Tommy's Rose

Chapter 16: Hallelujah

It had been three days since the break in and I had glued myself to Tommy’s hip; I really had been following him around like a lost puppy because I was scared, I was worried about what would happen if Tommy wasn’t around to protect me but there was a problem with me following Tommy around and that was me… I had picked up Tommy’s bad habits, I had developed his boss like attitude and many of the family members had noticed.

I sat on the window ledge at Polly’s house watching the small group of children play in the street with a football, they didn’t have a care in the world and they never would, why would they care about what was going on in the world around them?

“Why don’t you go out and play?” Michael suggested.

“No,” I stated harshly not taking my eyes off the children having fun.

I could feel Tommy’s eyes on me. “Primrose, don’t use that tone of voice with family,” He told me.

I snapped my head around to face him. “Why?” I asked bluntly. “You use it all the time.”

Tommy who was propped up against the wall leaned forward. “Because I said so,” He stated.

“You’re not God,” I stated in a sassy manner.

“I’m worse,” Tommy stated and I smiled making him smile back.

Since I adopted Tommy’s attitude we clashed a lot but we would clash then we would be fine. It was something that happened all the time now, we would argue then within minutes we would be talking like nothing happened.
  
Polly pinched the ridge of her nose then looked at Tommy. “You’ve treated her like a kicked puppy for three days now look at her, a walking, talking female you, yes well done Thomas!” She said then clapped her hands.

Tommy frowned. “What did you want me to do Pol?” He asked. “She was traumatised, she was almost taken and she killed people. I wasn’t going to abandon my children!”

I growled. “I wanted my Dad around. I didn’t want to be alone!” I defended myself.

The last three days had been hard; I didn’t want to do anything but be around Tommy.

Polly pointed to Tommy. “You go to work, do something useful!” She demanded then pointed to me. “And you go outside and play!”

I looked to Tommy. “NO!” I shouted. “He can’t go!”

Slowly I was starting to realise I was more feminem than I realised, I could go from sweet and innocent to angry and venomous in seconds like a switch was flipped but in the last three days my heart wouldn’t let Tommy go, I was scared of losing him. We may have argued like cat and dog for the last three days but in my heart I knew I couldn’t lose him.

“I’m not leaving her,” Tommy stated coldly. “Not after what I put her through!”

“Don’t go!” I begged him. “Who will protect Charlie and I?”

“I promised Prim I would keep her out of all this shit and now look!” Tommy stated harshly as he glared at Polly. “She’s in the fuckin middle!”

“You both need a few hours apart or you will be ill!” Polly told us. “Primrose has suffered trauma and having you, Thomas as a therapist will not help, I’m sorry but you are cold and dismissive of your pain and I will not let you mold Primrose with the same clay!”

I watched Michael edge closer to me but my attention was on Tommy who looked like he was siding with Polly. “We almost died and you’re going to leave us?” I asked in a sad voice trying to make Tommy stay.