*Your POV*
I feel like my whole body is shaking. I stand up immediately. I thought he must be joking but Ethan isn't funny. He never really makes jokes. Especially not like these. I try to stay calm.
»You.. explain it to me! This can't be..-« I can't continue my sentence. I don't know why but I just can't. The words won't leave my mouth. Talking feels very difficult right now. He stands up as well and holds my hands.
»You're cold..« he says and I didn't even realize that I'm cold. But he might be right I mean I'm always cold after someone tells me stuff like this. Well I have to be honest no one ever told me stuff like this so I don't really know it.
The only time someone did was when my father died and that was my mental breakdown. I don't know what I'm talking about right now. I'm only confused and I want him to explain it or at least my mother.
»Look.. we need to sell this chateau of your father.« his words won't make any sense in my brain. Hearing these things all of sudden.. is like someone just shot me. I don't understand anything right now..
»We need to leave this place and Paris is a very good idea..« me head is spinning.. I'm shaking.
»Wait.. this all.. this is going too fast...« it really is. A few minutes earlier I was just sorting things out and now everything changes and I'm not ready for that.
He puts his hands on my cheeks and hold my face in his hands. I hold onto his arms. »Ethan.. I don't understand..« I whisper with a cracking voice..
He looks like he doesn't know how to tell me.
»We're leaving tomorrow.« he says and I start shaking even more. Why is this happening and why so fast? It fees unreal and I won't believe him until I get a proof. »This can't be true. Ethan do you know what this means?« he scratches his neck and sighs.
»I WAS BORN AND RAISED HERE!« I scream all of sudden not expecting that from myself. But it feels good. He just looks at me while I get more angry. I run my hands through my hair and feel my chin shaking. I back off and walk around in my room.
Then I stop in front of him and give him a death stare. »I don't know what in gods name you're planning... but I'll never leave my fathers house!« I say very angrily with a mad and rough voice. He holds my hands.
»I can understand you but you need to listen..« he says looking into my eyes while I try to get out off his grip. I'm so mad. »NO!« I scream shaking myself off. My hear is totally messed up and I'm still shaking like I'm possessed. »Where is my mother?!« I ask trying to lower my voice.
»She's downstairs making dinner..« I feel my brain exploding.. she never makes dinner.. thats why we have a chef.. she only makes dinner when she feels guilty or when she has to tell me something... are they trying to kill me? I run out and then dow the stairs.
»Y/N WAIT CALM DOWN!« I hear him screaming and coming after me but I won't listen. I keep running until I reach the kitchen. She's cutting some vegetables. I stop and look at her until she sees me. She puts the knife away and I see that Ethan already reached me.
I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I don't even feel like crying. I feel like freaking out if she won't tell me whats going on. »Sweetheart..« she cleans her hands on a towel and walks towards me. »Why are you cr-..« I cut her off. She asks me like everything is fine and I don't have a reason to cry. She must be joking.
They must be doing this on purpose to make me crazy. Every piece, every corner, every wall and every spot in this house is a memory.. my father and I made memories everywhere and this is the only thing left from him.. when I'm here it feels like he never really left. Like this is his heart. This place means too much to me to leave. No matter how cruel the people here are, ill stay. They can go. I'll find a way..
