Abby's POV
"I know Tyler...no, I can't come to the movies with you this Friday...yeah, unfortunately, if this takes long, looks like I'll be spending my birthday with them...I understand that it must have been really hard to get those tickets and I really wish this wasn't happening right now...okay, I'll see you when we get back...I love you too."
I got off the phone with Tyler and slumped back on my bed staring at my ceiling fan. I kept my eyes on the blades as they kept spinning round and round without any other purpose. I began to wonder, is my life like that? Is that what Adam and I have become? Fan blades that only exist to do our relative's bidding? They only call us when they need us to do something that'll benefit them. Like two years ago when Adam and I were sixteen, they called us down to their place to sign some papers regarding our parents' assets. They wanted us to sign over some of the properties they had just found out about that were located on another continent entirely. From what I remember, my parents bought that land to build a cabin for us. It was supposed to be a place we could run to and hide when the rest of the world was being too loud. But that's gone now, isn't it? I wonder what they want us for now, or better still, what they want us to sign.
I can't wait for my birthday. Adam and I are turning 18 this year and we'll no longer need to have them as our legal guardians. We'll be free from their iron grip. I'm counting down the days until then.
"Abby?" Adam knocked on my door.
"Come in, the door's unlocked." I replied.
He opened my door and poked his head into my room, "Are you done packing? Our flight leaves in about an hour and half."
"Yeah, I'm done. I just need to grab my phone and charger, and I'll be good to go." I patted my already packed suitcase that was sitting on the floor beside my bed.
He nodded and came to sit beside me on the bed with a sigh. We both leaned back to lay down on the bed side by side, staring at my ceiling fan silently.
"You don't think they're calling us over to sign anything again do you?" Adam asked out of the blue.
I cracked my knuckles and replied, "I wouldn't put it past them to shove the documents in our face as soon as we arrive at their house. God knows what property they found now."
We sighed in unison.
Adam raised his hand to look at the time on his watch.
"We should probably leave now. There's no telling if there's going to be traffic on the way to the airport, and I don't want to be on the receiving end of their wrath if we miss the flight."
We both stood up from my bed and Adam left to get his suitcase while I got the rest of my stuff in order and went downstairs with my things. Once he came downstairs, we took our suitcases outside and locked the door to the house. We decided to take a cab to the airport, rather than walking in the cold to take the bus.
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