My Sister Celebrated in a Mansion While I Hid from Aliens Underground Chapter 10
“Officers, we had no choice!”
Elena sobbed, mascara streaming, her carefully done makeup ruined.
“Mina was withdrawn from a young age, and she had violent
tendencies. We were afraid she’d hurt her sister, so we had to isolate her.”
“We were protecting her too! We didn’t want her to suffer in a
psychiatric hospital!”
They pinned everything on my “mental problems.”
Trying to hide abuse behind “for the child’s own good.”
The older officer in charge slammed his hand on the table.
“Isolation? You call that isolation? That’s unlawful imprisonment!”
I sat next to Cici, watching their performance quietly.
When they’d cried enough…
I took the old tablet with its cracked screen out of Cici’s bag.
“This is the contact device Uncle Greg gave me.”
I pushed it in front of the police.
“It has video recordings of every call they made to me over the past
three years, and the call recordings too.”
I’d kept the tablet on me the whole time I escaped.
Marcus and Elena’s faces went rigid, their crying catching in their throats.
The police opened the videos.
On the screen, Elena’s fake smile, Marcus’s harsh threats, the
laughter and chatter from the mansion in the background, and the absurd ‘alien” lie all echoed clearly through the interview room.
“… If you dare come out and expose our coordinates, you’re the one who ruins Earth!”
When the video ended, the room went deathly silent.
Even the older officer took a deep breath, fighting the urge to curse.
“This is what you call ‘protecting her‘?”
The evidence was damning. There was no more denying it.
Marcus collapsed in his chair, as if he’d aged ten years in an instant.
Elena kept muttering, “We sent money every month… Greg must have pocketed it…”
But it didn’t change the fact that they’d abandoned and abused a child.
In the end, Marcus and Elena were formally arrested and taken into custody.
What waited for them was the full force of the law and the total collapse of their comfortable middle–class life.
The respectability and status they were so proud of went up in smoke with the scandal.
Poppy was sent to live with her elderly grandmother, going from spoiled little princess to a burden the relatives didn’t want.
When we walked out of the station, it was almost dark.
The streetlights flickered on, one by one.
Cici crouched down and looked at me.
“It’s over. You never have to go back.”
“Do you want to… stay with me? I know I’m rough around the e
but I promise, as long as I’ve got food, you’ll never go hungry.”
She looked into my eyes, with a rare hint of nervousness.
I looked at her, and for the first time, my eyes went hot.
For the first time in three years, I smiled for real.
“I do. Sis.*
Cici smiled and lifted me onto the back of the motorcycle.
Jax hollered from the side, “Whoa, Cici, looks like the garage’s go itself a new little boss!”
The engine roared.
I wrapped my arms around Cici’s waist and pressed my face to warm back.
The evening breeze blew through my short hair.
Goodbye, basement.
The aliens never came. But I found the light that carried me out of the dark.
END