Wickedness Of A Child (Emison)

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In the meantime

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The drive to Philadelphia were rigid. Eric sat in the passenger seat so I wasn't able to see his facial expression, but I could figure out from his reaction earlier that he was disappointed in me. Speaking of disappointed, my mom didn't say a word to me during the whole ride. I understand that she came here with other hopes, but it ended up being the exact opposite of what she had in mind. However, it were really awkward to sit in a car with the two of them.

Of course I regret what I did back in Philadelphia, but parts of me can't help but think it's my mom and stepfather's fault that it went awry for me at an early age. Deep down I know my mother wants what's best for me, but I don't think she knows what's best for any of us. Otherwise she wouldn't have stayed with Steven after everything he has done to both of us.

To hide mistakes behind tons of makeup is my mom's everyday life. When I was younger there was many early mornings when I used to come into my mother's bedroom and see her apply foundation over her scars and black eye after she hadn't agreed to something Steven wanted or suggested.

As much as I feel bad for causing even more trouble for my mom, I still can't deny that it did happen. It happened, and it might have ruined my future with Alison. You might think that school is my number one priority, but leaving Alison is ten times more painful. I'm in love with the woman, so seeing her becoming all cold-hearted with me once she found out made my heart broke, even though I understand why she reacted that way.

The car passed a sign that said; Five Miles to Philadelphia.

It felt relieving to read it. I knew most of the time in here with them had passed.

Mom picked up her phone and accepted a call. She spoke quietly and mostly replied with simple mumbling. I figured she didn't want me to hear who she was talking to.

Eric tiled his head to look back at me, but I looked out the window. I don't want to make any eye-contact with the only man I've met so far that has always been there for me, and not only as a lawyer but also as a member of our family. Eric has always been like an uncle to me, especially since he used to be best friends with my dad before he passed away. There are tons of photos of Eric and I playing in the sandbox in photo albums at home.

''We'll be coming by as soon as we get back to the town.'' Mom said and hung up. She glanced over at me and sighed. ''We're going to the police station. They want to talk to you.''

''Okay.'' I felt embarrassed. I had deliberately hurt other people, and no matter how good it used to make me feel, I definitely feel like a complete idiot now. I just hope I won't be facing them at the police station. Not that they scare me, but their faces would make me feel more crappy.

''Do you regret what you did?'' Mom blurted out, her red eyes looking directly at me.

''Of course I do, mom.'' I replied like it was obvious that I'd never feel proud of it.

Mom nodded comprehending and slowly removed her hand from mine. ''Good. Let's just hope this won't ruin your life completely.''

I squinted my eyes, but kept looking out the window. It was hard to tell if what my mother just said was meant in a positive sense or not. Not that I care, if I end up in prison, then so be it. I did something wrong and and must serve a reasonable punishment for what I did.

The car parked twenty minutes later outside Philadelphia Police Department and the driver were the first one to leave the car. I got out quickly as well. I needed to breath fresh air after the long ride.