Dear Heart

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Ela's Pov-

"Do you have school today?" Louis asks, his eyebrows creasing.

"I'm homeschooling now." I yawn. Waking up at six am cause of your brother isn't fun.

"Oh." Louis frowns.

"Mom sorted it all out, before she passed away..." I explain, my voice tight and rigid.

"Oh I see. How are you dealing with that?" Louis questions, obviously finding it difficult to talk about, our Mother and her death in the same sentence.

"I really don't know." I whisper, furrowing my eyebrows and frowning.

"I know what you mean." Louis replies, giving me a reassuring smile.

"Morning!" Harry cheers, bonding in the kitchen his hair a messy clump.

"Don't you have school?" Harry inquires. Pointing at me, as he comes to a halt,

"I'm home-schooled!" I shout frustrated, throwing my hands up as I exit the kitchen.

"What was that about?" Harry asks as I head to my room.

"New email." My laptop squeaks all of a sudden.

"Who could that be?" I mumble, opening my mail.

"Holy cow!" I whisper in disbelieve.

*To Ela Roe.

From FBI.

SUBJECT We Have New Information.

Falling into my chair, I quickly click on the email.

*Dearest Ela Roe we've recently discovered that your mother Zavanthia, was murdered. We know you already know this but there is more. Her boyfriend at the time is the criminal. We are tracking him down, but it's difficult. We don't know much, and were wondering if you had any information. Please reply as soon as possible.*

Once I finish reading the email, I start typing out a reply. My heart is beating fast, and I cant seem to catch my breath. The fact that my mom was most likely murdered by, Peter is overwhelming. My senses are flared, but seem to be smothered at the same time. Anger flares through me, yet I am unable to act upon it. The urge to but this man in his grave, over flows my thoughts but I manage to push them away, and write a response.

*I have limited information, but I think I have enough to be of help. My Mother dated a man named Peter, he has anger issues, a drug addiction, and Bipolar Disorder. Around others he was nice, and caring. Around my Mother and I he was violent, and horrible a nightmare if anything at least. I hope this helps, please find this man and bring my family and I justice.

~Sincerely Ela Roe.

It's been two hours since I've sent that email, two hours of pacing back and forth while freaking out. Two hours of dreaded fear, and breaking down. I had an anxiety attack, I almost fainted but I managed to refrain myself. Tears still stain my cheeks, and my eyes are a burning red. My migraine is at full blast, and my room is so dark that you would think I was a vampire.

"Ela! Come down here!" Harry shouts at me, from I'm going to guess downstairs.

The urge to furiously swing open my door, scream at him to leave me fucking alone, and slam the door close is paralyzing. I choose to withhold the impulse, and be a proper woman.

"Coming!" I yell back, as I charge down the stairs.

"Hey Speedy Gonzales!" Niall laughs, as he finish texting whoever.

"Hello TextAlot!"I joke, jumping into the seat next to him. Suppressing my depressed feeling than I thought I'd be able to.

"Ela!" Harry whines from the other couch. His voice is raspy, and causes my concern and worry to be over him instead of my Mother.

"What's wrong?" I ask. Heading over to the couch, to find Harry burning up.

"Are you okay?" I question, as I feel his forehead which is covered in sweat. His hair is glued to his face, and his skin color is a cold pale, but what catches my attention the most is his eyes, their so pale you would think he was on his death bed.