House Empty Like My Heart

Chapter 38

Few hours after I had left the hospital Andrew called. I was surprised to hear actual emotion in his voice. It was clear that he's upset that he can't come back home just yet. He asked me if I'm okay. He didn't sound mad at all.

The fact that he couldn't shorten his trip didn't calm me down at all. I couldn't help but feel anxious at the lecture I'm going to get when he finally comes back. I wasn't looking forward to it either.

Next day instead of going to school I was forced to visit a dietitian. My protests were ignored. I received a detailed meal plan after a ton of questions. It was draining experience.

Turns out Andrew thought everything through and sent documents that allowed Julien to serve as my temporary guardian so he had also the access to my medical records and he could take me to the doctor.

The first meal after coming back home seemed to gather quiet an audience. Max pretended to be reading something on his phone but I could tell his distracted because he dropped it on his face for no apparent reason. Max wasn't a clumsy person.

Dan pretended to be playing the Call of Duty on his console but he was killed for the third time in five minutes I'm sure team cursed him out in every language by now.

Julien was the only one who wasn't making spectacle of himself by glancing at me every three seconds he simply made a plate for himself and started eating.

I quickly finished my Caesar salad to disappeared from unwanted attention but as I was about to leave the room Julien stopped me.

"I'd like you to stay here for a thirty minutes Ellie"

"What? Why?"

"Is that a problem?"

"No, but why?" I was still confused for a few good moments "wait... you think I'm bulimic or something?! I'm not going to throw up" okay, maybe I shouldn't scream, maybe I shouldn't feel personally offended but this was too much for me.

„Why are you so nervous?"

"Because I'm fine! It's just stupid there's nothing wrong with me"

"Then stop acting like a brat and do what you're told" Max said sharply. He used that tone of voice with me right after I arrived at the house. It was cold, unpleasant and had far bigger effect on me than before. I teared down and run upstairs ignoring unwanted calls from the living room.

Thankfully no one followed me. I could hear Julien telling boys to leave me alone. I was at the weird phase of hating this man in one moment and loving him in another. He was just so difficult to figure out. At one time he could push me past comfort zone in another he was warm and kind to the point I felt I could trust him and tell everything.

I fell asleep with mixed feelings. Is this is how my life going to look like now? Constant supervision even with meals? I'm really tired of being a person who needs constant attention.

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Three meals a day, no excuses. Basically that's what my new routine was. Julien was right about fruits and vegetables there was a plenty of them in my new diet.

Besides that nothing particularly interesting happened during Andrew's absence. Life that consisted of school and homework but nothing annoyed me more than an early bedtime that was imposed on me because my organism needs to "recover" for whatever reason.

I admit my days has a structure and it wasn't bad however it was incredible predictable and boring.

The second day after the hospital Andrew called to inform me "kindly" over the phone that if I'm still unwilling to see a psychologist he can always drag me there by force. I couldn't help but smile because that mean Andrew is thinking about me while his busy on his business trip. At the same time when he started threatening me Julien snatched the phone away from me to have a word with his difficult brother.

But unfortunately Julien's powers were limited and they couldn't compare to the stubbornness of Andrew because clearly after he finished speaking with him, he lost the argument. My defeated uncle came back to my room and with tired face he started convincing me to agree on therapy.

To be honest I agreed only because I felt bad for him. After all no one can force me to talk so if Andrew wants to pay unreasonable amount of money for nothing he's welcome to do so. No wonder he's so good at his job. Stubborn ass. I would put myself in jail rather than waste more of my time to argue with him.

I have to admit; I enjoyed evening talks with Julien thanks to them I gained some perspective but at the same time those were just conversations not a therapy. As I was telling him about myself he was open with me about himself and our family. I would tell him things about my life with mom and in return he would tell me a stories about twins and Charles childhood. Charles was a weird case by the way. No phone calls? No nothing? It's just like he disappeared. I asked about it once and Julien just shrugged his shoulders and said I should wait till he comes back.

And of course twins. They were more insufferable than usual. And I learned that instead of coming back from school at the days when they have to go training right after school I will be joining them.

Apparently I had no right to spend time alone right now even if Jacquline was in the house which put me in a sour mood. They were overprotective and I was sick of it.

Julien assured me that if I will be gaining healthy weight my eating habits will be controlled less and less so I decided to be a good girl and cooperate as much as I can.

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