Rae Walker stirred in her sleep. Unusual for her tiny town, bright rays of light flooded through her open curtains and landed directly on her face, causing her to snap her eyes open and glare at the open window that blew the curtains out of proportion. She threw the covers off her body, and stretched her arms above her head until she heard small cracks and pops sound. Quietly, she padded her way across the room and slipped through the crack in the door.

"Mom? Dad?" She called out tentatively, furrowing her eyebrows when she didn't receive a reply. Her mother was always up by this time on a Saturday morning, either cooking breakfast for her daughter or preparing to go for her early morning run while her father sat at the table and read the newspaper. But when the scent of bacon, eggs and coffee didn't reach Rae's nose, a bad feeling settled its way into her stomach.

She picked up her pace, walking a little faster into the kitchen to find that nothing was out of place. There was no newspaper on the table, no milk or sugar set out to sweeten her tea almost to the point where it was unbearable. There wasn't even a note telling her that they had gone anywhere.

Though the feeling in her stomach got worse, she ignored it, convincing herself that her parents had simply forgotten to set their alarm and were still sleeping peacefully in their bedroom. She forced a smile and walked deeper into the kitchen, pulling out any ingredients that she would need to create breakfast for herself.

"Rae?!" Harley Davidson yelled in a panic as she burst through the door of Rae's house. Rae, who was used to this commotion by now, ignored the panic and simply chuckled, calling out a reply and leading Harley to her whereabouts.

"I'm in the kitchen, Lee. Breakfast is on the table!" Rae called, wiping her hands on the dishcloth and dropping it onto the counter before padding her way quietly into the hall. "Help yourself! I have to wake Mom and Dad."

"Rae, wait! Please wait!" Rae ignored Harley's desperate pleas and picked up her pace as she turned the corner and came face to face with her parents door. She knocked hesitantly before placing her hand on the doorknob and pushing the door open.

"Mom? Dad? Breakfast is ready." Rae called softly into the dark, receiving no reply after she waited for a few minutes. She shook off the growing bad feeling in her stomach and walked into their room, yanking the curtains open to allow the streaming bright rays of sun in the darkened room.

The smile she wore on her face faded when she turned around to see the room empty. The bed was made to perfection, not a hair out of place. The dresser had been emptied, the drawers hanging haphazardly, as if it had been done in a hurry. The closet doors were open, all the clothes that were once inside were gone. Nothing remained in the room, not even the family picture that had been hung above the bed. Rae dove forward, lifting the covers so she could get a clear view underneath the bed, almost sobbing when she saw the many suitcases that should be there were, in fact, gone, too.

"I'd tried to warn you, Rae." Harley spoke quietly from the doorway as salty tears made their way down her cheeks. "I woke up this morning and everything was gone. The only thing left was a note. A fucking note that barely explained anything." Harley spat bitterly, swiping angrily at her tears.

"C-Can I see the note?" Rae stuttered, looking up at her best friend through watery, light green eyes.

Harley sighed, but agreed none the less. She dug her hand deep into the pocket of her hoodie and pulled out the crumpled piece of paper. Their parents hadn't even cared enough to get a decent piece of paper, instead, they wrote it on the back of the flyer for the Chinese restaurant they had all ordered from the night previous. Harley walked over and sat down beside Rae, placing the note into her hands gingerly as both of them read the words that had been inked there.

Dear Rae and Harley.
We know we can title this note to the both of you because you two are inseparable, and will probably read this together before reading it apart. So here it goes:

Seventeen years we've been with you, loving you, and guiding you into becoming the wonderful women you are today and we can't do it any longer. It was nothing you did, so don't blame yourselves. It was something that we did, something that we had to hide. Call it our dirty little secret. It's something that we had no part getting involved in and no way to get out of.

We know you have questions and I'm sure that we have the answers, but we can't explain. Not here, not now, and not like this. The answers, we're sure, will reveal themselves in time and you'll have to prepare yourself for the inevitable and the impossible. But for now, trust no one but yourselves and always expect the unexpected.

On the back of this letter is the key to the apartment that we have prepaid for you. Please, don't ignore it. It's for your best interest and safety.

Just know that we'll always love you, and that we're sorry.

-The Walker's and Davidson's.

Rae re-read the note several times before crumpling it in her shaking hands. She couldn't believe that her parents, her flesh and blood, had abandoned her in the dead of night. She couldn't believe that the people she had seen before she slept the previous night would just leave her when she needed them most. She thought back, trying to pick out any details from the night before that would have hinted at what her 'parents' we're planning.

She had arrived home from the premiere of 'Eclipse' with Harley, who had dropped her off before speeding off to her own house. She had walked in the door and sat on the couch with her parents, laughing and talking as they watched the newest episode of Criminal Minds. Nothing had seemed out of the ordinary. Not the smiles that the three frequently shared, not the sweet tenderness in her parents voices as they talked to her, not even the gentle caress her mother and father used as they stroked her hair and told her that they loved her. They had been so affectionate, more so than they had been the nights before.

She had thought nothing of it, assuming it was just because it was one of those moments that they often had where they pondered the miracle that had come to be their daughter. But, maybe something had been out of the ordinary. And now that she thought back, she noticed how her father's fingers twitched in nervousness continuously, and how her mother sent anxious glances at the windows and doors from time to time. It was almost as if they we're waiting for someone to break down the door at any minute. She assumed it was just because they were anxious to go out that they seemed tense and unfocused. They had been affectionate because it was the last night that Rae would ever see them. And they had been anxious because they could not wait to leave.

"How could they do this?" Rae spoke in a monotone. It felt like someone had ripped her heart out and stepped on it violently. Harley sniffled from beside her, hating to show weakness but unable to do anything but at this moment.

"It must have been easy," Harley spoke angrily through her tears. "To leave the children that they had a hand in creating, children that they watched grow up."

Rae didn't stay to hear anymore. She stormed from the room, a blurred mess of tears, anger and heartbreak and went to her room, gathering all of the pictures that her family had taken together on many outings. She dropped them in the middle of the living room floor and grabbed all of the ones that hung in the rest of house before dumping them in the middle of the living room as well.

She touched one of the pictures tenderly, feeling her heart break in her chest at the memory. It was December eleventh, nineteen ninety-two: her sixth birthday. Her mother stood behind a chair while her father crouched down next to it. Both of them each had a hand somewhere on the small girl that sat in the chair as she blew out the six tiny birthday candles that were plucked deep into a music note cake. It was one of the happiest memories Rae could remember, and now, it only brought pain.

"Fuck you!" Rae shouted, throwing the picture frame and watching as it shattered against the far wall. Tears rolled down her face, but watching her memories shatter before her eyes was Rae's way of mourning the loss of her parents, the loss of those people. She picked up another one and chucked it as hard as she could, watching in satisfaction as the glass tore the picture apart.

It took over an hour to rid themselves of all the pictures, seeing as the pictures belonging to Harley kept getting added to the pile when she collected them from her house across the street. By the time they were done, all that was left was torn pictures and shattered glass. And though they got rid of any painful reminders, they didn't get rid of the pain.

Harley broke down first, falling to her knees on the floor and crying as she watched Rae destroy the last picture, one that had been taken only a month ago at Harley's birthday party. The picture itself was beautiful, with Rae and Harley at the forefront with their arms wrapped around each other while their parents smushed themselves into the cameras view, creating a happy memory that the two girls thought they could treasure for years to come.

Rae broke down soon after that, falling next to Harley while the two girls wrapped each other in strong hugs. Their parents had been right about one thing: Rae and Harley were all each other had left. Rae's parents, both mother and father, had been only children while her grandparents were previously deceased. Harley's father had one sister that had been taken brutally by cancer three years previous while her grandparents had been deceased long before she was born.

The truly had no one other than each other.

Notes

Well, here we go! HAHAHA.
This story is finished on Mibba, so updates will be frequent as they are all pre-written.

Hope you enjoy!
-SR