Already home. (Aaron Tveit fanfiction)

28.-

A week later things seemed to be... Fine. What happened still hurt for obvious reasons. It was still complicated mostly because when she went out, everything reminded to him. The first three days were the worst. Amy hardly left the bedroom, only for dinner with her family, but at the table she seemed like a lost soul, eating only the necessary, sometimes thinking and looking at nowhere besides hardly talking. 

Her parents still didn't understood what was going on, but didn't asked though Ian constantly asked his sister how she felt. He even bought several books to be distracted and made her a personalized soundtrack, because according to him, when you hear sad songs, you might feel better. 

On the other side Aaron kept calling and sending texts, but she wasn't answering. Amy was still upset, though by then she didn't knew who to be more upset with, Aaron or herself. 

The girl tried to pass time with anything but mostly on her computer doing work, house chores or reading. It was all she could do besides letting time pass. 

That day wasn't different from the rest. At dinner Mr. and Mrs. Carter talked about business and work, Amy made comments at times and Ian looked at his sister trying to find out how she was doing that day. Dinners weren't different when she used to live there. After that she was in her room, checking mails, as always. Her life was that, it had always been.  The only time that everything stopped being based on work was when he appeared, now life had to keep going. After all she was a financial advisor; she really didn't have time for love.

She was just a financial advisor with fancy clothes and a good job.

Amy closed her computer and hugged her legs. It was 2am and for some reasons she was still having that pain in the chest. Not really physical pain, just the one you have when your heart is broken. The kind you have when you miss someone too much. Perhaps more than you should.

Amy was totally lost in her thoughts. A big part thinking that she missed his hugs and  lips against hers. She missed to be lying with her head on his chest, just listening the beat of his heart. Amy was saying and convincing herself that she missed specifically those things, because the girl wasn't going to admit that she actually missed him. In fact, she had forbidden herself to name him. It was stupid to say that she really missed him after the things that happened, but she did.

She missed him anyway.

When Amy realized, she looked up and Ian was peeking his head on through her door. He had been acting different at dinner that night and Amy thought that maybe that was the reason he was there. Amy thought it was probably her imagination, but now that her brother was there, maybe she was right. "Hey sis, are you busy? Can I come in?" he asked, closing the door behind him as quiet as he could, trying not to wake up their parents in the other room. "Ian! Yes boy, come here! I was just checking some email. No big deal" Amy said with a smile and a wink, patting the bed to make him to sit with her. "Can we... Can we talk about... My future?"  Ian asked mumbling and looking at the floor as he sat in his sister's bed. "Your future? Okay, you're 16, almost 17, it's fine that you wanna talk about it. What's the matter with your future?" the girl asked looking at his brother.

They never talk about what Ian wanted to do in the future. Just the normal things when he was younger, when kids said they wanted to do the same that their parents just like all kids do when they start to grow up. Besides, Ian was about to start his senior year, so perhaps he was right and it was a good moment to talk about it. "You are the only one who I can talk to about this, so I need your help" he said and it was like he was begging  her for help. Ian looked like he was really worried and Amy didn't know what to say to make him feel better. "Honey, you're freaking me out, what's so serious? And of course you can talk with me" Amy murmured, sitting closer to the boy and taking his hands on hers to make him feel a little bit safer. "When I finish school I wanna go to live in Manhattan with you and I..." he started but suddenly stopped before he could finish the phrase.

Ian had never acted so strange, at least not with Amy. They had that kind of relationship that they were basically best friends beside siblings. If Ian had to tell her something important he would always tell her without thinking. Especially when it was about important things. "I wanna be an actor, sis" he finally told her in a whisper. "Ian, that's amazing! What's the problem with that, boy?" she asked totally excited. She couldn't be happier about her brother being an actor. In fact she didn't care about what he would wanted to be, as long as he was happy doing it. "Mom and dad. They want me to go to college like them and like you" Ian answered, still looking worried, but at least now looking at Amy and not at the floor. "Baby, you can go to college and study Theater or whatever you want. There are great colleges in Manhattan. And you are smart enough to get in any of them. You have all my support, you know that!" she explained again, but Ian's face didn't change at all.

The boy was still with the frown in his forehead, his sad face and his green emerald eyes shining almost with tears, the ones with the same green as hers. Amy knew that something had to went wrong, of course it had to be something with their parents, but part of her didn't wanted to believe it. "Yes, but they don't want me to go to study Theater! They're not gonna let me be an actor! I heard them!" Ian exclaimed, tighten his sister's hand. His eyes seemed as if he said it was the damn end of the world. She could understood it in some point. She had being there. "Bro, what are you talking about? What did you heard?" she asked, caring his cheek trying to slow down the boy and cleaning a single tear from his right eye. "Last night they were talking about us. About me studying law, medicine or finance in Columbia, just like you. I don't know what that means, but they said your name and something about Ithaca and Columbia or something, I don't know" Ian tried to explain, but when he said Ithaca her sister was lost in her own head.

Amy started to think, put all the pieces together and she lost her breath for a second. It couldn't be possible. Not really. Not at all. They couldn't do something like that to their own kid. "Ian, look at me. This is really, really serious. I need to know exactly what they said" Amy asked, now with both hands on Ian's cheeks to make sure he was looking at her. "Mom told dad, and I quote 'It was a good idea to throw the Ithaca letter. She had never had a future there'" Ian breathed, after saying everything at once.

Amy let her hands fall from his face and she get up from bed, now with her left hand covering her mouth. "Oh my God, no. I can't believe they did that. It was them..." Amy cried, walking from one side to her room to the other. She could feel the tears rolling down her face, but she didn't care about it. "Amy, what are you talking about?" Ian asked, looking at his sister getting crazy, without an answer. "I spent months thinking that I didn't got in and they did it on purpose to send me away" she exclaimed, covering her face with her hands. She didn't say it to give Ian a logic answer; it was something that she was almost screamed to herself. "Amy, now you are scaring me. Tell me what's going on! They send you away from what?" Ian ask again, now getting up and putting his hands on Amy's shoulders to make her stop on her tracks. "Send me away from home... And from him" she murmured, taking of her hands from her face.

When Ian looked at his sister, her face was red and covered in tears. And even when he didn't understand what the hell was happening, Ian just hug her and Amy let herself fall in her brother's arms.