It all started with "I do!" ??

I don't know what time it is, but I wake up to the ringing of my phone. Turning to Adam, I find him squinting his eyes to check the time on the digital clock placed on his bedside table.

Stretching my arm, I grab my phone while sitting up, my eyes widen in alert as Abigail's name appears on the screen.

"Who is it?" Adam instantly sits up and asks, studying my expression.

"Abigail," I reply at the same time I answer the phone.

Abigail's name even alerted him, as she is calling me at three in the morning.

"Hey," I whisper, "What happened?" I softly ask her.

"I hear their voices," After a moment or two, she speaks sounding scared.

"They are not there, baby girl." I keep my voice soft as tears gather in my eyes, "You are safe, you are home."

That traumatizing incident has left a deep mark on Abigail's mind. Sometimes all those horrible memories resurface, making her vulnerable.

She promised me whenever she will feel scared or those horrid memories will invade her mind, she will talk to me. She needs to share her pain, otherwise, it will slowly eat her from inside.

"Where are mom and dad?" I ask her, getting up from the bed.

"They are not at home, they will return after two days." Her voice thick with crying.

"I am sorry, that I have disturbed you." She sniffles, "But I don't know what to do."

"Hey... I am your sister you can call me anytime. You can never disturb me." I wipe my eyes, "Don't worry... I am here."

"Do you want me to come to you?" I ask already looking for my keys because there is no way I can leave her alone at this time.

She needs me and I am going to be there for her. That's what elder siblings are supposed to do, be there for their younger siblings when they need them.

"It is too late, you can't come now." She takes a deep breath, then after a pause, she speaks, "I am fine, now. After talking to you, I am feeling better." Her voice sound composed, but I know her when she pretends to be strong but in reality, she is shaken up from inside.

"Yeah, okay." I roll my eyes at her if she thinks anything can stop me from coming to her, "Now relax and close your eyes, and plug in your headphones and listen to Taylor Swift songs." I make a joke, to divert her mind which works as I hear her weak chuckle.

"Love you, Abby." I end up the call after I listen to her calm breaths and the sound of television running in the background.

Adam places a hand on my shoulder, taking a deep breath I turn to him to find him already dressed up as he looks at me expectedly.

"Quickly get dressed, we are going to your parents' house." He smiles at me, his smile is not as bright as normally it is, his eyes hold worry and concern for Abigail, "I think Abigail needs you and I will not be able to rest when I know she is scared of something and we are not there for her."

Tears slip from my eyes and wrapping my arms around him I cry loudly. I hate to see her in pain, my blood boils in anger when I think about what she has gone through or what could have happened with her if dad hadn't rescued her in time.

Adam doesn't question me anything he just lets me cry. After I have let out my anger and pain in the form of tears, leaning away I wipe my face with the sleeve of my shirt.

"Feeling better now?" He holds my face and looks into my eyes, "Now let's give Abigail a surprise visit." He gently places a kiss on my forehead as he gives me a small smile.