My Ephemeral Little Mermaid (On Hold)

Chapter 2.

Emily's POV

The moment I got off Aaron's car, I knew there was something wrong. You know the moment in the movies, where the actress gets this jittery feeling that all hell is about to break lose. I got that.

I flipped the light switch open and almost screamed. My dad sat there in the couch, staring straight at me. 

"Wow, you scared me, dad." I breathed deeply. 

He nodded and patted the empty space beside him. I looked at the spot worriedly. Usually there are two signs that show my dad's happy, it's either a rare smile or a slight twitch in his eye. Neither of those I can spot, which often means bad news or a scolding. I was pretty sure I was in for a scolding.

I sat beside him cautiously and waited in silence. He sat there for a few moments and revealed in his hand the exact same thing, I took pains to hide from him.

"What is this?" He demanded, his eyes turning hard. I gulped and tried to compose myself. It was my application to the College of Talents. My dream, and the exact same reason my dad was angry.

"It's my application for the college." I stammered.  He waved the precious piece of paper around as he talked rapidly, his tone raising every second.

"Emily, you do not need an application for this crappy school. You are going to lead the company at New York. I told you already. It's a fresh opportunity and I don't want you throwing it away for some career that won't event give you a cent! It's an opportunity of a life time! Why can't you be grateful, other girls would be. To live in New York is a dream to everyone!"

I was angry by that time. My father's always been stubborn about his decisions. I'm been through all of them, obedient but this is one decision that I will stick to, even if it means screaming at my father.

"Why not father? Singing is my life! It's my life! I'm not a little kid anymore and I deserve to choose what I think is best! What I think is best is the new life and opportunity I have chose not in some cooped up office in New York, that you chose for me! I want to sing in Broadway or in television shows. I don't care if it doesn't earn me much but it makes me happy!" I burst out. I was sweating with passion and anger by then.

He looked at me hard and raised his hand, threatening. I closed my hands hard and waited for the pain and anger slapped across my face but none came. I opened my eyes and my father was gone, my application for the college in the floor, all crumpled up.

Aaron POV:

The following week, I waited for Emily outside her singing classroom. It's already been thirty minuets but I did not mind. I had something fun planned for the afternoon and she's probably doing some extra homework or something. Her competition was two months away, at the end of the school year.

I looked outside the car window and frowned as I noticed the classroom lights turn dark. That wasn't right, it meant the class was over and Emily should have been on the way to my car already, smiling and humming that annoying tune I always begged her to stop.

I got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the building.

"Excuse me, do you know where Emily is? She takes singing lessons here. She was supposed to be out a while ago."

The guard shrugged and replied stiffly, "Sorry, but classes ended thirty minuets ago and the classroom was just bolted close."

I frowned and made my way back to the car. I took out my phone and started texting her. I backed out of the parking space and drove for a while waiting for the ding of a new message.