THE MUSIC BOX (chapter 2.2)

And by the way, chapter two is long. Yeah just wanted to tell you that, anyway, enjoy :) and comment on my faults please becuase i know i have a lot of them, well thats what my dad says anyway lol :

“What’d Grandpa give you?” asked Jake, as politely as he could, but I could tell he was seething with jealousy. I’m sure that they were listening in on the conversation, and already knew what I got.

“Um, just that old music box,” I told him, casually.

“Funny,” said Wendy, as if it was the least funniest thing she’s heard in her life, “I thought Grandpa treated us all the same. I guess you two had a relationship all to yourselves. Weren’t you the last one to speak to him before he passed away? What did you do you him? We all know how you looked, when he told us the story about the stupid box.”

“Whoa…what?!” I was shocked. Not only were they jealous of me for getting the music box, (which, might I add wasn’t my fault) now they were accusing me of murder! I looked at Lucy. Surely Lucy, who I sang songs to at night and played hide and seek with almost every day wouldn’t believe the nonsense that these guys were cooking up. But her small little face was stone cold angry. She believed them. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. How could they do this to me? We are cousins! I couldn’t let them see me cry, so I screamed “fine then! Believe what you want!” and stormed off, running to the bathroom.

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“Hey Tess, is everything alright?” asked my dad in the car, as we were driving home. I cried for a good five minutes before mum came in and said it was time to go ho… She stopped in mid-sentence when she realized I was crying. I made up some excuse about Grandpa, being the reason I was upset. She seemed to believe it, so we went back to the car, and were driving home.

“Yeah dad,” I answered a bit too cheerfully, “everything’s fine.”

Dad frowned but said nothing. Though I could see the look he gave to mum.