Because of you

Chapter 12

Emma pov

We stepped out of the car. While my family went to the people who stood there, we agreed that Harvey and me would stay behind for a little while. I stood there, his arms wrapped around me. His hand going up and down my back to help me calm down.

I never thought that it would be so difficult. I felt safe in Harveys arms, but it wasn't enough. I felt left behind and not worth it.

"Emma," I heard my brother, Jack, say. Harvey loosened his grip so I could go to Jack and hug him. He didn't really seems bothered. He wasn't as emotional as me and I know he is really angry at mom. Because of all the things she let us go through. All the fights between her and my stephdad, the alcohol, the lies, the manipulation. I can't say I'm not angry anymore. I'm still angry and I always will. She will never see what she did to us and she will never see what I achieved in my life. Her death was a lesson to me. Life is short. Don't waste it to stupid things like alcohol. I'm going to fight for my dream.

My uncle called us that we had to go inside. My hand in Harveys again. We walked into the builed and arrived in a big open space inside. A man in a black suit guided us to an apart room where family could stay in while waiting.

We passed through a board with a paper in it and I had the urge to cry again.

In memoriam of Virginia Smith.
03/10/1967-11/07/2019

I tried to concentrate on the feeling of Harveys hand and I calmed down again. We went into the room and sat down around a table.

"You want something to drink?" my uncle asked.

I nodded: "Some water, please."

Not even a minute later the glass of water was in front of me and I sipped carefully. I was so scared.

"You can go to the other room now," the man in black suit said.

I looked at Harvey, my rock in these times, and we followed the man.