Our Wild Hearts

Chapter 13

Brad was as shocked as i was, we stared at each other for a while, before he noticed my tear stained cheeks.

"whats wrong?" he asked as he brought his hand up to wipe my cheeks.

He cant do that, i've moved on and thinks he can just pretend that nothing happened? I'm not saying that i didn't love his touch. No Em stop, you don't like brad anymore remember?!

"er nothing I'm fine" i replied before turning away, but Brad grabbed my wrist.

"tell me' he said as he pulled me closer to him. I love him still but i cant and i don't want to love him because he will only hurt me again.

"my dad..." i mumbled before bursting out into tears. I felt brads warm arms wrap around me and guide me somewhere. Brad had brought me back to his house, i guess to talk but i didn't want to discuss it.

'what happened' he said as we both sat down on his bed. i felt his chestnut eyes on me as i fiddled with my blazer.

"my dad was at the funeral" i said as i bit my lip yo stop me from crying again.

"funeral?" Brad asked but his face dropped when he realized who it was. "Em I'm so sorry, for everything. i love you and i have never stopped loving you, this month has been the worst month of my life. I haven't eaten, or slept at all, you have never left my mind and i know it will take time but i need to be with you Em." he confessed, he said everything i had wanted him to say, it was obvious that i was going to forgive him, but i wanted him to know how much he had hurt me.

"Brad you think that this past month has been hard for you? i live in a tiny grotty flat in London and i work as a waitress. I can count how many times i have smiled in the ast month on my fingers" i said quickly becoming angrier.

"No one should make you feel this way and im so sorry that it was me who did, please let me make it up to you?" he asked and i nodded without i second thought he smiled before pulling me into a hug.

"Ive missed you baby" he said before he kissed my fore head. I leaned into his shoulder, I had missed him so much.

"You should really go back" he said into my hair. It took me by surprise but I knew that he was right.

"Can you go with me?" I asked as I pulled away from the hug.

"Of course" he smiled.

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The service had just finished as we walking into the church. I walked to my father who was chatting with an elderly woman who was about my Nan's age.

"Um.. hey" I said as he turned to face me, and the elderly woman walked off.

"Emily, you came back! I'm so sorry about earlier no one told me you were coming and I guess you weren't really expecting to see me either" he said as he looked at his long lost daughter.

"Yeah well it's ok, so err where is mum?" I asked as I searched the church for a woman who looked like me.

"Darling, your mother passed away a year after you were born, she died in a car accident" he said with sympathetic eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, what was her name?" I asked, I was surprisingly upset to know that my mother was no longer properly here.

"Jane, her name was jane" he smiled at her memory.

The awkward silence suddenly kicked in, I knew that I had to get the dreaded question over and done with.

"Why?" I asked as I looked at his grey eyes. He seemed to understand what I was asking him and gathered the words he had been preparing since he left me in his head.

"Sweetheart, we never wanted to leave you, we loved you so so much. We planned to wait a year to fix our finical situation and then take you home and be proper parents. A week before we planned to pick you up, your mother and I were involved in a terrible car accident. I was ok, but your mother, she was killed instantly. I was so scared, I had lost my love and now I was a single parent and I couldn't raise you like you needed to be so I left you there, but that didn't mean that I wasn't watching over you. I got the orphanage to send me pictures of you and call me to tell me what you have been up to. I love you Emily, I always have." he said emotionally, he sighed after his long and thought out speech. I was still taken back by all the new information and couldn't speak.

"Look honey, here's my number, please call me. I really want to be part of your life but I will let you decide whether that happens or not" he said before kissing me cheek and walking off.

I headed for brad, I needed his support right now, I was currently mourning two of my family members deaths one of whom I've never met.

"How did it go?" he asked once we were outside.

"Ok I guess, turns out my mum is dead and my father wants to be a part of my life all of a sudden" I sighed.

"Em I'm sorry, I really am" he said as he squeezed my hand for reassurance.

"Why? I never met her" I said as I tried to brush off the death of my mum even if it was 16 years ago. Brad went quiet unsure of what to say, but before I knew it we were back at his house.

"brad?" I asked as we walked into his room.

"Yeah" he asked as his eyebrows furrowed.

"I um need a place to stay tonight before I go back to London." I said as his face dropped, I had wanted to avoid the discussion about London but that seemed impossible.

"Your still going to live in London?" He asked as he sat up on his bed.

"Yes, I just moved there and I plan to stay there" I say confidently as brad becomes angrier and angrier.

"Oh so what about this?" he said motioning between us.

"I don't know, we could try a long distance relationship" I said but he ..laughs?

"What?" I asked frustrated as to why he found that funny.

"Em long distance never works, if you leave than that means we are done" he said with a grave look.

"Your unbelievable, after everything I have been through today you are going to make me choose?" I said raising my voice. Brad didn't say anything he just shrugged.

"well brad you know what my answer is going to be so are you sure?" I asked close to tears as I realized where this argument is going.

"Whatever Em" he said before laying back down on his bed.

"Well I guess this is goodbye then" I say as I turn to the door. I was expecting him to stop me but he didn't so I had no choice but to leave him. And I did so, reluctantly.