Now she's gone...

Chapter 24

3 Days Later:
My POV (again)
We were unpacking our stuff from the holiday and I couldn't be anymore tired. I was so drained from the flight and looking after Doug, taking care of Freya on holiday and just allying around everywhere. I know I might sound a bit lazy, but you don't understand how dead I feel. It was around 5:30pm in the afternoon, and I was making Freya's favourite dish, 'Mac 'n' Cheese'.  Freya was out getting some stuff from the shop and she was also picking me up some new drumsticks, because I broke mine before we left for the holiday. "Now, where does she keep the saucepans?" I asked myself. I looked underneath the sink, I looked in the cupboards, but I couldn't find anything. I then heard the open and close. "Hey Harry! I got your drumsticks!" Freya shouted. Her voice brightens up my day, like I know it my sound cheesy, but I just love her too much to not love her, if you know what I mean. "That's great babe, you know where the saucepans are?" I asked back. She then entered the kitchen with a load of shopping bags, and they looked heavy. "Wow, you got enough there?" I laughed. She sighed. She sat in the chair and grabbed out her biology books. "Babe, what are you doing?" I asked. I was quite concerned, she seemed upset, and she seemed stressed out. "I've got to do my work, because I've missed a lot since we've been away" She explained. She, again, sighed. I placed my hands on her shoulders and she leant her head back into the chair. "You seem really tired, how about we cuddle tonight?" I suggested. "That sounds great, but I'll help make the food" She said. "No, no, you go have a shower, freshen yourself up and get into your comfy pyjamas. Make the bed and choose a film, I'm in a Disney mood again" I laughed. She kissed me on the cheek and replied with "You're the best, I'll pick one of your favourites because you deserve it too".

She ran upstairs, and yet, I still didn't know where the saucepans were. "Oh, um, maybe they are over in the cupboard in the corner?" I said to myself. I opened the door and finally found the saucepans, what a relief! Also, there was a letter, and it was addressed to Freya. I opened it quietly and quickly. It was from her mum and dad.
Dear Freya,
Me and you mother have decided to buy a new house, in Cornwall. I know it's sudden, but I think it would be a good change for us, and for you. Lately we have noticed you've been stressed, and tired, and you've been having your usual 'meltdowns', so I think a fresh start would be good. Reply as soon as possible so we know what you think about the whole idea, and also honey, your brother is missing you, so stop by soon,
Love from, Dad and Mum xx

All this time, Freya would usually get stressed out over nothing, and I never knew about it. I feel so bad. "Right, Harry, make the food and forget about it! If she didn't read it, obviously she's not interested" I told myself. But, was she interested in moving?