Lorelei couldn't wait any longer as the clock struck 6:30pm, on a friday night she was held inside at the family dining table, where she sat hands clasped together. Frantically tapping her foot on the polished wood flooring, her eyes wandered to the opening of the living room, where hushed voices talked urgently. Whatever it was, she wasn't allowed to hear it yet.
Kaden, Lorelei's brother, sat beside her. He was only two years older than her, but they were bonded together like twins. He sat slouched in his chair, feet propped up on the absent seat next to him, in his hand he twirled a pen with a frown on his face. The federal police that had entered their front door, didn't bother him. Unlike his sister which he had been watching curiously. Maybe she had something to do with why the men were here... but no his little sister was a goody two shoes.
Aunt Tamara sat perched on the end of the love seat listening into the adults conversation. "Our Lorelei?.." a short scoff from Lorelei's mother followed the silence. "No I will hear of no such nonsense.. my daughter." another brief pause, yet this time Lorelei's mother's voice shook with anger "a killer?!"
As soon as that last word was spoken, the sound of glass shattering made all heads turn towards the opening to the dining room where Lorelei stood open handed, her brother right behind with a hand on her shoulder. The glass of water she was sipping lay broken into a million shards at her feet, tears threatened to spill from her eyes as her lip quivered in shock of what she had heard.
"You think I- I'm a killer?"
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(As short as this chapter is, I would consider it to be more of a cliff hanger for those who want to read more of it. Other chapters in the future will NOT be this short. It would be greatly appreciated if some feedback could be shared to know if you "The reader" are interested in this story.)
Brittney Meyer
