Reunited

Chapter 8

*3 months later*

Charlotte's POV
"Margot, I want you to stay at home for the Easter. Please, just be with your family."
"No, mum!" Margot yelled. "I want to go and do my own thing."
"No, Margot. You are staying here."
"But Tom's in London! He's my husband!"
"Margot, this is your sisters first year with us. You are not walking out on her."
"I'm not walking out on her. Mum, you never even told us that you bringing her home."
I froze. I was stuck, listening to Margot's words.
"Mum, I spent the past 16 years growing up without Charlotte. My life never changed because she wasn't here. I've spent everyday with her for the past few months since she's been here, I need to live my own life!" She screamed.
"I'm not saying you can't live your own life, but just be here for the important days!" Mom yelled back.
"My life doesn't revolve her! I didn't ask for you to bring her back!"
I couldn't stop the tears. I ran up the stairs and went straight to my room. It was above the living room and I could still hear them screaming.
"I wanted to bring her home!" Mom screamed.
"You're the only one!"
I lost it. I grabbed a suitcase from my room and started shoving my things into the case. It was messy, but I didn't care.

I took my things, grabbed some of Margot's money. If she didn't care about me, why should I care about her?
They were still yelling, so I made it out the house.

I waited for a cab to pick me up, and it took my to the airport.
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"Hi, I need one ticket to Dubai, and then one to Glasgow, Scotland." I said.
"Okay, sure. I need some ID." I handed her my passport.
"Are you travelling alone? All the way through to Scotland?"
"Yes. I've done this before. Loads. It's fine, my parents are cool with it."
"Okay. That will be $1500. Here are your tickets. Have a nice day."
I handed her the money and went through to the security.
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Margot's POV
Mum left the room. I slumped onto the sofa and let out a sigh. I screamed into a pillow.
"Charlotte!" Mum screamed. I picked my head up. "Margot, get your ass up here!" I sighed and went up to my room where mom was screaming.
"What?"
"Your sister's gone!"
"This is my fault..." I whispered. I didn't mean what I said. I was just angry I wasn't allowed to be with my husband.

I ran down the stairs and jumped into my car. Mom stayed at home, while I went on the hunt.
I went onto Instagram, and checked my sister's account.
'charlotterobbie Brownies and Smoothies'
She had tagged her location. 'Queensland Airport'. I stepped on the gas and headed for the airport.

When I arrived, I called mom and told her where I was. I ran out the car and into the airport.
"Has the plane for Dubai left yet?!" I panted, stopping at the desk.
"No."
"Look, I need to stop my sister from getting on that plane! She hasn't got permission to be on it! She's in danger!"
"Oh. Let me call security, I'll get you through there."

Security guards ran through the building. I ran by them and went through to the lounge. My sister's plane was being announced. Oh god.
I spotted her, handing her ticket over.
"Charlotte!" I screamed. She turned around, looked me in the eyes, and carried on walking.
I ran. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Get off me!" She screamed.
"No!"
"You don't care about me! I'm going back home. Home to Glasgow."
I dragged her out to the lounge.
"I do care about you!" I yelled. Tears streamed down my face.
"No you don't! You even said so!"
"I was angry."
"I'm going to miss my flight!"
"You're not going anywhere."
"Get off me! You don't love me."
"I do." She was now crying.
"Charlotte!" Mum screamed.
"I need to go." She whispered. Mum ran to my side and took my sister in her arms.
"Please don't go anywhere. I need you here."
"But Margot doesn't. None of my siblings do."
"They do. I sprung the entire thing on them, but they were all ecstatic. Please, just come home."
She shook her head. "I can't do that."
"I'm the biggest dick ever. I am. And I'm sorry. I really do need you."
"You said you didn't." She had calmed down slightly.
"I do. I really do. I love you with all my heart. I was a dick to say those things. Let's go on holiday!" I blurted out. "Just you and me. Anywhere."
"I want to see LA." She whispered. A small smile grew on her face.
"I'll take you there. Two days. We leave for LA. Just the two of us."