Warnings: swearing, child abandonment
had been more than excited as you had learned, that your sister had
come down to Earth. The prospect, that she would be with you, had
made living on Earth a whole lot better, given the fact, that you had
barely had the chance to see her while still on the Ark.
Apparently your mother had hid you around two years underneath her clothes, in some kind of drawer – the clothes muffling your crying – until you became too big for it, and she just left you somewhere, all by yourself. Years had passed, until you learned who your mother had been, and she had immediately been floated.
Yet, sometimes, after all this had happened, Raven would pass by to visit you.
She told you what was going on outside, and that she hoped you’d get out once you’re eighteen – even though both of you knew you wouldn’t – but the older you got, the fewer she visited. You assumed that it must have been hard for her as well, seeing the sister she barely knew imprisoned, and guilty of her mother’s death.
But as you finally realised that Raven hadn’t come all the way down for you, but for her boyfriend, you had been more than devastated.
Okay, you never had much to do with each other, considering that you had been imprisoned almost right after you could walk. But still, the fact that she seemed to care about Finn more than about her own sister, hurt you.
So, one day, when you watched her screw
something together, you couldn’t stop yourself, but to direct the
conversation to said topic.
You had never been good at shutting your mouth.