“I don’t care who started it! You don’t hit people.”

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Jackie (R1403)

The Blonde looked at her with anguish in her eyes, “You can’t be serious?!” She exclaimed

“That’s Aaron,” Monty said, “Rose’s youngest son.”

She jumped and stood up from bed. Her body still supremely hungry. She fell, she managed to catch herself on the bed with her hands. Her head spun some. She looked at the man and to Monty.

“Which brings me to my next point. Rose is older than you think. It’s the same with Aaron and a bunch of other people.”

She sighed and nodded. She’d already had gathered that. She turned her head down. And looked at her lap as she put herself on the edge of the bed.
The thought made her feel such like an outsider. And she hated it

Aaron took a glass from the nightstand and handed it to her. “Your throat is open enough to drink this now. It’ll heal you completely and your hunger will subside.”

She nodded. Taking the cup. And sipping it slowly. She could feel the last of the pain disappear. Her throat loosened up the rest of the way. She finished the glass. And set it down. After a moment of silence.
She spoke, “well- I guess you know who I am?” She said softly. She looked down with a pained expression

“Your my aunt Jackie.”

“I’ve only known about you for less then a week? And that you have siblings. Not only that. But everything else too.” She said and rubbed her arm. She looked at him.
“You look so much like her though…..” She said with a soft smile as she paused looking at Arron. “Where is Rose?” She asked him.