It's been a while. I was neglecting it sowwy

9

For the next few days, Sylvia didn't really go near Miles. She didn't want to make eye contact. Everytime Miles walked into the room, Sylvia would leave it, and go outside or another part fo the house. She was scared Miles would start to blame her for everything, for finding their mum and making Miles angry.
Sylvia wanted to see her mum again, she wanted to stay with her .. forever, not with her dad. He may be lovely to her, but Sylvia just couldn't stand him anyway. Once Vince had finally gone to bed (Miles was already in bed), Sylvia sneakily crept out her room and down the stairs, and out the front door. She was on her way to Ophelia's house in Lacock, no one would know, not even Ophelia knew until she opened the door.
"Sylvia? What are you doing here? Where's Miles? Does he know you're he..."
Whilst Ophelia continued questioning, Sylvia walked around her legs and into the house which she found so much more ... homely than Vince's house. She sat on the sofa and swung her legs, as they didn't touch the ground. "You don't like your dad's do you?" Ophelia asked whilst closing the door. Sylvia shook her head but continued to smile. She tried to make herself look innocent enough to make her mother sympathetic, and come home. This, of course, would never work. But Sylvia would keep trying until Ohelia would give in. Ophelia walked slowly to her chair opposite the sofa and sat down, she put her hands in her lap and sighed.
"I'm sorry. But coming here and trying to make me come home won't work. And I know you wished it would." Her mum said sympathetically. "Again, I'm sorry."

Just as her mother said this. It all changed so quickly.
Her mother had given in, come home, and made amends with Vince. She didn't know how it was done. But they had a big long chat in the kitchen, and Sylvia couldn't see that part.
But now, instead. Miles was waking up, and it was 10:00pm. He had benn woken up by yet another dream about his beloved Vannie and decided to check on Sylvia. Oh why? She wasn't there, and Miles began to panic. But instead of waking up Vince, which would be the stupid thing to do, he started heading for Ophelia's house, in a fast pace.

And then it changed again.

A few days later. Sylvia snuck out during the day this time, to see her mother. But the house was empty and plain. She had gone, and left Sylvia and Miles behind.

It was 9:55pm. Sylvia frowned at the clock and looked back at her mother with tearful eyes. It had all changed. It was amazing how one sentence that someone would say could affect everything else.
"It's 9:57." Ophelia spoke. "Your brother will be here soon. He's angry." Sylvia looked up at Ophelia, quite shocked. She could do it too?
"You see it?" Sylvia said quietly.
"Of course. Where else did you think you got this gift from? Your father? Surely not." She giggled, and Sylvia giggled too.
10:00pm. Miles had just woken up. He would be walking into Sylvia's bedroom and not seeing her tucked in bed asleep. Sylvia could sense his anger rising as he would be angry at both things. The dreams he kept having, and his precious little sister gone, again.

And then someone knocked at the door.

EDIT: I forgot in the italics, that's probobly what made it confusing