Arrival

Mia POV:

“Finally.” I say to my sister as I see the sign indicating that we’re entering Beacon Hills.

“I know. The drive was brutal.” She says laughing.

“Says the girl who didn’t drive..”

“Hey, I got just as tired just sitting here, besides, you didn’t want me to drive.” 

We laugh for a bit.

We finally arrive to our apartment building. We start unloading our suitcases.

Thankfully the movers had already gotten here before, and our furniture had all been placed in the small living room.

Our bedrooms were a mess.

“Ugh.” I say as I throw myself on the couch.

“Hey.. Come on..” My sister says pulling my arm. “At least help with the other things in the car, then we can go to bed.”

“Fine! Remind me again why we moved here??” I said sarcastically.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Because, we have a great opportunity here. New school, new friends, new beginning.”

“Right.” I groan and make my way out to the car. “I sure hope you’re right.” I mumble under my breath.

“Need help?” A man tells me.

He’s handsome, but he had startled me and I drop the lamp. He catches it before it hit’s the ground.

“Sorry if I startled you. I’m Peter Hale.” He says extending his hand.

I take it in mine.

“No, it’s fine. I’m Mia.” I tell him. He smiles then lifts my hand to his lips. I can’t help but blush.

He hands me the lamp.

“So, do you need help?” He asks again releasing my hand.

“Oh, no, thank you. We’re pretty much done.” I tell him.

“Well, I live in apartment 6B if you ever need anything.” He tells me and winks at me.

“Thanks.” I tell him and start going into the apartment.

“Who was that?” My sister asks raising an eyebrow.

“One hunk of a guy. He’s our neighbor. Peter Hale.”

“He is kinda cute.”

“Kinda..” I say raising my eyebrow.

“Yes, kinda. And creepy looking.” She says and throws a pillow at me. “Did you lock the car?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright, lets go to sleep. We have our work cut out for us tomorrow. Thank heaven its Saturday.”

We each go into our bedroom.

As I lay in bed, I swallow down the tears I’ve been holding down. I try not to remember the real reason we are now here.

**

Morning comes to quickly. I groan and shut my alarm off. I struggle to get out of bed.

I go into my bathroom, and get ready for my morning run.

“Might as well get to know the surroundings.” I tell my reflection in the mirror.

I go out of the room and check on my sister. She’s still sleeping.

I grab the keys and lock the door.

I stretch a bit before starting to jog. The cool breeze wakes me up. I start the timer and sprint.

After the run I come back home.

My sister is already making breakfast. I’m completely drenched in sweat.

“I beat my time!” I say happily.

“Good for you.”

“You should join me sometime. I promise to pace myself.”

“Yeah, heard that one before!” She teases. “So, how’s does Beacon Hills look?”

“Surprisingly, quiet. And comfortable. I think we will like it here.”

We both smile and she hands me a cup of coffee.

“I think I need a shower. Save me some sausages.”

“No promises.”

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Emma POV:

Moving to Beacon Hills was going to be harder for my sister than it was for me.

Although, now, seeing her walk through the door, after her jog, she seemed happy.

She was older than me by only a year, but both of us had to grow up too fast.

Our parents had died in a car accident three years ago, and ever since then, Mia had taken the role as parent.

She was only 17 now and she seemed so much older.

Thankfully, our Uncle had taken us in and we didn’t need to go into any agencies.

Unfortunately, he’s sweet charade ended. And he tried beating me a couple of times, but Mia had always been there. Taking the blows for me.

Finally, after two years of suffering, she took the stand. He had already hit her, and she had a cut on her lip. 

Then, suddenly, she stood up to him, and even though she was shorter than him, she knocked him down in one punch.

“If you ever, touch us again, you will die!” She had screamed at him. She had stood over him, with a foot on his throat, and I could see his face turning purple.

There had been so much rage and pain in her. I had cried with her all night while I cleaned her face.

My Uncle kept away from us for days.

“We’re leaving. And I need money.” Mia had told him sternly. He nodded and gave her an envelope.

“Your parents left you with a trust fund. I’ve taken all the money out of the bank. I swear, that’s everything. It should last you guys for a long time. But, if you girls ever need anything..”

“Trust me, I will never call you.”

“Take the car. I’ve already put it in your name.” He had added and handed the keys to her.

That was a few days ago, now, here we were. In Beacon Hills.

We were enrolling in the school. We had good grades from our other school, so we shouldn’t have any trouble here.

We had a rough start, but now, we were starting again. Trying to forget.

And I knew it would be harder for Mia than for me.

I knew that she was trying to play it off like everything was okay, but I knew she cried almost every night. 

She always put this strong front for me. And I loved her for that.

Together we would always be stronger.

“Any sausages left?” My sister asks me smiling. I could still see a bit of the bruising on her lip. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Hey, it’s okay. No one will hurt us here. I swear. I will keep you safe.” She went over to me and hugged me. “Erase those memories, we’re starting new ones.”

I smile weakly at her and hand her the plate of sausages.

“Really, only two?” She smiles at me.

“I only did a pack of four. But I can make more.” I tell her moving to the fridge.

“Hell, no.. I was just playing, you have no idea how hard it is to maintain all this sexy goodness.” She says playfully motioning at her body.

I roll my eyes at her.

She grabs a plate full of eggs and starts gobbling them down.

“What?!” She says with a mouth full .

“Nothing.” I say laughing and snap a pic of her.

“You so better not post that!” She says and I run to my bedroom. “Emma!” She yells from our small kitchen.

*

Later on, we start fixing our small apartment.

It starts looking so much better. Mia is placing pictures along the wall. Mostly of us. There is only one of our family.

Dad and Mom are behind us, and Mia and myself are kneeling on the grass.

She runs her finger across the frame.

“I miss them.” She whispers, and I know she’s holding back her tears.

“I do too.” I tell her and hug her.

“Alright, no more crying. They wouldn’t want that.” She says and starts fixing the kitchen.

I go and help with the few plates we have.

She opens the fridge.

“I think it’s time to go shopping.” She tells me.

“Can’t we do that some other day. I’m kinda tired.” I tell her. “Cant we just go out and eat today.”

“Fine. We’ll go tomorrow.” She says and smiles.

We both get ready to go out.

“Um.. Where exactly could we go? I mean, we don’t know our way around.” I ask.

“Well, we’ll drive around. I did see this diner this morning. We could go there.”

“Sounds good.”