Lost Without You

12

I had a super hard time trying to figure out whether I wanted to do more of Eliazers POV or go back to the story. In the end I decided on Ember.

☆Ember's pov☆

The past couple days haven't been that fun in general. I spent my week planning a funeral with Jade.

We hired all the people we needed to have the ceremony on Sunday. Its Friday now, I really don't want many people here either.

Grant helped me reach out and invite some of my dad's old friends, which I'm thankful for.

Most of my family has died. All I have left now is Brad, who I can barely consider family and my Aunt Cheryl and Uncle Mickey. Who live in Georgia. Aunt Cheryl has Alzheimer's and doesn't remember who I am though.

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Sitting with the group. I can tell they know something is up. How much I'm getting attached to Eliazer and Jasper. It's too early for me tell them, I really like them, but I don't trust them enough yet.

Jade on the other hand, knows every little detail to everything I do and feel. She has promised not to tell them anything and I trust her completely not to say anything.

As Jade and Jasper have a conversation, I stay leaned against the tree. Forcing to keep my eyes open.

Jay got sick last night so I couldn't sleep at all. Then I had to convince Avery to go to preschool, while I left at Jade' house with her brother.

I've figured out a pretty good schedule to keep me and the twins away from Brad, it's been working pretty well for us. But sometimes Brad can still be unpredictable and get a little hurt.

I've always had a good pain tolerance so it doesn't really bother me and I haven't seen any injuries on the twins.

Eliazer scoots up closer to me. "What are you thinking so much about?" He whispers and I turn my head over to face him. "Trust me, you would rather not know." I reply and he frowns at my response

I turn my attention away from him. Last night before Jay started throwing up, Brad threw a broken beer bottle at me. The sharp glass almost missed me but ended up digging into the back of my hand.

Staring at the two gashes on my hand, I'm glad it wasn't bad enough to need stitches, but its definitely not a pretty sight to look at.

I bite my lip from the pain, as I run my finger along the bigger of the two gashes, completely in my own world. "What the fuck is that Ember?" Eliazer says lowly and bury my hand in my lap. Shit

"What?" I question, playing dumb immediately. If I act like I have no clue what hes talking about maybe I can get away with this. "Don't play dumb, you know exactly what I'm talking about." He says.

Well shit.

He grabs my hand, rubbing the skin around the cuts with his thumb. "What happened?" He asked nicely. "I uhm cut myself with a knife while making the twins lunches. I say as convincingly as I can make it. I've never been the best at lying in general, Jade was always better at that.

"This doesn't look like a clean enough cut for it to be from a knife." He replies, clearly not believing my lie. "Should I be afraid of why you know that?" I say, trying my best to lighten the mood.

He didn't respond to that, ok rude. "Are the twins yours." He asks uncertain and I laugh at the thought. I have so much respect for teen moms, I could never so much as imagine doing the shit they do.

"Nope, they're my cousins. I just look after them." I inform him and he nods. "Your parents help you with that right?"

"Uhm in a way." I reply and you can easily tell that hes confused, he doesn't say anything else though.