The Broken One ✔

Chapter 40

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So this chapter is so IMPORTANT to the main plot/closing to this book. I high key recommend reading with tissues beside you because I definitely cried while writing this chapter.

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I arrived at the airport around eight thirty pm, to find Jenny in the distance with a straight face.

"Do you have everything you need?" She immediately asked as ripping my suitcase away from me.

"Hi Jen, nice seeing you too" I cocked a brow at my old friend.

Jenny laughed as wrapping her arms around me, "sorry, did you have a nice flight?"

"Yeah, It was alright" I nodded as we walked side by side through the airport.

"Well, I hope you're all rested up," she said with her red hair pulled in a tight ponytail, "we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow"

"We?" I raised a brow.

My court hearing was the next day and my good friend Jenny just wanted me to make a good impression and well, not screw up.

"You don't think I'm letting you go alone do you?" She laughed without humour, "I have to prep you for it, after all, I am going into Law School next semester"

"Hey, you don't tell me that!" I pushed my brows together.

"I just did" she rolled her eyes, "besides, that way I can help you, Sam, and Eva with any...future legal troubles"

The three of us hadn't had any legal troubles for six/seven years so it was safe to say that her services weren't needed.

Jenny just has a history of not thinking before she speaks.

I nodded with slight offence "right, anyway, is dad home?"

Jenny was always at my family home since Gina died. A lot of the time, helping Chris with Cleo when my parents weren't around.

I didn't know if Jenny was still hung up on Chris, but I wouldn't be surprised if she were.

Jenny nodded "yeah and so is Cleo, so please be on your best behaviour"

I found it difficult to be in the same room as Cleo. I guess, apart of me blamed her for Elise's death, which I know is unfair of me but that's what I was like back then.

That day in San Francisco changed all that for me.

"I'll try" I rolled my eyes.

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"I'll be back here tomorrow morning to pick you up" Jenny informed as I jumped out of her car.

"Thanks" I waved as walking up the driveway.

I opened the front door, using the key in my back pocket. I walked through my family home slowly, everything still looked and smelt the same as it did the last time I was there.

I looked in front of me to spot Cleo standing on the bottom step of the staircase.

"Hey you" I called out to the five-year-old, "you got any idea where the old man is?"

"Huh?" She furrowed her brows as taking a few steps towards me.

"My dad" I specified but she just shot me a blank look, "grandpa?"