Chapter 18 "Don't worry about me."

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A/N: Listen to Breaking Down by Florence and the Machine, and also Bedroom Hymns by Florence and the Machine. Thats all thanks!!


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I couldn't believe my eyes. Both of my parents were standing right in front of me at this very moment. The two people who disowned me back in high school and haven't spoken to me in four years. They didn't care if I furthered my education or if I was even alive. I struggled throughout college paying bills and now I have a massive debt to pay off, and these two rotten human beings in front of me never even tried to help their only daughter. They are the major reason why I have such confidence issues. Because of the way they acted when I told them that I am in love with Harry is the main reason I never told him. I feared, and still fear, he would react the way they did.


I am NOT ready to face these two monsters. I don't have my life together enough for them to come here and judge me. I doubt I ever will.


I quickly shut the door in their faces and lock it. How did they even find me? I haven't lived here long, what is going on? My life is a disaster! I lean my back against the door and take deep breathes. They can't come here and see that I am still in love with Harry, especially now that he is married.


"Don't be like this, Grace. Come on, let us in." I hear my father say in a commanding tone as he pounds on the door some more. There is no way in hell I am opening this door for them again! The only way I made it through my parents kicking me out of the house when I was 18 was because I had Harry to crawl to, but I don't even have that any more. I had to spend the summer before I left for college staying with the Styles family. They were so good to me about everything. All they knew and know now is that I had a falling out with my parents and we haven't spoken since. They never knew why, and I would like to keep it that way. But I am an adult now. I have to grow up and deal with this on my own.


I grab my phone and dial the number for the police. I hate to do this to my parents, but I know for a fact they will not go away unless I let them in and that is not an option. I will not allow them to walk in and out of my life whenever they please.


The phone rings a few times and someone picked up.


"Hello?"


"Hi, my name is Grace Newman and I am calling because two people are trying to get into my flat."


"Okay Miss Newman, we have sent someone out to check out the situation."


"Thank you." I say relieved. After I tell them my address there is nothing else to do but wait.


My father is still pounding on the door and trying to get me to open up, but I try my best to tune them out. What am I going to do now that they know where I live?


I feel my phone buzz and see Gemma is texting me again.


Gemma: You okay?


It isn't until now that I realize that Gemma has texted me all day and Sam hasn't texted me once. But then again neither has Harry.


Me: No. My parents decided to just randomly show up at my door. I don't eve know how they found out where I live.


I hear the sirens of a police car and shove my phone inside my pocket. It isn't long before the officer has my parents by the elbows and is dragging them away from my flat. I am extremely relieved to not have to deal with that. They need to go back to their pristine lie of a life and forget I ever existed.


I look at may phone again and Gemma has texted me at lest ten times.


Gemma: WHAT?

Gemma: That is crazy!!!!!!

Gemma: How did this happen????

Gemma: Why aren't you answering me?????????

Gemma: Did something happen?

Gemma: I am getting worried!!!!

Gemma: ANSWER ME!!!!!!!!

Gemma: Anne is freaking out just like me!!!!

Gemam: Have they done something to you?

Gemma: ARE YOU THERE?????!!!!!


I giggle to myself. The fact that she is left hanging on what has happened is somehow amusing to me. A smile creeps across my face as I answer her texts.


Me: I am fine. They wouldn't leave and I didn't let them inside my flat so I called the cops. My father kept banging on my door. It is all good now. Don't worry about me. Enjoy your Christmas now.


After I hit send, I sigh and turn my phone off. Gemma doesn't need to be worrying about me. She needs to enjoy her holiday with her family, despite Lisa being there. There is no room left for me in that family nor is there any in the family I am supposed to have. I shut off all the lights and my tv. I have had enough excitement for one day let alone Christmas Eve. After switching to jams and brushing my teeth I head to bed with one last look at my tiny tree. No gifts are underneath it, and that is fine. It goes with the theme of my life: empty.


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A/N: What does everyone think of Made In The A.M. ? What are some of your favorite songs? I hope you liked the songs I chose for this chapter. I think they fit it pretty well. Anyways, let me know what you thought about this chapter. Thanks!!!


Niki xx

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