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Chapter 35 [Eliza]

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She was right in front of me. She looked so real. I hooked my arm with....dad....and gripped his large bicep while he rested his hand on his stomach, like he was was about to escort me down the aisle. Only right now, he was leading me towards the one who gave birth to me. The one who changed me, fed me, tucked me in to bed and sang soft lullabies to lull me to sleep.

"Mom?" I whisper and she smiles, meeting us half way. She stops and reaches her hand out before drawing back. She clutches the shawl that was wrapped around her closer, and I see her bottom lip tremble before her eyes glaze over.

She covers her face and I nearly reach out to her when dad beats me to it. He reaches out with his free arm, his hand holding her chin while his thumb brushes over her lip, "Love please. You can't talk if you keep crying."

She sniffs and takes his hand in hers. While wiping her eyes, "Oh hush. You know I'm emotional."

He laughs, "That you are, my darling." He kisses her hand and presses it against his chest, over where his heart is.

I smile at them. They were such a beautiful couple, they were so affectionate yet appropriate, they were comfortable to say and do anything around each other. I watch as she raises his hand and puts it against her cheek, smiling while he strokes her skin.

My cheeks begin to hurt after smiling so much but I don't care. They are my parents. These two love birds are the ones who saw me walk for the first time, say my first words, taught me how to walk.

I feel dad wrap his free arm around me, his other arm around mom while he pulled us both in, "My two girls...."

I smile, hiding my face in his chest while my parents wrap both their arms around me. I already know, that this moment, will be one of my most treasured memories.

I don't know how long we stood there, but I didn't care. No words were spoken, and there was no need for them. Words were spoken through actions at the moment, and the emotions bubbling inside me were the one thing keeping me from believing this wasn't real. But this was real. They were here. Perhaps I should be angry at them, for leaving me like that, for never telling me what I am, for never even checking up on me. But they did it to protect me. My mother died, protecting me, and my father.....I don't even care. They're here now, and I can't even handle the thought of ever losing one of them. This moment was so precious in my memory, that I wasn't going to ruin it. The cool breeze ran through my hair as well a mothers. Her milky blonde/brown hair blowing out in tendrils and mixing with my pure black hair, the wind cocooning us in its own safe embrace and it felt amazing and I just realized that fall was going to start soon.

"So what now?" I ask, sniffing and wiping the warm tears I never noticed were there. Mom looks at me, "You go back." Her eyes are weary but she keeps a smile on her face. I can't even imagine how hard this is for her. To finally see your daughter again, to only have her leave again, "I wish it didn't have to be that way. But people need you. Ashton needs you, my love."

I feel the tears form in my eyes, "I miss him...so much." The emotions were already building up so fast. Everything I've kept in, slowly betraying me and leaking out into these warm tears and soft sobs.