My finals are done !!! Sorry for the late update but here you go. Hope you enjoy the chapter.
Emily’s POV:
“why don’t you go and live with your dad? I am pretty sure he will give you all the love and happiness you want.”
“Might as well do that”
This conversation was repeating endlessly in my mind. Why did I even say that? I hate my dad for what he did then why would I say that I might go and stay with him ?
These thoughts are suffocating me. I need to speak about this to James. He deserves to know something.
I walked to his room and peeked inside only to find my charming brother playing his guitar.
My little bro loved singing and he is really good at it. I sometimes say that he is better than Justin Bieber.
“James can I come in ?”
He looked up from his guitar and nodded.
I sat beside him and admired the work done by his fingers on the guitar.
“Emily what’s it ?”
“Nothing. I just wanted to speak with my bro.”
I was contemplating whether to tell him or not.
Sighing he put aside his guitar facing me.
“Emily I already told you this. I know you too well to not to know that you’re lying. Tell me what’s troubling you.”
“There’s something I really need to tell you.”
He urged me to continue.
“Few days back… Dad called me.” His eyes widened at this.
“He said that maybe we just…um should go and stay with him and that he would like to look after us.”
“And what did you say?” He questioned me raising his eyebrow.
“I said that I don’t know.”
“I DON’T KNOW? EMILY WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON’T KNOW? AFTER WHAT HE DID, AFTER HE LEFT US LIKE WE ARE NOT HIS KIDS , YOUR ANSWER SHOULD HAVE BEEN A BIG NO ! AND WHY DIDN’T TELL ME THIS EARLIER?” He literally began shouting at me.
I mean I knew he would lose it as soon as I uttered dad’s name.
“James calm down. I know that I should have said no after what he did to us but I just wanted to give it a thought. And about why didn’t I tell you earlier, it’s because I knew you would behave this way. I knew that you would be angry at me and shout like this.”
He took a deep breath, “Emily it isn’t you I am angry at, it’s dad. I can never be angry at you. I just can’t believe that he just calls you and asks us to move in with him as if nothing happened. He never met us in these 16 years , I never saw him face to face since my birth nor spoke with him that much except on my birthdays when he calls to wish me. And it’s almost the same case with you.”
Well, he had a point.
“I too can’t believe it James. I thought that he moved on from us, that he didn't care for us. Then why would he want us to move in with him? I just can’t help but think that he is doing this for his benefit.”
“So, what did you decide? What are you gonna answer him?”, he asked
“Don’t shout, just listen carefully. I..um ...well , think that we should give it a shot.”
He didn’t speak for a few seconds.
“YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!”
“I told you not to shout.”
“The kind of things you’re telling me ….. it’s just not possible to be quiet.”, he replied .
“James listen. I know that you hate dad to no extent and so do I.
But just think, mom is in no good state, she keeps on getting irritate at us. I am not saying that dad will provide us with never ending love or something, he might be the same.
But at least mom will have some time to clear her mind and so will we.
We should just give it a try and if it doesn’t go well then we can always come back. What do you say?”
“It’s not a if you’re gonna listen to me anyways so do as you wish. And well..... I also trust you judgment. So go ahead with it if you want to”, I smiled.
I knew that he wasn't really excited about it but at least we can be out of our mom's radar for a while.
“But don’t expect me to be great with him.” He warned me in stern tone.
“OK bro. But still be in your limits.” I patted his head.
“So when do you plan on telling this to mom?”, he asked.
“Very soon. Let mom cool down first .”
“Yea yea, let her cool down, after all she had to argue and fight with my little angry bird over here ”, he teased me.
I glared at him before muttering a good night to him and left to for my room.
I laid down on my bed thinking if my decision was right or not.
Before I could think anything, I slipped into deep slumber.
This chapter wasn't too long, I know , but see you all in the next chapter.
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Too Fragile to Hold
General Fiction"Bold from outside, but Fragile from inside." That's what described Emily Campbell, a 19 year old who has been through a lot of family drama and still going through it. Parents divorced and one of the parent having a complicated life and ultimatel...
