Rise (H.S. Fanfic)

Ch.1

Emma POV
I sighed as I entered my home and threw the keys on the table near the door. I hated it here, it was too quiet. The noises that once filled this place were silent and that made my heart clench with pain. I shook my head and removed my shoes.

I pressed the message button on the home phone as I looked at the pile of mail that was on the table. I had just come back from a retreat after six months. I didnt tell anyone but my brother.

"hey sweetie I hope you went-" I pressed the delete message and moved on to the next.

"Hey Emma, its Dr. Prem, we missed you in a couple sessions if-" I deleted that one as well and didnt bother to listen to the rest. I walked into the kitchen but remembered I have no food in the fridge because I'm moving in two days. The house had been sold and I promised that it wouldn't take long for me to move out. Who knew I would have such a hard time.

I ordered pizza and while I waited, I sat on the couch with a glass of wine in my hand and I just stared at the wall. Its so weird how your life can be falling into place but one thing, one tiny thing could make your world blow up into flames. I didnt know if it was god punishing me but it didn't make sense because I've done nothing to be given this much heartache. My eyes wandered around the room and looked at the walls that once held photos.

I looked down and saw all the glass still shattered on the floor. I had no energy to pick it up. I thought about the picture frames that held the two loves of my life but now they were gone. All thats left is shattered glass. The bell rang, bringing me out of my awful thoughts. I opened the door and saw a mop of curly hair turn around with a huge smile. His hair reminded me of my babies.

"Hey Emma, its $15 even" the boy spoke and I was so confused and scared at the same time.

"how do you know my name?" I asked pushing myself in my house more and closing the door a little. My heart was beating out of my chest. 

"oh I'm sorry. You don't remember me?" He asked confused and I shook my head.

"I'm Harry. I used to be over at your house like everyday with your brother. We've met before" he chuckled and I tried to remember.

"oh yes. How are you?" I asked being polite but I just wanted my pizza so I could eat and go to sleep.

"I'm good. How about yourself?" He asked taking his eyes off me and getting the pizza out the bag. I was quite for a few seconds not knowing what to say.

"I'm fine" I gave the smallest smile and my eyes filled with tears.

"um. Here you go. Keep the change" I said basically grabbing the pizza and shoving the money his way. I closed the door and tossed the pizza aside. I leaned against the door and hit the back of my head against it a couple of times. I eventually slid down and cried into my hands. I thought I would be a bit better after six months but I was wrong.

"baby, baby" I whispered repeatedly through my sobs. I think it was the wine taking over my emotions. After I was done I just sat there. I brought the pizza closer to me and started to eat it to suppress my feelings so I could stop crying.

Thirty minutes on the floor passed before I stood up, my legs feeling weak. I put the pizza on the table with the mail. Before I could take a step, the bell rang. I checked to see who it was and it was my brother. I opened the door and he had a sympathetic look.

"I can't do this" I said crying again as he came in and hugged me while closing the door.

"Shhh. Its gonna be alright princess" he said as he hugged me and I held on to him as if my life depended on it. We moved to the couch so I could calm down.

"Why are you here?" I asked not meaning to be rude and he knew that.

"its pretty weird actually. You remember Harry right?" He asked and I put it all together.

"he heard you and thought you might need someone but didnt want to be a creep or intrude" he explained and I nodded my head.

"that was nice of him" I said genuinely. Joe, my brother, nodded his head. 

"Are the sessions helping? The medication? Talking to someone?" He asked concerned and I shook my head no.

"There is no way in hell that someone or something can make me feel better about this. I just dont see it happening " I said being my optimistic self.

"It will happen in time, I promise" he said putting his hand on the back of my neck and caressing it.

"That feels good" I said giggling a little.

"You should go have a spa day tomorrow with Sam. It'll be good for you to do something" he smiled happily and I couldn't deny his offer. Sam was his husband and he was the sweetest thing ever. They were both so supportive with everything I did.

I nodded and smiled along with him. He jumped in his seat and hugged me.

"I also wanted to ask you something else. I was wondering if you wanted to move in with us until you get everything together" he asked hopeful.

"I dont want to be a burden" I said even though I wanted to accept the offer. I was going to live with my parents but anything to get away from that.

"Nonesense. Sam is always home alone and he needs someone to do all the girly stuff with him that I can't do for the life of me." he chuckled.

"ok. I have to tell the parents though" I said carefully and I saw his face drop.

"I dont know why you agreed to stay with them" he said angrily and I smiled while holding his hand.

"I'm sorry" I said and he understood what I meant. My parents weren't so accepting of Sam and his relationship but I loved him the same. His sexual orientation doesn't effect my relationship with him, it doesn't make him less human.

"Can you stay until I fall asleep?" I asked and he nodded. We went to my bed and he sat on my bed while I got in and laid my head on his lap.

"I love you Joe" I sighed before closing my eyes as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"I love you too" he said kissing my head and I slipped into a slumber.