We are one (Rora)

[Rachelle Mae Bradshaw]

Rachelle stepped into the book store and looked around. It had been a hard few days, testing, swimming, finding the truth out about things she didn't want to. But needless to say she was still keeping her head on. Rachelle was doing everything she could just to make sure that the two girls didn't meet. And to make matters worse, she felt as if her sister was pushing further away. Finally she felt like she had to say something to her sister to make her realize that she was important to her. But that meant that she would have to turn her attitude way down and actually have a civilized conversation with her younger sibling. And that for Rachelle, was going to be very hard. She made her way around the book store and finally settled for a little corner in the back.

She took a book of the shelf and started to read, quietly to herself. Then she caught the familiar scent and looked up, expecting to see her sister right then and there. "Rora, I'm back here." Rachelle called out. The place was deserted as it was, so it wasn't like anyone was going to complain.

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When Rora started going off on her own, doing things she wanted to do, reading took a back seat to everything else. Namely partying and running wild. She may only be fourteen, but she decided she was tired of doing whatever everyone else wanted. She wanted to be her own person. So she quit going to pack meetings, checking in with Tyler, and sneaking out at night. Her life became more fun, more exciting. She had never been more happy with her life. Well, aside from the fact that she couldn't get drunk. That put a damper on things.

Apparently her sister noticed. She wanted to meet at the book store and 'talk'. Not that Rora cared much. She wouldn't really listen anyway. But even so, she agreed to go. Claiming she wanted books anyway. So that brought her here. In the midst of thousands of books she secretly wanted to read. She inhaled deeply and smiled at the comforting familiar scent of old books. It was a lovely scent, something she missed. She knew though, that she wouldn't come here that often. Like she had in the past. She might come here occasionally, when she felt like being lazy, but otherwise, she would be storming the town. 

"Rora! I'm back here!"

Rora sighed. Her sister was weird sometimes. They both had werewolf senses. Rora knew where her sister was. She quietly stepped around piles of books and walked behind shelves until she found her sister. A book in her hand. "I knew where you were. Werewolf senses, remember? Now what did you want to 'talk'," She used air quotes when she said talk, "about? I have a party to get too."

[Rachelle Mae Bradshaw]

Rachelle looked her sister over. " Well you could lose the attitude for one. And two, I wanted to talk to you about your behavior as of late. Mom may be fooled by your breath mints and such, but I'm not and I know you aren't old enough to drink. What happened to the Rora who loved to read and dress up and try to make me do silly things? Because I can tell you, she isn't in this room. Plus, I also wanted to talk to you about if you still are looking into finding your real father or not. I know its not any of my business but I still think that you should at least be careful with it, we don't know how mom would react let alone Tyler who has basically raised you as his own." she said as she looked back to her book.

While Rachelle didn't mind the fact that her sister was partying now, she did mind the fact that she was doing it dangerously. She cared about her, whether or not she wanted to admit it.

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Rora groaned and sat down on a stack of books. Rachelle was seriously bagging on her about her behavior? She was not her mom. Her mom was a whore who lied to her about who her father was. Who probably doesn't even know who he is. She shook her head and glared at her sister. "Look, Rach. You are not my mom. You will never be my mom. You can't act like you are either. You're not even a year older than me. Just because you were born ten months before me does not mean you have control over me. And yes, I drink. But it's not like I can get drunk. To my body, it's basically like soda. It can't hurt me. And yes, I party. But it's not like anyone but you cares. Mom and Tyler let me do what I want. Well, Tyler not so much. But he hasn't stopped me yet. So quit acting like you own me and get out of my business."

Rora flashed her blue eyes at her sister and stood up. Inside she was happy that her sister cared, but she did her best to push the feeling down and ignore it. She was her own person now. She didn't need anyone else to try and tell her what to do. She was acting how she was because she was free. No one was going to stop her from doing what she wanted. 

[Rachelle Mae Bradshaw]

Rachelle flashed her own eyes at her sister. "I'm not mom, your right, mom doesn't give a flying fuck about either of us, and you're right she's a slut. I'm not asking you to be safe for her sake, I'm doing it because I care about you Rora. I don't care that your father wasn't mine, I care that you are you and that your safe. And I don't care if drinking doesn't take a toll on you Ror. Drinking isn't you, and you know that." Rachelle grabbed her sisters hand and looked at her again. " I'm practically telling you what I would never admit to anyone, and I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but..your father... Rora he's dead. He died not to long ago. I saw the obituary as well as his grave. "

She wasn't saying this to hurt her sister, but more so to help her realize that she needed her. "I really am sorry Rora."

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Rora laughed in her sisters face. Really? Drinking wasn't her? It had always been her. But she had just never showed that to anyone. She was always to scared to show people who she really was. Now she was, and apparently her sister didn't like it. "Really sis? You never really cared about me. I could always see it in your eyes. You're only acting like you care now because we're pack. And it's required to care about pack." She flashed her eyes again, and jerked her hand away from her sister. "And I never really cared about finding my dad. I was just doing it to have something to do. I quit looking for him like, two months ago." Rora huffed and stalked back towards the door. Only looking back to glare at her sister. "If you really care about me, do something for me. Stay out of my life."

[Rachelle Mae Bradshaw]

Rachelle looked stunned. " You honestly think that I don't care about you? That the only reason I do is because your my pack mate?! No, that's you. You only care for me because I'm your pack mate. News flash Rora, I've always loved you, I just never loved the feeling of love. I felt that if I never showed you that side then I could never let you down like mom and dad did to me. But I guess I was wrong. You go and have your fun, get arrested, but when you do..I'm not going to bail you out. So have fun little sister." Rachelle said, trying to push past her sister before the tears started to flow.

She was not one to show her weak side, not to anyone.