The BadBoy Broke My Window [Soon To Be Rewritten]

Chapter Thirty

Emilia's POV: 

"Sweetie I’m home!!" I heard her voice echo through the house,

"MOM!!" I yell and I ran down the stairs "MOM!!" I yell again, she smiles in return,

"Yes sweetie it’s me" I went and hug her and that's when she disappeared, 

"Mom!! Mommy!!" I scream, looking for my mother. 

My eyes shoot open and the tears start running down my face again. I've been having this same nightmare ever since mom died. And what's worse is that I've had this dream once before ages ago.

This is the worst feeling. I have just lost the only person who is my everything. My own mother dead. All because of a fault in the engine, the plane crash was all over the news and I just couldn't, no I couldn't stand to hear about the flight that killed my mother and hundreds of other people. What I don't understand is that why it happened to my family. Right now I only have my brother and he hasn't left my side since that day he came over.

I haven't spoken since then either. I only answer with a nod or a shake of the head, no sound other than a sob would leave my mouth. Nothing could change the way I feel right now. Dylan wanted to stay over here to make sure I was alright but Ash pushed him out the door saying 'she needs time'. Once the group found out my phone hasn't stopped flashing, over a hundred messages from the whole group but I haven't replied to one, I just switched off my phone. I wasn't ready to talk to anyone, but I'm sure Ash kept in contact with everyone.

School starts on Tuesday, but I won't be going. I'm not ready to go. All I will be getting is looks of sympathy and that's not what I want right now. Right now what I need is my mother, but she is gone. She's gone. Mom's gone. My eyes water up every time I think of her as gone. It's only been a week and the funeral is tomorrow. 

I don't think Ash is going back to his dorm anytime soon. He is just as worse as me. We both haven't gotten much sleep, my reason being I have nightmares every night, Ash is really depressed and I don't think we will ever recover. She was our mother and now she is gone.

"Emilia," I hear Ash ask, "Do you want a mocha?"

I just nod my head. Blinking the tears away. Ash is being the stronger person for me, but really he dosen't need to be. He is allowed to be feeling down and he can cry if he wants, cause I know he was just as close to mom as I was. 

"Here you go, nice and warm." He says passing me my favourite mug, one mom brought me. That's when the tears start again, I put my cup on the coffee table and rest back in the lounge, Ash places his cup next to mine and pulls me into his chest hugging me tightly, being the protective brother he is.

Diinngg Doonngg 

Ash got up without saying a word and answers the door to whoever it was. I just hope it's not one of my friends, even if they are worried about me I only need one person right now and that's my brother.

I feel the seat beside me sink in and then a set of arms wrap around me tightly, I refuse to look who it is. All I know is that it is someone who is like my other brother, Parker. To my mom, Parker was like another son. I'm guessing that's why he's here. I hug him back just as tight,

"It'll be alright, Em. It will get better." He says making more tears fall down my cheeks like Niagara Falls. Parker tightens his hug making my head lean on his chest, giving me comfort, but nothing ever will.

"Parker." My brother calls, Parker unwraps himself from me and kisses the crown of my head and walks off with Ash.

I might as well hurry up and graduate, I need a new start. I need to make my mom proud, so if I can take that internship sooner, then I would be more than happy.