The next morning I woke up feeling a little uneasy. I feel like something is going to happen. Nothing bad but just something I can't put my finger on. I was lost in my own world when the phone rings. "Hello?" I say. "Hey Abby its Mom." I roll my eyes a little bit. "Hi mom what's up?" I asked. "Well something has come up here with your little sister." "What's wrong is she ok?" I always felt protective of my little sister. "Oh yes she's fine.. but the thing is.... she's having a hard time at school and she wants to know if she could stay with you for a while." I was quite for a few seconds. "Yea let me talk to Jake and I'll call you right back." We said our goodbyes and I hung up. I went into my bed room and saw Jake sitting up in the bed. "Hey babe." I say kissing his cheek. "Yes she can come." He said. "I haven't even said anything yet." I said. "We can hear each other's thoughts remember?" Oh yeah that's right. "So it's alright if my little sister comes and stays with us for a while?" I ask. "Of course why wouldn't it be?" I smile and wrap my arms around his neck. Our hug is cut short by crying. "I'll get him." Jake says walking to Aiden's room. I called my mom back and told her that my sister can come. "Oh thank you so much honey... I'm sure Riley will appreciate this." I smile and hang up. Jake brings Aiden into our room. "Mama!" He says reaching for me. "Good morning." I say kissing his cheek. "So babe when's your sister coming?" Jake asks. "Mom said her and daddy will bring her in about two weeks." I say. I get up and go down the hall. "Where are you going?" Jake asks. "To get the guest room ready silly." I say. I open the door to the guest room and start fixing it up. I hope she likes it. I just can't help but wonder if my parents are doing the right thing sending my sister to live with me. I mean it did me good to live here. But my sister is not me. I guess the only way to find out is wait and see.
**Two weeks later**
Two weeks flew by. I was excited to see my sister and my parents. I haven't seen them in over a year. It's late afternoon when they get here. Mom was in the front seat smiling like a mad man. I open the front door with Aiden in my arms. "Hey guys come on in." I say motioning for them to come in. I put Aiden down in his play pen and sit down on the couch. I look at Riley who has a sad look on her face. I notice a deep scar on the left side of her face. "Abby can I speak to you for a minute?" My mom asks. I get off the couch and walk outside with my mom. "What's up mom?" I ask her. "Well as I told you your sister was having a hard time back home.... but I think you deserve to know what happened. You see back home she was harassed by kids at her school. A group of boys were the main ones who harassed her. It got so bad.... they attacked her and cut her with a broken beer bottle. That's why she has that scar on her face." I was so mad. No I was furious! But I also hated myself because I wasn't there to protect her. "But here she can start over again and have a chance to find peace." I looked at my mother who had tears welling up in her eyes. "Don't worry mom. Jake and I'll take care of her." I say engulfing her in a hug. We go back inside. Riley has Aiden in her lap playing with him. Riley is smiling. That's probably the first time she's smiled in a while. "Wow your really good with him." I say. She looks at me and her smile seems to fade. "Thanks." She said. When the time came my parents left. Mom cried a little bit. I don't blame her. After it was all said and done it was late. Aiden was fast asleep so I put him to bed. I showed Riley where her room was. "This is really nice thank you." She said putting on a fake smile. "You known if you ever want to talk... I'm always here." I say. She nods. "Well goodnight." I said. "Goodnight." I walked down the hall to mine and Jake's room. I feel so bad for my sister. She went through all that back home with no one. I mean yeah my parents were there but she probably needed her big sister. I will always hate myself for not being there for her. But I'm going to make it up to her. I made a promise and I intend to keep it