It's Been A Long Time... [Desperate Measures Sequel]

ThirtySeven.

I explained to my family I was leaving early, it was easy to tell them I was going back, I couldn't stay here any longer. Wade, being the big brother that he is, offered me a lift to the airport, I agreed, after all, no one really wants to pay the massive bill for a taxi. I kissed Charlotte on the cheek and told her I would stay in touch before exchanging kind words with my parents, hugs and kisses before I looked towards Wade's waiting car. 

He opened the door to the passenger side before he smiled at me, "I suppose we better get you home then."

I nodded slightly before biting my lip. It wasn't that I wanted to stay here, just every time I came back it reminded me of all the good things about this place. 

The parents and the way they loved me so much and all they wanted was the best for me. My mother and the way she used to tuck me in at night when I was a child. My father and the way he'd used to brush my hair for me, even as a teenager. When I lived at home with them my mother would try her best with my disease and managing it, she'd do anything to know I was safe and trying my hardest to battle it. 

I turned and looked back at my mum once more before running back to her, I threw my arms around her and held her tight. I felt her arms lock around me as I put my head on her shoulder and just enjoyed the embrace for a minute. I had kept details away from my mother when it came to the attack and I thought it would be better for her. Right now I wish she knew more, I wish I could share my fears and worries with her. I felt tears slip from my eyes before I mumbled, "I love you, mum."

She gave me a squeeze before her hand stroked my hair, "You know you don't have to go."

Pulling out from the hug I looked at her with a smile on my face, "I do."

"This is your home, you belong here with us all," she told me with sad eyes. 

I let the tears fall as I looked at her, "Please don't make it difficult." I hugged my dad again before I got into the car. 

Wade went to close the door but my dad stopped him, he came over and crouched down next to the door. He reached over and took my hand as he smiled at me, "Don't punish your mother. She just wants you to stay here, she just wants to know you are safe."

"This isn't about punishing anyone," I assured my dad as I wiped the tears from my eyes with my other hand. "I have something to get back for."

My father shook his head, "I thought you would have learnt from the last time."

Looking up towards Wade I hoped he'd defend me, I hoped he would say anything. No words left his lips before he looked away from me, I looked back at my father before I took my hand from him. "It's not like that."

My dad stood up and stepped back so he was next to his son, "Your brother has told us all about you and him."

I ran a hand through my hair, I didn't want to do this right now. My parents had to be the most loving but annoying parents in the world. Just when I thought everything was going to be perfect I had them ruin it for me. What if they were right, what if it was all moving too fast? Shaking my head I climbed out of the passenger seat before walking around to the boot of the car. 

"What are you doing?" Wade asked me as he watched me before coming round to the boot as I opened it. 

I grabbed my bag from the boot and hiked it over my shoulder before I looked up at him, "Honestly?" I asked him as I looked around at the people I called my family before looking at my brother again. "He's nothing like him."

He raised an eyebrow, "He might not hit you, but he's the same in the head." My brother used his finger and tapped himself on the head.

"Look at me," I ranted as I held my arms out. "I am a mess myself, I have so much going on in my head and in my life right now but he's there for me."