CHAPTER FOUR; JEALOUS OF MY PARENTS.

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Lexi’s pov.

The car journey was silent; I kept stealing glances at Henry. He is very handsome, but he would never go out with a girl like me; not that I would go out with him actually. He is good looking but I know nothing about him, I couldn’t even imagine liking someone I didn’t know anything about.

When the car finally came to a stop, I didn’t recognize the house before me.

“Um.. I hate to sound rude Henry but I think you got the wrong address.” Maybe he wasn’t a very good driver?

“No, this is the Knight household, they moved here about three months ago.” He had gone back into his work mode, his voice all business like and him not looking me in the eyes.

They had moved out of the house I grew up in? The house I had all of my best memories; it held my best years and my worst. I was just staring at my house; it was a nice house but it wasn’t home, I don’t think it ever would be.

I still couldn’t bring myself to get out of the car though, what if they didn’t want me?

Lexi, don’t live on ‘what ifs…’

I could hear Mr. Walker’s words ringing through my head. He was right; I shouldn’t live on ‘what ifs…’ if they don’t want me then that is THEIR loss.

I finally got the courage to open the car door. Henry was stood just outside it holding my bag. I smiled at him as he handed me my bag.

“Thank you.” I started to make my way to the house. I walked up the path to get to the front door. It was a big path, statues on either side. A big patch of grass either side also, it looked like it was taken care off; I wonder if it was my mother who did this or a gardener? Probably a gardener.

The big wooden door up ahead opened and in the frame stood my parents. My mother, her auburn hair all tied up into a tight bun, right on top of her head. She had on a suit; she never could dress casual, she always had to be ‘properly’ dressed. She had diamond earrings in her ears and a new diamond ring on her hand; as well as the three that I remember. I guess they had been doing some celebrating since I left. My father stood next to her with his hand around her waist. He also had on a suit, his tie was properly tied and his hair was combed appropriately. They looked like the perfect couple, they matched each other perfectly; it’s a shame there is no space in there for a daughter.

“Alexis…?” I could hear the question in her voice she obviously didn’t recognize me. My hair; I forgot I dyed it, of course they wouldn’t recognize me. I had changed a lot. I couldn’t bring myself to talk, so I just nodded. My mother broke free of my father’s grip and ran towards me. I wanted to run to her; I wanted to forget everything they had done to me and pretend we were a normal family.

I just stood there as she ran full speed to me; I was watching my father watch me. I was more like him, the ‘watch and learn’ type of person whereas my mother was an ‘act now thinks later’ type.

My mother threw her arms around me, she started crying straight away. My mother had changed over the years; in the twelve years I spent with them I never once remember her showing her emotions so willingly. Yet her she is crying like a baby on my shoulder. I didn’t know what to do; I have never been in the position before.

My father finally walked towards us and pulled my mother off of me.

“Melisa dear, come on. Let’s get Alexis inside before you break down again.” I could hear the strain in his voice, and the way he spoke to my mother as if she could break at any second. Maybe I had been wrong about my family all along, maybe there was a real reason for putting me in that boarding school. But why didn’t they get in contact with me? It doesn’t take much effort to pick up a phone.

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