Good Luck Anna

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The strong scent of coffee surrounds me like a warm hug, even although the taste turns my stomach, the smell is intoxicating. I roll onto my side as confusion barrels into me.

Wait this isn't my bed, where the hell am I?

My eyes spring open, the fire crackles behind me as my head lulls to the side. Alex lays on the couch across from me, a steaming cup of coffee on the table that separates us. He looks exhausted.

The hospital refused to allow him any while he was admitted but I feel like it's about to become his elixir of life. Alex is staring at the ceiling eyelids repeatedly falling hard on themselves, he is close to passing out, selfishly I can't take hearing him scream right now.

Sitting up my favourite fuzzy blanket slips down to my waist, the movement attracts Alex's attention. "How long was I out for?" rubbing the sleep from my eyes, a loud yawn rips from me.

His head rolls back toward the fireplace, the crystal clock that lives there ticks rythmecally. "Em, six hours. Sorry I couldn't lift you upstairs, the quicker I get this stupid thing off the better." He glares at his chunky foot. "Do you want me to make you tea? I got food delivered if you want something to eat."

The desperation in his eyes makes it clear that he needs to keep busy, so I let him fuss over me instead, he makes me an omelette and some chamomile tea while we watch Project Runway.

Mum and I were working our way through it since every Thursday we got the house to ourselves, so that was always our girl's night. I feel guilty continuing it without her, however it's my comfort show and right now I need it desperately.

I don't know when I started crying but it alerts Alex who hobbles across the room to me, dragging me into a hug holding tight until I fall asleep again.

When I next wake the fire still crackles but I am alone. Edwards muffled voice drifts to me on the way to the kitchen so I follow it. Stepping into the kitchen, an eye watering chemical stench of cleaning products smacks me in the face.

At least I know what he has been up to while I've been asleep. When they notice me, Edward falls silent and Alex immediately turns from me clicking on the kettle keeping his back to us.

"What are you two talking about?" I ask while sliding into a bar stool.

"Nothing you need to worry about Anna" Edwards soft tone does nothing but anger me.

"Stop treating me like a fucking child!" I shout. Silence fills the room as we stand at a stalemate neither one willing to back down.

"Dad isn't coming back" Alex's voice cracks as his shoulders sag. Thank fuck I can't see his face right now or that might send me over the edge.

"What!" Is all I growl all my rage focused once again on poor Edward.

"Julien is going to be staying with the search teams for the foreseeable future. I will continue to try to persuade him to come home." he looks completely frazzled making me feel bad for behaving like a brat toward him when my anger is exclusively at dad.

The water in the kettle is boiling along with my temper, "don't bother Edward if he wants to chase ghosts then let him." With that I march from the kitchen and straight to my room.

My pink and white theme bedroom feels childish and with so much blood boiling rage racing through me that I just start tearing the paper straight from the walls. After a few strips I start feeling a minuscule bit better.

It's not enough. I'm so fucking pissed off, I open my mouth screaming until my throat is raw.

Clambering of feet from the only other people in this big hollow house follows my outburst. Now I have burned off my rage nothing, but cold misery remains. Even with his broken foot Alex still makes it to me before Edward he quickly assesses the situation before swaddling me in his comforting arms.

"How could he leave us alone" I whimper.

His chest is rising and falling erratically, it takes a few minutes before he says "fuck dad, it's always just been the three of us anyway. I'm not going anywhere Anna I promise." The pain in his voice just makes me cry harder, another pair of arms encase me from the other side cocooning me in the warmth of their love.