"Oh..I'm sorry.." He stares at his pad of paper with no expression.
I turn to look at the body bag but it's being carried out the door as I look.
"How can this happen?" I ask myself. Two of my family members just...gone. My life is falling apart. I feel like it's all my fault.
I shouldn't have went to her party. Then Clarribelle wouldn't have had to go next door. Then she wouldn't have got kidnapped. None of this would've happened if it wasn't for the party. I don't even know where Edward and William are.
"Edward and William.." I mumble their names and Liam hears.
"What?"
"Where's Edward and William?" I look around frantically.
"Edward and William?" Liam looks at me.
"Yes! Where are they!"
"Emily, calm down. They went home. Well, their home. Where we are staying. Next door. If you are so worried, go there." He rubs my back.
"Ma'am,-"
"Emily. My name is Emily." I tell the FBI man.
"Emily, if you'd like, i can drive you and your boyfriend to the department to talk about this? All of this."
"Tomorrow?" I ask him.
"Pardon?"
"Tomorrow? Can we come over tomorrow? I need some rest to sink all this in." I run my temples.
"Of course ma'am, Emily." He corrects himself before introducing himself.
"Well Mr. Gordon, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then. Bye." I walk out if the house.
"More like crime scene." I tell myself as I step into the cold, rainy night.
I look around at all the lights flashing and people looking, some even asking questions to the cops.
I notice a family with two little kids go inside to watch from the windows.
One family after another heads inside to keep warm and dry. Except this one man.
He is wearing a black sweatshirt with the hood pulled over his head. His hands are in his sweatpants.
He sees me looking and walks away. I see him drop his phone or wallet as he pulls his hand out of his pocket, but he doesn't seem to notice.
I run over to the sidewalk where it's siting there, getting soaked.
"Emily?" I hear Liam call my name from behind and the man stops walking.
"Sir, you dropped something." I look down at the object to see what it is.
"Your-" He interrupts me.
"Wallet. My wallet." He turns around.
Do I know him?
"Here.." I stick my arm out for him to take his wallet back.
"What are doing?" Liam is now beside me.
"He, he dropped his wallet." I keep my eyes on the man.
"Thank you." The man turns around and walks off.
"Wait.." I walk after him.
"Emily, don't." Liam grabs my wrist but I lose his grip.
"Do I know you? You sound familiar." I grab the mans arm and turn him around.
His hood falls and the street lamp light shines bright onto his face.
"Dad?"
"Emily.." His voice is low.
I wrap my arms around him.
"Where've you been? Why didn't you ever answer my calls? Did you hear about mom?" I ask him but he doesn't respond.
"I have to go." He backs up and jogs off.
"Emily, let's go to bed. I'm tired, you're tired, it's been a long day. Come on. We can take a shower and-"
"That's my dad. I haven't seen my da in weeks. I haven't heard from him. Then he suddenly, just randomly shows up at this specific neighbor hood where your cousin got kidnapped and my brother got murdered, and all I get is my name and "My wallet."? No, Liam, lets not go to bed. Well you may, but I'm not. I just lost my brother, not so long ago my mother, and now my dad liter runs off. How do you think i feel?" I scream and I know then that I really do need sleep.
"I don't know, I've never lost anyone. But I feel sick to my stomach knowing my little cousin is out there, being hurt or anything but some man. Some men. Who knows! Who fucking knows! If you want to stand here in the freezing rain, go right ahead! But I'm going inside to shower and sleep! It's up to you!" He screams right back and walks away.
"Liam, wait." I catch up to him.
"No, Emily! I'm tired of waiting! I've been waiting for a long time. Stop putting yourself down! Stop blaming every little thing on yourself! Some thing's may be your fault, but this isn't! Okay? You didn't know this would happen."
"Stop right there, please. You are right. I need to stop blaming every thing on myself. You're also right that I'm sleepy and tired and need a shower. So can we discuss this tomorrow? After we've showered and slept? Please."
"Yes." He walks off again.
I walk beside him and grab his hand.
He looks down at me and gives me am assuring smile. I give one back.
~A/N~
My lovely, very, very short chapter. Hope you all enjoyed it. I hope you all have enjoyed my book (fan fictions, whatever) so far. I also thank you guys for voting. Thank you so much. Please do keep voting and maybe follow? Again, thanks!
-Emily
