The drive took us a little over an hour. To get to the main road, we had to travel in the opposite direction. Once we were on the main road, travel time seemed very quick.
No matter how I tried, Aimee didn’t seem to be in the mood to chat.
“Aimee Lawrence.” I said sharply. She jumped.
“We only have about half an hour before I don’t see you for who knows how long. And since you don’t have a phone or a computer, I will only be able to write you letters. So, we will chat now to
make up for it.”
Aimee laughed at my seriousness.
“Yes sir!” she replied.
It seemed to relax her, and for the next 25 minutes we chatted like normal best friends.
The sky had darkened a little, but Aimee was still confident with her driving. The streets began to look familiar.
“So, where am I going?” She asked.
“Left, then right,” I paused, sighing. “Then right again.”
“Ok.” She replied, trying not to look upset.
The familiar streets made me nervous, and I shook silently with anticipation. I glanced at Aimee, she was gripping the wheel so tightly her knuckles were white.
We turned into my street.
“Its, um, number 21.” I managed to whisper.
We pulled into my driveway.
“Um… we’re here.”
Slowly, I clambered out of the buggy.
“So, this is it.”
I walked up to my front door.
“Um, Aimee. What time is it?”
“Oh, um, about 9 o’clock.”
I reached up to the doorbell. I pressed it.
I heard approaching footsteps, and then the door opened.
It was my little sister Kate.
“It’s, your, AHHHHHHH!!!!!! MUM, DAD, EVERYONE ITS INDI!!!!”
I laughed, as Kate practically squashed me in an effort to hug me.
“It’s good to see you too sis.” I said.
I heard a stampede of feet, then I could see my parents and my other sister Sara.
I was buried in a mountain of hugs. I could hear people crying.
I struggled to free myself. Aimee was standing quietly to the side. I grabbed her hand.
“Guys, this is Aimee.”
My mum eyed her suspiciously.
“No mum, she brought me home.”
“Come in, come in.”
We were both ushered into the house.
I sat down on the familiar old couch in our living room.
With Kate on my lap, my parents next to me, my cousin Sara at my feet, and a few police officers, aunts, uncles and cousins standing near; I began to tell my story.
I didn’t feel there was much to tell, so I was done quickly. No-one really seemed to have much to say.
Aimee then stood up.
“I really have to go,” she said, trying to avoid anyone’s gaze.
I stood up, trying to fight back tears.
“Um, ok.” I barely managed a whisper.
“Thankyou. Thankyou for everything Aimee. I’m going to miss you so much. And,” I paused, letting the tears fall.
We hugged, I didn’t want to let go.
“Promise you won’t forget me,” Aimee murmured.
With an awkward wave at everyone else, she disappeared out the door.
I sat down on the floor.
Kate knelt down, then found her way into my lap.
“I missed you,” she said.
“I missed you too.” I replied, sniffing.
“Indi, sweetie, I’m sure you need a good nights sleep. We’ll see you in the morning.”
I headed straight to my room and curled up in my bed. Exhausted, I closed my eyes.
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