Breathe Hope in Me

"Hey Mom." I say.

My mom kisses my cheek and takes Ellie from my arms. "She's so big!"

I nod, "Yeah. Uh, how are you?"

"Holding up. Do you want tea, Babe?"

"No thanks Ma."

"So, how are things with Johnny?"

"Awkward."

"Is he still dating that girl?"

"You knew?"

"Yeah. He brought her around a few times. Didn't you know?"

"Not until I came."

"Ouch."

I nod. "Where's Daddy?"

"In his office, going through a few things."

I smile and walk up to my Dad's office, I push the door open and inhale. The scent of cigars fills my nose. I smile and he looks up. His eyes are puffy and red. I sigh and walk in, plop down on the small couch and stretch out.

"How are you, Princess?"

"I'm well. How are you, Daddy?"

"I've been better." He mumbles before picking up his coffee mug and drinking from it.

"We all have. What're you doing?"

"Going through a bunch of pictures."

"What? why? that's only going to make you more sad."

"For Jimmy's funeral. We're going to make a tribute video, play it at the funeral then release it to the public for fans."

"You're releasing it?"

He nods.

"Why?"

"The fans."

"The fans? Seriously?"

"Yes."

I look at him and frown. The door opens and Spencer walks in.

"Hey Sis." I mumble.

She smiles at me and looks at my Father. "Dad, mom says if you'd start the grill so she can make dinner."

He nods and gets up, walks out of the room and Spencer looks at me.

"Janelle, she's cute."

"Duh."

"I mean with two fugly parents."

"Shut up, I'm not in the mood for your shit today, Spence."

"What's up your ass?"

"My brothers death, my daughter's dad. Work. Shall I continue?"

"You know what? You can't say shit about Jim's death. You were'nt even around the last six months. So, you can't really say anything, Andrea."

"Spencer, just drop it."

"Drop it? Hm, no thanks." Spencer says.

"You know what?" I say. "We used to be way closer. Then, you started being a bitch and I moved away. And now, look at us, we're fighting over Jimmy's death. Of all things."

She looks at me, quilt in her eyes and says, "I'm sorry."

I walk past her and into my parents room, I lay down on the bed and press my face into a pillow and begin to cry.

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So.. uh, Meet Spencer. The oldest of the Sullivan trio. She will be nicer, I think.

Whatcha guys think of this? Kind of bleh?