"back in the day we were wild and free!"

[ FLASHBACK TO JULY OF 2008 ]

"ALRIGHT BEAST, YOU'VE GOTTA work with me here."

i frowned as mama let out a hefty sigh, pulling out our bags from the overhead.

"why can't you just carry me?"i asked, wearing a frown trying to swing my right leg which was plastered in a bright pink cast.

"because baby."mama let out another sigh before lifting the other stuff up, "its not safe for me to carry you with our suite cases in my hands."

"i can help!"a wide smile spread across my face as mama's curls fell in front of her face.

her sweet laugh fell from her lips as she looked back up at me, "you wanna know what you can help with?"

"what?"i asked, waiting for her answer.

"you can carry..."she pulled something out of her bag, "blades!"

a gasp escaped my lips as mama handed me my favorite stuffed animal since i was two.

"c'mon baby, we're going to try this until i can get you a wheel chair." mama picked me up, quickly trying to get out of the plane.

we soon were able to get me into a wheel chair, and go towards the baggage claim so we could get my suite case.

we waited awhile, and mama's phone kept going off, to the point where she picked it up finally, "hi chris!"

she kept talking on the phone, while i was looking down at blades, playing with him a bit.

after awhile, we found my suite case and car seat. mama had gotten off the phone with uncle chris.

"alright baby, you ready to go see uncle chris?" she asked, and i nodded vigorously.

we made it outside, finding out that uncle chris waiting for us already somewhere, "lissa! becs!"

my head snapped towards the left and i found uncle chris running towards us, "uncle chris!"

i saw mama grin as uncle chris came to us, and picked me up into his arms.

he hugged mama, and then turned towards me with the biggest grin on his face, "how's my favorite niece been?"

"fantastic!" i exclaimed, and he laughed.

"do you need help lissa?"uncle chris asked, and mama shook her head, "i'm all-set, just carry becs."

"no surgery needed on that leg of yours?"uncle chris asked, and mama shook her head.

"ortho doctor said she got lucky, especially since she's got fragile bones."mama explained, and uncle chris nodded.

"so beast,"uncle chris started, making my head whip towards him, "I was thinking we could get some dinner at your favorite restraunt."

my eyes lit up, and i saw mama laugh, "friendlys?!"

"yes ma'am."uncle chris laughed, as we arrived at his car, and they had grabbed my car seat, setting it up in his car so that i could be seated.

after awhile, i had been buckled in, and finally left the airport.

"off to friendly's!"

✰

CHRIS JONES

"SHE'S PASSED OUT ISN'T SHE?"

i nodded, holding my niece in my arms, who was dead to the world.

"you should really come home lissa."i told my younger sister, and she vigorously shook her head no.

"i'm going to show back up after five years with a kid chris, especially when brantley is still using."aylissa had tears in her eyes, and i sighed wrapping her in a hug, "he's been gettin' worse since you left home lis."

"i know."she sniffed, with her arms tightly around my waist, "and thats why i haven't come home. it hurts to see him slowly killing himself."

"he needs to get clean before i even show my face around here again. i won't come back to jefferson with becca until he's clean." lissa let out a shaky sigh, "i don't want to put her through the hell that we went through with dad when we were younger. thats why mom left with us for a little bit to boston."

"just tell him before its too late ok?"i pleaded, and she nodded, wiping the tears away that were on her cheeks.

she looked so much older than she was. she had deep bags under her eyes, and looked so much wiser than 23.

"i've gotta get to my hotel."she started and i nodded, "my flight leaves at six tomorrow."

"do you need me to drive you?"i asked and she shook her head with a laugh, "no dummy its next door."

"love you baby sis."i saw her grin, pressing a kiss to the top of becca's head.

"love you too cj."