Alone

"Family Dinner"

"Emma wake up" Emily's voice screeched as she shoved me. "Huh leave me alone" I grunt as I roll over. "Come on daddy's home". I open my eyes wide "really". I haven't seen my dad for two weeks. I smile and then quickly wipe it away. He never stays for long so I try not to get my hopes up. "Yeah he's down stairs. Mom made dinner we're all gonna eat together" she giggles. "Is Emmet here" I question.

"No he's at his friends house or something". Lucky him, he's familiar with these "family dinners". They always start out innocently enough. Until my mom asks who long he staying. He always says in a day or two, because he has to close the big project and that he'll be home right after. Of course that never happens and they start to argue because that what he said last time. I'm then left consoling Emily who won't stop crying. Then he'll get feed up and leave again. I hate repeating this all to familiar pattern.

"Come on" Emily grabs my hand and basically pulls me down the stairs into the kitchen. "Hey honey" I'm greeted by my mom as I enter the kitchen. " I made your favorite roast beef and mashed potatoes". " Mom that's Emmet favorite". She shrugs "Nevermind that go get your father dinner ready". I walk through the living room. "Hmm" I thought Emmet was at his friend's. Why are there 5 plates. O shrug probably one of dad's friends.

"That's a nice pass" a voice says followed by cheering. I freeze, I can feel goosebumps forming on my skin. Squeezing my eyes shut I turn the corner. I'm going crazy it can't be. "Hey Em" Mr.O's booms in my ears. I almost fall back but catch my balance before I do. My eyes shoot open and there he was sitting next to my dad on our leather sofa. Emily comes racing in "dinners down mom said".

She runs into my father's arms " Oh is it well we monsters have to eat" he says playfully lowering his voice. Giggles erupt from Emily, with one quick motion he swoops her up and starts to carry her like a baby. I wish It was me nestled in him arms letting the feeling of safety consume me." Great I'm starving" Mr. O says lifting his self up slightly then falling back down." Can you help me up, my knee hasn't work right since I got in a ski accident two years ago on my 33rd birthday." he reaches a hand out to me. I stay still, I can't touch him I won't touch him. "Emma what's the matter with you help the man up" my father raises his voice at me. I stumble and walk towards him.

My arm shakes as I reach out to him. Our hands intertwine as I help raise him up. My father had already started to headed to the dinning room. Where i wish I was." Thank you" he says as he starts to caress my hand. I try to pull away but he pulls me closer to him and forces our lips together. " I could keep myself from seeing you". I yank my hand away and run to the bathroom. Lifting up the toilet seat just in time as I start to vomit.

There's a knock on the door it's my mom " Emma you ok"? "Yeah yeah in fine" I reply. "Well hurry up where waiting on you". " Ok I'm coming". I hear her foot steps walk away. Switching on the faucet I bend over and suck in water. I swish it around and spit It out. "You can do this" I tell myself. I take a seep breath and open the door.

"Finally you decide to join us" my dad's seep voice says. I sit down in the only seat left which is right next to Mr.O. You can do this I tell myself again. After about 10 minutes of random chat my mother starts to ask Mr. O questions. "Phil right?" "Yes Phil Osborn ". "How is Emma doing in school since this is the reason you came over". " Oh yes I going to be honest with you she is failing my class. Many others teachers have told me she's failing their classes too. "Emma explain your self" my dad said in an angry tone.

It took me a second to come up with a explanation " uh sorry". " Is that all you can say for your self. You know how good grades get you into a good college. You're going to Washington university just like I did and my father before me. I don't understand why you can't be like your brother". My blood went cold. "We expect better from you, who is your sister pose to look up to know" my mother butted in. "Its ok Mrs. Bradley I have some some tutoring time after school, so she can come and i'll get her back on track" Mr. O suggested.

"I don't want to mom" I whisper. "Well Em if you want to have good grades you would actually have to come to school to go to class". "WHAT" my mom and dad raised their voices. " You been skipping school" my father yelled. "No I just woke up late" I say trying to hold back tears. "Please mom I don't want to go to tutoring" I beg. "Well your going I will not have no daughter of mine failing, what would people think". I say nothing the decision has already been made and there was no way to change their minds.

"Very well we can have tutoring every other day" he said smiling. "You know Em i just want the best or you". I could feel his hands rubbing on my thigh. I close my eyes "please make him stop" I pleaded to myself.

Dinner was over and I wanted to get back to my room as soon as possible. I wasnted to get away from him as soon as possible. "Walk me out Em" Mr.O says. I walk him to the door I open it and a gush of cool air rushes in making me shiver.

He looks around and when he sees the coast is clear he leans for a kiss. This time holding me so I can't get away. He releases me and whispers in my ear "can't wait to see you tomorrow Em I'll dream about it". I slam the door a rush to my room. I pull the shoe box from under my bed. Opening the box to reveal a small silver razor. It's cold as it touches my skin but it doesn't matter I'm cold all over.

____________________________________ Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I just didn't know what this chapter should be about. I hoped you liked how it turned out.