CHAPTER | FIVE

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|Aura's POV|

I woke up to the sound of bubbles popping violently. With only an eye open, I looked at the time, it was 9 in the morning. I never wake up this early in the morning like what the actual hell was going on. Dad must've tempered with my clock. I let out a groan only audible to my own ears and lay in bed perfectly still. So today is the day, I thought to myself. I was acting all tough and rough just yesterday but right now I had no idea what I was going to do and how my decisions would affect me and my family emotionally. I didn't really care about the social effects. It was about time I didn't. Okay so basically I had two choices, either I go meet Angel or I don't. To meet Angel I would need a game plan of high concerns. On the other hand, not meeting him would mean sulking in and around the house like the other 3651.42 days of my life ever since I turned 5 with the exception of the day I actually managed to run away.

I sat up with a huge smile. Here I come Angel.

|Dad's POV|

I sat on the sofa at my usual spot. As I gulped down each sip of my steaming coffee, I thought about what Aura's decision might be. I wasn't completely sure if I had done the right thing and was now doubting all the choices I had made in life. I was stressing too much perhaps. I got up and decided to talk to Aura about it.

As I climbed the stairs, I strategized the whole conversation in my head hoping it would go smoothly. Eyes wandering, forehead wrinkled, nose scrunched up and hands in pockets, I made it to her room after what what seemed like forever. I knocked once, no reply. I knocked again, still no reply. Perhaps she was sleeping. I leaned closer to the door and pressed my ear against the cold wood. What I heard made me question my fatherhood. The world beneath my feet seemed to crumble away and I felt as if I was falling into nothingness knowing nothing would catch me. What was this strange feeling that I had never experienced before? I felt myself stumble back a step. Within another minute I saw the door open and Aura stepped out. I couldn't hear anything and the world turned slow-mo.

This wasn't real. It couldn't be.

She walked up to me and I saw her lips moving. She picked up the vase that had fallen apparently due to my stumbling. She looked at me then and smiled. My heart stopped.

I had heard her giggle. The last time I heard her giggle was when she was 5 and I bought her ice cream. I still remember the flavor. Blueberry.

I noticed a salty taste in my mouth and realized I was crying all this time. What had I done to my girl?

She helped me up and I knew I wouldn't stop her today. I took everything from her. Her school, her friends, her freedom, her life. Just for today I would give her life back and see what she would do with it. Just for today she would get her freedom back. Just for today.

|Aura's POV| 

I picked up my dad and gave him another smile. He was crying which was actually quite a rare thing for him to do. I held his arm and helped him reach his room before I went downstairs to get him water. After asking if he needed anything else, I went back to my room to get ready. Since dad hadn't said anything I assumed he knew my decision and so I asked him no further questions.

I hadn't quite noticed when I woke up and was daydreaming but dad had equipped my room again. Well that explained the alarm.

I opened my closet and did some visual browsing. The sweater at which my eyes stopped was right in the middle and took me three rights and lefts to notice it. I slowly pulled it out and untangled it from the hanger. I walked to my wall mirror with the shirt hanging on my arm. I pulled it across my chest and stared at myself. The sweater was completely white with silver threads running through it. I matched it with dark skinny jeans. It was pretty casual but I liked it. I hadn't worn it in a while since I didn't go anywhere and didn't even know how it ended up becoming my possession. I ended up wearing my outfit with silver glitter toms and a big white bow on the back of my head sitting perfectly on my light red ombre waves. Today would be perfect.

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