Don't Tell (Emison)

Chapter 11

Emily's POV

I was leaning both of my elbows into the window's wooden ledge as I was thinking about having a real birthday. I had never celebrated it since kindergarden. My parents were always working at their studio. If this wasn't enough, a storm was ragging on outside. It was expressing the inner me perfectly so I was just staring at it from the window's glass, as it was bending all the trees and nobody would even dare to step out of their apartments. At least not someone with a healthy mind. All the stores, everything was already closed. Except for one bakery at the corner of the street that I could barely capture from my small window's view. But it was impossible not to be noticed. A girl and a boy, probably my age, got out in the middle of the pouring rain, while a man was following them with a fat rolling pin in his hand. He tried to reach them while making some anger movements with the pin floating in the air, but they were way faster.

"Here, catch this!" - I shouted as I opened the window to throw a three meter tall rope. They didn't move at first and looked at each other. "Come on, you'll be safe here." - I insisted while the heavy rain was aggressively showering my hair and my face down to the shoulders part.

The boy and the girl admitted that they had no other choice as the man was already getting closer. So they grabbed the rope one by one, the girl went first and the boy next. I did my best to drag them up to my bedroom's window. It was way harder than I thought. But I managed to succeed at the end anyway.

My bed and my desk were almost swimming in the water that had gotten in but I wasn't that bothered. I asked them what they needed and they were too shy to speak in the beginning, but they would mumble some words.

"Who is that man?" - I asked them after we were all comforted in the living room.

"Oh, he's our father." - the boy said.

"But why would your father try to harm you?"

"Our parents are divorced. I live with my mom in California and Jason lives with him. But once a month he has the right to pick me up to spend the day with him. That is the worst day ever." - the girl finally spoke for the first time. I couldn't help but notice how blue her eyes were and in an instant I almost got lost in them.

Later my parents came and I told them everything. They didn't refuse to help Jason and Alison and gave them shelter and a home to live in. We discovered that their father was an alcoholic and had violated his own children. Especially Jason, the golden hair boy who was two years older than me. The open scars in his body could speak on their own. We reached their mother on the phone and she agreed for her children to stay at us until her ex-husband and her procedures would be closed. She wanted to report him for being violent and alcoholic so that she could take her son back and Alison wouldn't have to visit him anymore.

"I know you had your birthday that night." - Jason said as he approached me with a rose in his hand. "Happy 10th birthday, Emily." - he smiled and gave the rose to me. I really didn't expect something like that from him. I just thanked him and took the rose. I was a little bit nervous.

The exact same day, but a little bit later, me and Alison were playing in my room when she stopped and said she wanted to tell me something.

"Emily, I think my brother likes you." - she said a little bit sad of this. I couldn't really tell why back then. I assumed every girl would be feeling a little uncomfortable with her brother crushing on her best friend.

"Oh, really?" - I replied rubbing my hands with each other as I was being nervous again. I had noticed that something was kind of unusual in me towards liking guys, but I couldn't tell for sure yet.