this was home.

Prepare

"I'm going to kill my sister"

In the old days someone saying this would be bad, you'd have to lock them up somewhere I guess, get them in a hospital or something. But not now, to us and to me specifically, this was some great news. Rose killing her sister would lead to many good things. If she finally killed her, she would never have to see her again, she wouldn't have to deal with the emotional trauma she gets every time she would see her. As long as Rose's sister is around, she doesn't have room or time to heal, which is honestly exactly what she needs right now. She knows that this is for the best and she knows that she should be the one that should do it, as a sort of relief.

"okay. how do you want to do this?"

she grabbed my hand and looked at me, I don't think I've ever seen her this serious, it scared me.

"I want to use her g*n Ben, the one she gave me. It seems natural to do that"

"okay petal, let's get ready"

as I walk to my wardrobe to grab some clothes and get the "travel supplies" Rose and I have whenever we go out. She grabs my wrist and pulls me back, she looks shy and says something quietly, too quiet for me to know what she said.

"can we g....."

The more she talked the quieter she got.

"I need you to speak up I can't hear you"

she put her head down and sighed,

"can we go to town after?"

"oh oh yeah of course!"

She brightened up a little bit when I said that and she left to get ready, emotionally and physically. That was weird tho, she would never usually get shy about asking to go to town, that's such a common thing for us to do, it doesn't make sense.

I walked to my wardrobe and didn't change because no one cares what you wear at the end of the world. I got a bigger bag than usual because I know Rose would want a couple things from the stores right after she deals with her sister, it's traumatising definitely and I guess the only way to calm her down a bit is a little shopping therapy. I put my shoes on and grabbed my bat, watered my tree and set out for Roses room.

While walking down the halls I looked at the walls, Josie's kids have been around again. There was drawings all over the walls, mainly of flowers or people, happy things I guess. The more I walked the less drawings were on the walls, meaning the kids decided to stay were there supposed to. Typically no kids are allowed in this part of the library, it's more so an "adult area". Mainly coz not all of us like dealing with kids, but also coz things are different up this way. It's hard to explain how it's different but it just is.

When I walked into Rose's room she had slid her sisters handgun into a belt loop on her jeans, it's been loaded ever since she got it so I know that wasn't a priority. I could tell that she was trying to psych herself up, trying to convince herself that this was a good idea and it was, I know she knew it was but I also know how hard it can be to do something like this. Maybe that's why she asked me to come with her, so she has no way of backing out, she knows that I'm there to help and support her and as log as she has the support, I know she'll be okay.

"you ready to go man?"

I walked up to her and put my hand on her shoulder, I know she doesn't like to be smothered when she's upset, she typically likes being left alone but she usually comes to me.

She looked up at me and when she did, I didn't see sadness or hurt in her eyes, it was determination. She wanted to do this, she was ready to do this and I was proud of her.

she rolled her shoulders back and cracked her neck,

"let's go fuckass"

god she's a f*****g i***t.

I love her