Walking Down a Lonely Street

Ashlin Smith (A.K.A Ashley) lived in a small city called Palmer. Not only did she live in a small city, but she lived in an area everyone in the Mat-Su valley called The Butte, because the community was around a butte. Ashley lived on Bodenburg Loop, which is the road that goes around the butte. It wasn't a very populated place and you would never expect anything exciting to happen there, but one day something is brought up that turns the whole place upside-down in her mind.


3. He knows

Everyone kept knocking on my door, trying to convince me to open the door and let them talk to me. First my dad. Then my younger brother, Conner, who was 13.
I was surprised that it had been nearly 3 hours and Jared, my other brother who was only a year and a half older than me, hadnt come to the door yet. We were best friends. We had been really close since my mom died. We both needed someone to talk to and comfort us, and our dad had gone into a state of depression. A couple years ago, after going to therapy for nearly a decade, he was finally recovering. During that time though, me and Jared and found it our responsibility to take care of the family. Caring for Conner, cooking meals, getting work to pay for bills and groceries, and always being there for each other. We always made sure Dad got to his therapist and making sure he took his pills.
Thinking that he didn't come to comfort me like he always did pained me. Whenever I would cry, he didn't care why I was sad he would just pick my lock and come wrap his arms around me, telling me everything was going to be alright.
Then another thought occurred to me. When I had first walked in, all I was thinking about was Mom, but for a moment, and only a moment, when I walked in, I just barely noticed a tear streaming down Conner's face, as well as Jared's bloodshot eyes and tear stained cheeks. I even think I saw some emotion in my father's oblivious gaze.
Just as I was about to swing my legs over the side of my bed and sneak to Jared's room, I heard the door unlock and knew who it was. I quickly sat up, wiping away the remaining water from my eyes. As soon as the door silently swung open and I saw him walking inside, I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He returned the hug, and then slowly pulled away.
I looked at him confused and walked back to my bed and sat down. I patted the seat next to me, and he sat beside me. "Ashley, I don't know why you're upset, but I have an idea. I'm sorry, that had to happen. I should've told you sooner. About a couple months after my 16th birthday, I met a lady, actually, it was more like seeing someone I had already know, but, still..."
At first I was very confused, then I began to understand what he was saying. "Wait, so you're saying you already know? You've known for a little over a hear now that our mom is still alive?" I was freaking out. Does this mean that everything she told me was true? Jared slowly nodded his head, ashamed. "Jared, you don't need to feel bad, okay. I'm fine, its just, it's a lot to take in, you know... So, is the whole good guy bad guy thing true too?"
He lofted up his head and looked me right in the eyes. Before he said anything, he walked to the door, peeked into the hall, and closed and locked the door. He walked back over to my bed. He grabbed my hands in his and made eye contact again. "Yes. I don't know if I should tell you anything else about it, but, can you tell me what Mom has already told you?"
I nodded and said, "She told me I was in some sort of group, the Uniters, I think we were called. We fight against an evil called the Immorals? Well, anyway, she also told me I can see the future. Thats pretty much it."
I nodded, I think mostly to himself, trying to take it in. "So you can see the future huh? Well, not what I expected, but that's cool."
I gave him yet another confused look and asked, "Wait, so you can't see the future? Is there something wrong with me?"
He chuckled at my panic and simply replied, "I think we should go back to Mom's house and she can give you, and I, some more answers."
"Wait, not yet, I still have one more question for you." he looked at me, wanting me to proceed. "Well, why did Mom tell you and me she is alive, but not Dad? Why'd she leave?"
Jared looked me right in the eye and answered, "I think that's more of a question you should ask Mom. C'mon, let's go before it gets late."
Then we exited my room and headed for his car. I really wanted answers, but the first thing I would do when I got there would be apologize and give my mom a hug. Something I hadn't done since the day she "died"
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