Yells came from the other room as I moved my hands over Randy's ears. A sigh escaped my mouth, this happened ever day since Louis died. Since they killed her. They only got out of jail because someone bailed them.
"Lilna?" A quiet voice said.
"Yes Randy?" I asked with as sweet as a voice I could muster.
"Why do mother and father agrue so much?"
"I don't know" I lied. He seemed content with the answer and went back to staring at the wall. Two minuets later I brought Randy to his room knowing that they forgot about both of us, he fell asleep rather quickly and I went to my room. It was a tiny room, one me and Louis played in. The memory of the death came, more vivid then ever, opening the door to say sorry and give her food our parents were most certainly not going to give her, seeing her bloody lifeless body on the...