not really. "Feel what?"
"How… bad everything is. Haven't you been paying attention to what's going on?"
You shake your head.
She stares at you, dumbstruck, maybe starting to realize just how far gone you are. "Kyle…" she stops herself, shakes her head. "I just can't stay here. I don't know if things are different anywhere else but… I'm going to take my chances. I've got to get out." She stops there, but you sense some words unsaid. <span class="mu-i">I've got to get out while I still can.</span> "I figured… I owed you an explanation and… with what happened between us…"
Her moaning beneath you.
"I came to say goodbye," she says finally.
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