Somebody Stand By Me

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*Ethan's POV*
*Trigger Warning*

It's been two weeks since Dad has come over to talk to Mom, Sara and I. So far, he has been trying to restore his relationship with us. He's taken us to a movie and has taken us out to lunch. But our relationship is far from being a good one.

I guess I should start making an effort because so far, my walls are up. Sara is having a much better time of forgiving him than I am. Sure it feels nice to have my father back in my life again but it's only been two weeks and I don't want to get my hopes up. I feel there is a chance he may leave us again. Our dad has a lot to prove to us in order for me to be comfortable around him again.

Another thing that makes it hard for me to let my father in, is that he has been hinting that he hates the fact that my nails are painted. I try not to listen. He has no say anyway; if my mom were to tell to take the polish off then as much as it'll hurt me I would respect her and do it. My father has lost my respect when he left us so, I don't care what he thinks about me wearing nail polish.

Another recent decision I have made is that, I want to start growing my hair. Dad hasn't noticed which I don't thing he will until it is a bit longer. I don't know, I think I can get away with this because boys can have long hair too.
Heck, my dad had long hair too back in his younger days. Although I hope my hair doesn't look like a fro like his did back then.

When I do have long hair, I'm sure my dad will have something to say about it. Again, his opinion doesn't matter to me. A part of me wants to just tell my dad that I don't want a relationship with him but the other part is kind of happy that I get this second chance with him. Again, my feelings and emotions are all over the place. I feel so confused.

It'll help with our relationship that we will be joining Mom in the studio, giving us a chance to spend more time with Dad whenever we can.

The band rented a house for the recording of the new album. It's a pretty nice space and Sara and I get to explore all the rooms. We will also be able to work on school stuff while we are here. So we will not be bored what so ever.

That's what we are doing now; we are working on school work while the band records. It's mom's fifth day in the studio and so far so good.

Mom and Dad have been civil and are actually working together without an argument. Of course again, it's just the fifth day into the recording so things could change. I hope not though. I hope things stay like this and get better with time.

Sara and I are currently in the room doing some homework and just listening to the bands new music. 

I stop for a moment then look around the room and notice some toys laying in a corner. We have yet to meet our half siblings and just seeing those toys means we will be meeting them soon.

I don't know how to feel about that; I mean, they are innocent, just like us, but...I can't help but feel a little hurt thinking about my half siblings. After all, Dad left us for them.

I shake myself from those thoughts. I don't want to cry and think of the past. So, I go back to my homework.

Hours later, we are saying bye to everyone and we are on our way home. We all scatter to our own rooms once we step inside our house.

I get to my room and close the door; I change into my pajamas and sit on my bed. I let out a heavy sigh.

As usual, Sara comes into my room and sits beside me. She knows there's something wrong. Our "twin senses" are kicking in right now and she can feel my sadness.