Raising Ema-Lyn

Chapter 3 - "Trying to get rid of us so you guys can go play kissy face?"

***Okay. Sorry. It's been a couple weeks. I had A LOT going on with the Thanksgiving, school, and work, but I'm back now. And updated. This is three pages on word. Hopefully I'll be updating in the next couple of days too. So, without further adu, here you are.

Oh. Hope everyone had a great and safe Thanksgiving! Gobble, gobble!***

“So,” he said, turning to me as I walked into the living room. “You seem like you’re doing well,”

I picked up some of Ema’s toys and some dishes that were scattered before responding.

“Yeah, I guess. It’s been hard, but I’m managing. The hardest part is trying to stay in school and keep Kimi in school.”

“I’m sure it will get easier.”

I stood in front of the sink and sighed. “I sure hope so,” I whispered, more to myself, than him.

He came up behind me and hugged me. We stood there for a minute before he spun me around to face him. I looked down at the floor so he couldn’t see the tears that were sliding down my face.

“Dani?” he asked. I just continued to look at the floor.

“Danielle Lynn Wilson. Look at me,” he demanded. Then he softly added “Please?”

Still I stared at the floor. He tenderly tilted my face up with his hand, “Please, please, please promise me you will tell me if you need any help. I want you to trust me and let me be there. I don’t want to lose you again.”

I stared in his eyes and saw that he really was sincere. He meant every word he said. His eyes showed it all. The hurt, the sorrow and the pain; it was all there, clearly shown on his face. I didn’t hold the tears back any more, I couldn’t. I grabbed onto him and hugged him again and cried. I just cried and let it all out.

At some point he had moved us so we were sitting on the couch. I wasn’t sure how long it had been, but for some reason I felt that if I talked I would ruin it. A few minutes later my phone blasted Barbie Girl. I went to my purse and pulled my phone out.

“Hello,” I said, walking down the hall.

“Hey!” Kimi shouted. “Hannah’s at her dad’s for the weekend and wants me to stay the night. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I mumbled, walking into Ema’s room to check on her. “Just make sure you come home to get some stuff and your pills.”

“Okay! Thanks. We’ll be there in a little bit. We’re just a few minutes away.”

“Okay. I’ll see you then.”

“Bye.”

“Bye. I love you.”

“Love you too.” She said then hung up.

I walked back out to the living room, set my phone on the coffee table and then sat back down. Drew leaned forward and rubbed my back.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, Kimi’s staying the night at a friend’s. She was just calling to see if it was okay.”

“Okay,”

I looked over at him. “I’m sorry,” I blurted.

He looked at me confused, “For?”

I looked down again. “Everything,” I whispered. “Leaving, letting Brad control me, not being there,” I looked back up at him as the tears fell. “Being the worst friend ever,”

He pulled me into a hug before I even finished. “You are not the worst friend ever. As for Brad, he’s an ass, but I completely understand. You loved him. Err. Love him.”