Chapter Two.
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The thought suddenly hit me, I forgot to call dad. I pull my cell out of my pocket and dial dad's number. Placing the phone to my ear waiting impatiently for him to answer.
"Hello pumpkin" eventually he answers, his voice husky.
"Hi Daddy. I'm sorry I totally forgot to let you know that I'm home." I apologized, mentally scolding myself for not calling him when I got home.
"It's Alright, is your sister home yet?" his concern quickly replacing the husky tone of his voice.
"Not ye... yes they just got here" I quickly say as I watch Mary pushing my sister in her wheelchair. A smile making its way to my face looking at my little sister.
"Okay, my girls better be safe now you hear?" He said, hearing the smile in his voice. "We will, I'll talk to you later dad... love you" waiting for a response. "I love you too, bye pumpkin"
I end the call and grab the umbrella running to Kelsey and Mary in attempt to keep Kelsey from getting drenched.
"Miss Claudia, I apologize for taking so long, when did you get home?" Mary asked as I handed her the umbrella and watched as she opened it whilst I started pushing Kelsey.
"An hour ago, it's Alright Mary. I'll take Kelsey from here" I say pushing my sister closer to the house as quick as I can to get her out of the rain. Once on the patio, the three of us stood there with droplets running down our faces. "Keep the umbrella Mary, this rain isn't going to stop anytime soon." I say lifting my sister out of her chair and placing her onto my hip. Mary pushed the chair inside after I walked into the house with Kelsey.
"Thank you ma'am" she says running into the house.
I look over at my, now six year old, sister and smile at the adorable smile she is giving me noticing her big eyes staring at me.
"Hello girly, did you have fun at the park today?" I ask her walking into the living room, laying her onto the sofa after kicking my bag off with one foot. Mary handed me a towel to dry Kelsey and myself off as she done the same, dabbing the towel on her skin.
Kelsey looks up at me smiling and starts making joyful sounds. I smile at her and give her a kiss on the head.
I scroll through the channels on the TV. Peppa pig, her favourite show, appears on the screen. As I watch Mary bows to me from the front door and listen to the loud bang of the door being closed.
Kelsey hasn't been introduced to the family because dad doesn't want to answer all the questions that follow after explaining Kelseys' medical history. She suffers from brain damage. Destruction or deterioration of brain cells, her words became senseless.
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A knock at the door has jolted my nerves, tense and afraid, my head shot up to looking at Kelsey expectantly. She's sound asleep, thank goodness. Relieved after overcoming my fears of her waking, lifting her gently in my arms I pass the front door. "Hold on!" I shout clenching at the idea of waking her, hoping that whoever's knocking would hear and stop. Taking Kelsey up to her room and tucking her into bed. I lay her on her bed, she pulls her teddy closer and snuggles it as best she can. Her brown hair falls softly against the pillow as she surrenders to comfort while her green eyes ridicule me gently.
"It's okay Kels. I'll be downstairs" I say give her a gentle kiss on her cheek. She smiles and closes her eyes once again drifting off to sleep.
I make my way down the stairs and hear another knock on the door. "I was busy! Can you not be patient?!" I snap opening the door to be greeted by emerald eyes, messy dark hair and muscular figure once again. This time he is no longer in clothes that scream 'I was at a funeral'. His dark blue Jean's hugging his legs, wearing his black sneakers and white tee complimented with a black leather jacket.
"What are you doing here? How do you know where I live? Again, what are you doing here?!" I say with each question getting louder. He looks at me with a smirk growing on his face. "Nice to see you too and Eddie told me where you live." He said putting his hands in his pockets, his smirk not once fading.
"You didn't answer my other question" I say irritated, glaring at his beautiful eyes.
"I wanted to talk to you... get to know you better." He said walking to the couches lined up against the house on the patio. He sat down and patted the empty seat next to him, almost tempted to fill that space beside him, instead I motion to the lonesome couch on the other side. Looking at him now it feels like I've met him somewhere before. Not talking about today at the funeral, some time before. His facial features oddly familiar.
"So Clauds, tell me something..." he starts but I interrupt him. "Who are you to Eddie?" I ask him looking for any lies in his eyes. "We met in primary school, we hang out a lot and when he told me his aunt died he asked if I'd join him for the funeral" he said simply, putting both his hands behind his head, watching as his body visibly relaxes.
"Okay you can leave now." I say crossing my arms over my chest, avoiding his beautiful eyes staring into mine.
He looks at me with disbelief running across his face but anger in his eyes. I shift uncomfortably on the couch and clear my throat as he continues to stare at me.
"Listen; there is no need to be bitchy. I just came here to apologize and hopefully be friends with you." He says standing now in front of me. I stand so we're face to face. More like my face to his chest. Uhg.
"You have a unusual way of apologizing" pushing past him, feeling that igniting feeling pass through my shoulder, and closing the front door behind me.
I don't need this random hot stalker guy coming into my life right now. I haven't had the chance to grieve over my mother after burying her today and now I have this shit...
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Dad got home a little after three am. I sat in the living room feeling disheartened and miserable about mom, an aching pain in my chest, missing her presence already. I can't help but feel like life just ended and all the pain that I have is going to be something I get used to and eventually be completely anaesthetized.
"Good morning pumpkin." he said filling the seat next to me on the couch. Honestly I didn't hear him come in and I guess it's because my thoughts took over all my other senses.
"Hey dad, did you have fun?" I ask leaning my head on his shoulder.
"Edward was asking for you almost every five minutes but other than that it was gloomy" he said letting out a loud sigh. Even a blind man would be able to see the hurt in his eyes.
"I miss her already" I whisper letting the tears fall. "I wish we could've done something about the cancer" I say almost choking on my tears.
"Everything will be okay pumpkin, you've still got me and your sister. I miss her too." He whispered back.
We sat there for thirty minutes with only the sound of our breathing filling the room. "I'm off to bed pumpkin" he said standing up and placing a kiss on my head. "Goodnight dad" I said watching him walk up the stairs until I could no longer see his feet.
I lie back onto the couch and let darkness fall over me.
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