Suggested Song: A Hole in The Earth by Daughter (Such a good song)
Adelines POV
**Current Day**
As I took a small sip of coffee, I allowed it to slither down my cold throat. The taste of coffee beans and sugar creating a delightful blend in my mouth. The milk to water ratio, was perfect every sip.
Fuck, I make a good cup of joe...
I sniffed away some cold thoughts and curled into a ball on the couch, the cushions molding to any shape I put enough weight into. I could hear the rain outside speaking in detailed conversations with the wind.
A storm was coming.
I move slow and sluggish underneath the heavy blanket. My body feeling the heat radiating from its soft material.
I abruptly turn my head as a loud ring annoys my ears behind me. The phone was ringing, it was vibrating against the wall as someone waited on the other end. I simply watch, quietly waiting for defined silence again. I did not bother to get up and answer it, or to even hang it up again. I was far too warm underneath the comforting embrace of my blanket.
Finally, it stopped. The person had given up. I sighed a small breath as I slithered back into a more comfortable spot, feeling like the kingdom I had built around me, was quite fitting and comfortable.
Suddenly, my heart skips, as the phone began ringing again. Once more I turned to eye it, as if telling it to be quiet.
I had no interest in hearing what the person had to say. It was probably a scammer anyways. And I had had my fair share of pranking scammers with ridiculous answers to their fake questions for that week.
Silence.
Peace returned as I reached for the remote and pressed the glowing red button at the top. The TV flickering on, immediately to a news channel. As I watch to try and get a feel on the story at hand, I suddenly stop.
My coffee dropping to my lap, a small burning slashed my thighs as it seeped through the holes in my blanket. But in this moment I did not care. My mind raced as I read the words flashing across my screen. Complete disbelief striking my thoughts.
Billionaire Reginald Hargreeves found dead in his home today...
Once more, the phone rang. My head snapped around to look at the phone, my curiosity now peaking. I quickly throw my blanket off of my small body and run to the phone, ringing loudly on my kitchen wall.
"Hello?" I quickly speak as I lift the phone off its stand and lift it to my ear to listen
"Miss Adeline?..." I soft voice on the other side politely asks
"Uh... Y-yeah" I quickly stumble with my words as I try not to drop the phone while reaching for a cloth off the bench to clean up my spilt drink
"Miss Adeline, It's Pogo. Your Fathers-"
"Pogo?" I interrupt out of shock, immediately forgetting about everything else I was doing
"Yes" He softly answers "Have you been informed of your Fathers passing yet?" He questions
I look over at the TV screen, still broad casting such information. I thought for a second about it. It was so strange to think that he as really gone after all this time.
"Uh yeah... Yeah I have" I respond, unsure of how to communicate sorrow with him
"I am most sorry for the loss of you Father, Miss Adeline"
"Yeah, thanks... You too, Pogo. I'm sorry for your loss as well" I console, the thoughts in my head twisting and turning around the bends of the old mans death
I was not sure on what I felt. How could I grieve over someone who held me away for so long? How was his death recent? When to me, Reginald Hargreeves had been dead since I was ten years old.
"Miss Adeline, I have some things to discuss with you... Important things. Do you have time to speak now?" He politely requests
I hang my head to the floor, nervous of what Pogo could possibly want to speak to me about after all these years of missed calls and ignored voicemails "Yeah" I sigh
"Your Fathers dying wish was the return of all his children to re-unite with one another. To endure his death together" Pogo explains and I shake my head
"Why are you telling me this, Pogo? Are you asking my permission to be left out again?" I scoff, trying to stay friendly, but I knew how I sounded
"Miss Adeline, of course not"
"Then why are you calling, Pogo? I'm not welcome in that house. You of all people should remember that. I was not his daughter. I was merely his burden" I keep my tone calm, but my words highlighted my pain
I needed someone, anyone, to know how much I was hurt by that family. I'm sure I sounded much ruder then I had intended.
"Well, thats exactly why I'm calling, Miss Adeline. The return of all his children wasn't his only request. He wanted you to be apart of that family reunion. He knew he did wrong by you as a child, and I do not expect you to understand he choices. But, his last words were asking that we re-write his wrongs"
I stopped, taking a moment to look out the window. The waves, crashing against the rocks in the wind. A storm was coming. I thought about how warm my bed would be tonight. How I could get high and watch a movie with a hot chocolate. What would it taste like?
"They don't know about me, do they?" I bluntly ask into the empty phone
A pause. It told me all I needed to know. None of Reginald Hargreeves adopted children knew about my existence. Even after all these years, he was too ashamed of me.
"Your Father thought it might of only hurt everyone much more, if he told them so late. And the last time your siblings spoke to your Father, it wasn't exactly a friendly conversation." Pogo responds, trying not to upset anything inside of me
He knew the fire that burned inside. He also knew not to pore gasoline on himself and stand next to that fire. I slid down the side of the wall, my bum hitting the floor as I brought my knees to my chest. The phone wire now much tighter, making up for the longer distance.
"Please Adeline... Come to the academy. Your siblings will meet you, and perhaps you can start over" His voice echoed through out my quiet kitchen
"I did start over, Pogo. A long time ago"
"They deserve to know about you, Miss Adeline. And you deserve to know them"
"I know" I mutter into the phone, bringing the phone to my forehead in saddened frustration
"Will you come? If not for you Father, then for yourself?" He asks again, his voice slightly begging for my presence
"Fine..." I say quietly, swallowing tears back
"Thank you, Miss Adeline" He says, consoling me with tone "Your siblings will be here tomorrow morning. When can I expect you?"
"Probably tomorrow night" I bluntly respond
"I will see you then. Take care of yourself, Miss Adeline"
"You too, Pogo"
I lay the phone down on the cold floor, sharing its territory. I could feel the numbness return. For years I hadn't thought about my past. I had blocked it out for so long, I forgot what it even felt like to think about that house. Why now after all these years? Why did it take my Father to be on his deathbed to admit he was wrong? That he had done me wrong.
I couldn't even begin to think. I didn't want to.
I knew if I even tried to make peace with all this information, I would just end up pouring gasoline on myself.
A/N
Chapter two! Hope all is well. Take care of yourselves. Hope you enjoyed!
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