Being Brad's Sister

44. And then there were two

Emma's pov

In exactly five and a half hours Zoey is leaving to go to live in America. I still can't believe that she is going. We've closed down all of our Trio Trouble accounts and we've told our fans that Trio is no more. Doing that really made me realise what was happening and the fact that Zoey is leaving.

Jayna and I have been so depressed these last few days. I've basically locked myself in my room. There has been days when I wouldn't speak to anyone nor would I leave my room, other days I would only speak to the girls but there have been a few days when I've been out and was acting normal. My parents have just left me to it saying they are giving me time to get over it but the boys, especially Brad and James, have been worked sick about me.

Zoey has her final exams today so we can't even spend her last day together because she has an exam at twelve and she is revising until then. Her flight leaves at half three so she will literally need to leave straight after her exam.

Today is another one of those days where I just want to be by myself I've cried twice this morning and I don't want people to have to see me like that; all read puffy eyed and tear stained cheeks. It isn't exactly the prettiest sights in the world is it?

The boys are practising their new single ready to record at some point this week but every now and then they come up to my room to see if they can pry me out. So far Brad has been up twice, Connor had been up once and Tristan's been up once.

All morning I have been flicking through pictures of Zoey, Jayna and I through the years. Most of the photos I have looked at have resulted in me having flashbacks to the time the photo was taken. I move one picture aside and see a photo taken of the three of us when Jayna was ill so Zoey and I made a surprise visit to cheer her up.

I hear stifled words outside my door although I cannot make out what they are saying.

"No I need to get this off my chest it's not fair!" I hear James shout. I haven't spent a lot of time with James recently, or any of the lads for that matter. I miss James because out of all the time which we have known each other normally we will see each other at least four times a week but now I can't bring myself to see anyone. It's all my fault and quite frankly I am being pathetic.

I might go downstairs and see everyone before I loose them as well. I climb off my bed and open the door. James falls backwards into my room making me laugh because it looked so comical.

"Are you alright?" I ask as he clambers to his feet. Brushing his clothes down he composes himself trying to stop himself from laughing. "Look I know you are falling for me you don't need to physically show me like that. You could hurt yourself." I sass sticking my tongue out at him.

"Yeah funny. Well I didn't know you were suddenly going to open your door did I?"

"Well I was only going to come downstairs and see you all but if you don't want me to."

"No." James interrupts me as he laughs pulling me into him. "So this is what Emma looks like I haven't seen her in a while."

"This is me." I smile before looking down at the floor. "James I need to talk to you."

"I need to talk to you too." We close my door and sit on my bed facing each other. Silence falls over us as we don't know who is going to speak first.

"Okay listen. Emma I don't want to make you feel worse or anything and you know the boys and I are here to support you and stuff. Especially Brad and me but you are shutting us out. Mainly me. I feel like you are just being so distant the past few days and I'm really worried." I lower my head as I fiddle with my hands in my lap. I know I am being distant but I never once stopped to think about how other people felt I just kept thinking about myself. God I am so selfish.