Chapter 4

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Junior year seemed to fly past us as we neared the end of our third year of high school, it was strange not having Michael around in the hallways. He had moved onto the next phase of his life and began to fly on a new set of wings as he shed away the pressures of becoming the CEO of Montgomery Inc. He got accepted into NYU's photography program and now he's excited about his new future.

I worried for my best friend about the pressure on her to excel and prepare her for taking over Montgomery Inc. Mother expected me to taking over Sousa Day Cosmetics as soon as I got out of college, and it made me sick to my stomach. Out of all the paths I had in front of me, becoming CEO of Sousa Day was the last thing that I wanted to do. But I didn't really know what I did want to do.

In late march another piece of my heart left me never to be brought back again, my little Letty left me and flew up to heaven. I had Letty for twelve years when she passed away, my dad had gotten her for me and in a way it was like losing him all over again.

I refused to leave the house for a week not wanting to see the outside world that Letty and my dad loved so much, all it caused was a sharp pain in my chest reminding me that they were both gone.

Emily had come to see me a couple of times just to be with me and to sit in silence, she knew how much they both meant to me and that I never really got over the loss of my father. It had been six years since my father had lost his battle to Lung Cancer, our family never had recovered from the loss. He had been the light of my mom's world, they fell in love so deeply that as a kid I had hoped that I would be so lucky.

Mom had double majored in Chemistry and Business while Dad has a Chemistry Major and a Economics Minor, together they built up a company that refused to comply with society. The made their products towards a certain age group but not only that, they also prohibited the sale of the products to anyone under that age of sixteen. My father despised the makeup world for putting such pressure on young girls to grow up so fast.

They were a power couple if you had ever saw one and they were completely enamored with each other, I suppose once you love someone so deeply that its hard to find light again once they are gone. Growing up she had been kind to me and still had a twinkle in her eyes, but as time passed it only seemed to fade farther and farther away.

A cold wind replaced the loving mother that I once knew, I tried to remember that this wasn't her. That she was just so deeply wounded by the loss of her husband that she was hiding deep inside, but I knew that the mother I once had was too far gone.

I had heard the doorbell and my mother going to get the person, I figured it was just Emily or some of the other dream team members stopping by for the next visit. But who opened the door shocked me, I was surprised that my mother had even let him in.

"Michael." My voice was raspy from the sobs that had been wrecking my body as of late, I just wished that Letty was next to me to cheer me up. She was such an amazing and comforting little bird.

"I'm sorry I took so long Sierra." He came over to sit on my bed so I scooted over a bit to make some room for him, the bed dipped down with his weight pulling me closer to him. I didn't want to look at him when I was such a mess, but of course he never cared about that.

He laid down beside me his eyes filled with worry for my sake, warmth radiating from his body and I couldn't help but lift my hand up to his cheeks. Such a short time had passed by and yet he had changed so much already while he was at NYU, he looked older for some reason but I couldn't place why.

"Michael." My voice cracked as I said his name again and I quickly made my way into his comforting arms, I cried into his chest as he whispered that everything would be alright in my ear.

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