" So...I guess this is goodbye?" Michael asked. We were standing on my front porch. My father was home, surprisingly. We had just gotten back from ice-cream.
" Yeah..." My voice drifted off.
" Hey, what's wrong?" Michael pushed the hair out of my face, pulling it behind my ear.
I sighed. " I'm just...frightened."
" About what? You can tell me anything." He was closer now. He smelled of bubble gum, mixed with the birthday cake ice-cream on his breath.
" About my dad. What he's going to say, all of that. "
" Oh darling." He put his hands on my shoulders, and kissed me on the cheek. " I promise you haven't a thing to worry about."
" How can you be so sure?" I wondered aloud.
" Because I love you, and so does your father, whether or not you think so. And I bet when you go in there, it won't be as bad as it seems. I promise."
I swallowed. " Okay," I whispered.
" Oh, come here." He pulled me in for a hug. I rested my head against his chest, being as he was taller than me. I could feel his heartbeat, slow and steady. His breaths making his chest rise and fall. I shut my eyes, feeling a tear go down my face. I didn't know why I was getting so emotional. " Are you crying?" he asked.
I pressed my face harder into him. " Promise me something?"
" Yes?"
I shivered. It was a bit chilly. " Promise me that, no matter what, you will always love me."
He smiled. " I was waiting for something like that. Emery..." He drew back and placed his hands in mine. " I promise you, til the end, I will always, always love you. No matter if you make a mistake, or if we are ever angry with each other, or if you slap me because I took your food..." I laughed through my tears, a goofy grin on his face. He went serious again. " I will always love you. I need you."
I leaned in. " Alright, if you say so....I..." I grinned. " I love you too."
And we kissed.
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" Dad?" I walked into my house, the scent of vanilla hitting me in the face. I strolled through the hallway. " Dad, are you here?"
I walked into the kitchen. He was sitting there, his hair ruffled, his eyes suspiciously shiny. " Hey," I said.
There was a black box on the table, decorated with painted red roses. He motioned for me to sit down. I sat. He pushed the box towards me.
I took it, a little confused. I ran my fingers over the top of it. It was a smooth, glass box. The kind you stuck jewelry in. " Open it," He insisted.
I did. And I gasped at what I saw.
Inside of the box was a necklace. A bluish-purple heart, with a dark silver outline like fire sat lay gently in it, with a long, thin chain. There was a word on the heart. " Love," I whispered. " Oh my gosh...Dad, where did you-"
He held up a hand. " Here me out please." He lay back and sucked in a breath.
" That was your mother's necklace. She wore it all the time. You must remember a little it of her having it around her neck. I-" He swallowed. " I got it for her on our first anniversary. It was a little reminder that no matter where she was, she would always live in my heart." He put his head in his hands, and I could see tears drip down his face. " I always told her that. When I married her, I vowed that no matter where she went, my heart would always go with her. No matter how old we grew, my love would never fade." He stared at me. " When she died Emery, I was heart broken. I did blame you for a while, but only out of my selfishness. I should've been the one to save her. I should've helped. I should've been there." His shoulders shook. " But I wasn't.
" Emery, there isn't a day that goes by that I do not think about your mother. I do every minute I am awake. Every night I dream of her, her hair floating around her, her lips parted in a smile. But I have to keep reminding myself that that I am never going to see her again. At least, not until it is my time. She is up there, and I am down here. And sometimes that is the worst feeling of all, even if I am reminding myself that God is taking care of her, my feelings will never leave."
I shook. I wiped my eyes, my nose. I nearly knocked over my chair as I rushed to hug him. He was crying harder now, and I joined him. He gripped my hand. " I miss her Emery," he said.
I pressed my head into his shoulder. " I miss her too. Oh my gosh Dad, I'm so sorry..."
We sat there for a while, as daughter and as father. And at that moment, nothing could separate us. Our bond was reconnected, our thoughts joined in understanding. My eyes watered more. " I love you dad," I said softly.
He kissed my hand. " I love you too, baby girl."
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So! Everyone seems to be resolved, right? Nathan and Alex. Carol, Michael, Emery, her Father. ( Jake has no problems. He's chill.)
I think this might be two more chapters long. I am not sure.
Next chapter I am going to skip some years. I will be giving a brief description of what goes on, but you know, I do have to finish the book. ;)
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Terrible Things ( Deeply being edited but hope you enjoy!)
Fiksi RemajaWhat would you do without happiness? What would you do if it seemed as if no one cared? Would you wilt away like a falling flower? Would you not care? But..... What if you found some one that did care? What would you do?