Aurora didn’t move even a muscle as her sister stepped forward. Her words had her glued to the spot and if she were being honest, she was still trying to wrap her around the fact that she was standing in front of her sister that had disappeared from her life 14 years ago. “I-I do believe you,” she finally spoke in a quiet voice. The younger Latsis was good at reading people and she could tell that Iris meant what she was saying. That she hadn’t wanted to leave her. “Well clearly things did happen,” she stated, anger evident in her voice. “You aren’t the only person that has done bad things, Iris, and you never were alone. I never would’ve thought of you differently no matter what until you just disappeared.” Then her sister’s final words dropped and Aurora found herself stepping backward away from her. “You were too scared,” she questioned with a scoff. “Scared of what exactly? That I would reject you? That I’d want nothing to do with you? You were literally everything to me. My best friend, my protector, the one I ran to when I was scared or upset or hurt… You were more of mom to me than our mother was before you left. I thought you would come back and you didn’t. You let me down and you missed everything! Everything that I needed you there for. My first crush, my first boyfriend, my first date, my prom… I didn’t have anyone to get advice from or help with my hair.” Aurora shook her head as she lifted her hands to wipe her face. She hadn’t expected to cry as much as she was but then again you never really know how you’ll react to something until you’re in that moment. “You know I really thought you’d have a better reason,” Aurora spoke angrily. “And not just ‘I did a bad thing and had to leave but I wanted to reach out I was just too scared’. So much for the bad-ass sister I used to think you were.”
The last thing Iris wanted to do was tell her little sister everything, but the more Aurora poked and jabbed, Iris couldn’t handle it. “I killed someone, Aurora.” Her voice loud before she started to whisper. The last thing she needed was someone coming for her head. “When I was sixteen, I killed someone.” It was a nightmare she didn’t like to live. Sure she has killed plenty past then, but those that deserved it. “I’m not what you think. I’m a siren.” She might as well lay it all out there. “My nature is to kill. And our parents kicked me out. They didn’t want me in the family. So before you say they cared that I was gone, that was all an act because they were the ones that left me all alone with nothing.” She felt more tears washing down her face. She hadn’t cried like this in a long time. It was like she couldn’t breathe. “I’m sorry I left you, but you have to know that I didn’t want to give you the life I didn’t have.”
