Rise (H.S. Fanfic)

Ch. 2

Emma POV
I woke up the next morning to a note telling me that my brother had gone home and that he would be over to help me clean. I got out of my bed and sat at the edge for a few minutes before going to the bathroom. It took me 2 hours to use the toilet and wash myself. I was now sat at my vanity just staring at my reflection. My curly black hair making my shirt wet. My hazel eyes that were dark. My skin that used to have a glow but was now dull. I  looked and eventually started daydreaming.

"babe look at this" Steven said coming in with our boy

"hey baby" I said taking Seth into my arms and kissing his head.

"say Dada" Steven said and I giggled watching Seth trying to say it and once he did, i was overjoyed.

"yes baby boy. Now say mama mama" I said moving my mouth like an idiot. He didnt feel like learning a new word so he grew frustrated. I let him go and let him walk around the room.

"well hello gorgeous lady" Steven said looking at me and I blushed shaking my head. I gave him a kiss but he just stood there

"what" I giggled and he shook his head.

"if we didnt have to go, I would take you right now on this bed" he said kissing down my neck and I closed my eyes.

"too bad we have a kid" I said as he continued his actions but stopped to let out a sigh.

"You're no fun" he pouted

"aw poor baby" I giggled kissing him once more. The door bell rang. It kept ringing.

I slipped out of my trance and went to answer the door. I had managed to dress in decent clothes to be able to answer the door.

"Hey, remember me?" Harry asked at the door and I smiled slightly while nodding.

"I just wanted to make sure you were ok. I didnt wanna butt in but I was just concerned and I'm so nosey you have no idea" he let out without catching his breath and I let out a giggle.

"I'm fine. Thank you for calling my brother" I said genuinely.

"it was nothing" he said and right then I saw my brothers car pull up. He bought his husband with him.

"Hey Harry. What's up man?" My brother said hugging him. Harry scratched the back of his head before answering.

"just making sure everything's good" he said putting his hands in his pockets.

"oh cool. Wanna come in? We can catch up and I'm making breakfast. Knowing her, she probably hasn't eaten anything yet" my brother said glaring at me and I glared back.

"sure. I mean if its ok with you guys" he said and my brother let him into the house. Yea of course don't ask the owner. I completely forgot about the mess in my house and now I was embarrassed.

"uh she's moving so that's why its a mess. Dont mind it please" my brother saved me from explaining. Harry shook his head as we all sat on the kicthen table and Joe started cooking.

"no worries" harry waved it off. We all sat in silence because Sam and my brother wanted to ask me how I was doing but we can't talk about it in front of Harry.

"So Harry, how do you know Joe and Emma?" Sam asked. Harry started to tell the story but I zoned out because I already knew how we all met. Meeting him last night jogged my memory back.

"baby. Seth threw up all over me" Steven said coming with his shirt off. I turned around and looked away from my cooking.

"uh huh or was that an excuse to take your shirt off and turn me on?" I giggled and he shrugged.

"both" he said coming to me and I went back to my cooking. He was facing me so his left arm was on the counter as he tilted his head to look at me from the side.

"what you cooking good lookin" he wondered

"spaghetti and meatballs. Its as basic as I'm going to get" I said and we both laughed.

"so I wanted to ask you something" he sounded nervous.

"the boys want to take me to a game since I havent been in a while is it cool with you?" He asked.

"baby you do not need permission from me to go hangout with friends. Of course you can do whatever" I said pecking him.

"are you sure? This isn't one of those things girl do. Where you say something but mean something else." he questioned.

"you have known me for five years babe. You know I'm blunt and simple. I mean what I say" I giggled and he attacked my face with kisses.

"babe the food" I repeated several times.

"babe the food" I shouted before I could understand what just happened. Everyone at the table stared at me.

"excuse me" I pushed my chair out and left. I went to the living room and paced the room, trying to calm myself down. Sam walked in.

"I don't know what's happening. I keep having flashbacks" I said shaking my head

"I think its because you know you are leaving this place. It holds a lot of memories for you. Its gonna be hard babe. But you have to do this" he explained.

"I just miss them so much" I said on the verge of tears.

"I know. We all do" he said coming over, hugging me and I hugged him back.

"He probably thinks I'm a freak" I said referring to Harry.

"Since when do you care what people think?" He questioned pulling away. I shrugged.

"I dont know. I think I'm going crazy and it shows" I explained.

"you are not crazy, you are grieving" he said looking at me and I nodded.

"do you wanna go back or no" he asked

"I'm hungry of course I'm going back" I said hearing my stomach growl and Sam laughed at me. I playfully swatted him. We went back to the table.

"so Emma, your brother said you are the artistic one in the family?" Harry asked not fazed by what happened which caught me by surprise. Usually people would wonder.

"uh yea. Why?" I said and looked at the food before piling it on the plate.

"I was talking about how my apartment has a blank wall and your brother suggested you to do something for the wall. What do you say, are you up for it?" He asked and I looked at my brother, he smiled and nodded.

"I guess. I could use a distraction. What did you have in mind?" I asked and he showed me a bunch of pictures. He shared how he wanted it to represent a home, a comfort place, a family environment since he has a kid of his own and wants everyone to feel welcomed. My brain was thinking of multiple things and it was keeping me from zoning out.