"Don't you understand?!" Her voice rang throughout the house. I had never seen her like this before. It hurt me to watch her, so I looked at the ground instead.
"I understand, Anna, but we don't have much of a choice," Mutti replied. Tears choked her voice. I knew how hard it must be, for Mutti to try to stay strong the way she did.
"I'll do anything!" Anna begged. "I can't lose him. I can't." My eyes stayed firmly on my knees. I felt kind of useless, like I should have done something, but hadn't. Tears slowly started to form in my eyes.
"I'm afraid there's nothing we can do." Chrystine was the only one in the room without tears in her eyes, but the misery was there in her voice. I looked up at her, and I saw it was in her eyes, as well. I quickly looked down. Her face hurt me as much as her sister's did.
Tears flowed mercilessly down my face. I wiped away a few, then figured it was no use. Alex was a great friend, and though I wasn't part of this family, the cat felt like my own. Before I could think them, Anna said my thoughts.
"Why!? Why does this always happen to us?" An icy hand was on my shoulder at that point, and I realized Chrystine had sat by my side. Though I knew she hated it, I threw my arms around her, and she hugged me back. I had only known Alex for a year versus their five. It still hurt me as it hurt Anna. I didn't want to see Alex leave.
Anna's weeping was the only sound in the room for a while. Finally, I let go of Chrystine and looked around. In this family, Alex was treated as human. He wasn't just a cat; he was family. What felt like an eternity later, Mutti and Chrystine had decided that they would go see him off, and I would stay here with Anna. "I couldn't see him if we're going to put him down," she had said before hiding her face in her hands.
I heard the car leave the driveway and head down the street, toward the pet hospital. I hesitantly stood. Anna was already standing. I took a couple steps toward her; she threw her arms around me. I did my best to comfort her, though it felt like it wasn't enough. "I'm so sorry," I muttered gently.
"What are you apologizing for? You didn't do anything." She tightened her grip on me before letting me go.
Watching her walk toward her bedroom, I thought, that's just it. I didn't do anything. I wish tehre was something more I could do, something I could have done...
I flinched when I heard a loud bang in the other room; Anna had either hit something, or thrown something. I knew she had anger issues, but that didn't mean I wasn't frightened.