ADIRA'S HEART

CHAPTER 3

The drive home was a quiet one, both father and son sat side by side at the back, Emerson was on his phone while his son glued his eyes outside watching through the window," why didn't you tell me about the bullying?", Emerson asked his eyes still on his phone," it is not important, they were just looking for trouble,and I do not have that to give" , " so you let them beat you up ?", " this is the first time they got physical sir", Emerson ticked ,it was clear he was getting irritated, "you have to start standing up for yourself, you're eighteen and still letting your mates get the best of you, I didn't raise a weak child", Emerson's voice was dropping with each sentence, his son's body visibly stiffened

and he knew he went too far but he couldn't help it, the stress from work and the fact that he he still has not been able to get the person who killed his wife or know the reason she was shot was getting to him."I don't want to fight , didn't want to trouble you", Emmett replied in a quiet voice, " you told me not to cause trouble remember?, that is what i have been doing, keeping low , minding my business, ignoring them, acting like their words do not get to me", his voice was solemn,one could feel the dispair, sadness and anger in those words," all my life , I have been treated differently by people,I do not have friends,they all want something from me, no noe genuinely cares for me dad,I live alone with no one,I don't play games , I want to but I cannot why?, because I get tackled and injured intentionally,I am an object of ridicule because I come from a wealthy family I get picked on by one or the other because I didn't do something for them", at this rate , his voice was getting louder it was like he was talking to his mate or peer and not his dad, but he didn't care he needed to vent, everything was too much, his mum was gone , his confidant and best friend was gone, he didn't know how to deal with that kind of grief, felt like part of him died three months ago with his mum in that hall. "mum is gone, she's never coming back, mum was shot,why was she shot?", his question was met with silence, "I thought as much", he went back to silently watching them drive by cars while his dad tried to apologize and explain himself.

Back home , he didn't wait for the valet, Emmett opened the door n let himself out, but proper home training made him stop and greet the workers occasionally on his way upstairs, he didnt want to talk to his dad, he just wanted to go back to his room to cry, shout ,scream, break things or whatever it is one does to calm himself, the pent up anger, dispair and sadness was threatening to break through and he didn't want to lose himself in front of his dad who already thinks the worse of him. He closed the door to his room a bit carelessly cause he really didn't care, stripped off his clothes and got into the shower where his screams and cries were muffled by the sound of the shower, he sat on the floor crying his heart out, he missed her dearly, his mum was everything to him, he admired and respected his father but he loved, cherished and adored her, she was the best thing that happened to him, she always dotted on him, she cooked, cleaned after him regardless of the fact that they had helpers to do that, she was attentive and supportive, she was encouraging and loving, sh was everything to him. He couldn't believe his dad was not trying his best to find the killer, he was beginning to despise the hero he deeply admired and looked up to all the time, he screamed his heart out,cried his eyes out pleading to get her back, at this moment he was ready to sacrifice anything at all just to get her back.He kept hitting his head against the tilled wall, he felt like he was the only one mourning his mum, she was gone ,like gone for real, never coming back and everyone was back to living their lives like nothing big happened, he kept crying and hitting himself until he got tired and dizzy..

Emerson was in study, deep in thoughts, there was still no information about his wife's demise, he had nothing, nothing at all even the private investigator he hired was crappy, he had to fire his ass, he was frustrated and tired, he was furious, he was sad, he was devastated, all he had was the Information on the bullet and type of gun fired, one thing was for sure, it was a sniper's doing but who?, why?, all these questions keep him up at night along with the fact that he couldn't sleep in his room since he shared it with his wife, they have never slept apart, except when he traveled for work or something else but it never lasted more than a couple days, three at most, he was reaching his breaking point and he was still clueless, his inlaws, Sofia's siblings especially her brothers were at his throat, demanding answers going as far as accusing him of murdering his own wife to completely take over the joint business, he didn't know he was her next of kin and sole beneficiary instead of their son. Emerson let out a loud sigh, he was so tired, he covered his face with his hand , everything was falling apart since her death, his relationship with his son was depreciating and he can't even make it better, he neither had the strength nor know how to do that,he really needed her... His phone buzzed with a message, it was Isabella, his late wife's little sister and the youngest sibling, she was checking up on him and letting him know she's always there for him, he let out another sigh, honestly he was not ready for her antics, Isabella always had a thing for him and still does, he knew about it considering she was the reason he met his beloved, he met Isabella when he went to Italy to visit his family, both him and his brother are not close to his Italian side of the family because they her his mum's and are not directly related , it was his grandmother's direct and close family before she got married to an American and birthed his mum who passed that side to him. He always tried to visit and check in on them once in a while even tho it was rare and mostly did it when business took him to Italy or close. He met Isabella on one of those rare visits, her tire had issues and he helped from there they got close, she liked him and he did too but not like she did him, he saw her like a younger sister as she was ten years younger than him, although Isabella saw no problem with the age gap, he did, so he distanced himself and tried to just be friends and help whenever, until he met Sophia, the love of his life, he knew he hurt Isabella , but he didn't see any future together with her, and he'd forever be grateful for giving him the chance to meet his beloved wife but he didn't harbor any feelings for her. Since the death of his wife,she has been acting suspicious, offering to take care of him and his son, asking to come over for comfort ,it was absurd and he turned all offers down, he was not ready to deal with s**t yet, he wanted his wife's killer found and he wanted to know why she was taken away from them like that....

Emmett woke in his bed, covered with blankets,he remembered feeling dizzy while in the shower, his eyes caught a big figure slouched on the couch beside his bed, it was his dad, he sighed in relief, grateful it was not one of the workers who found him because he will be dead embarrassed if it was so, he was still embarrassed by the fact that his dad did that but it was better compared to a stranger doing it, he'd definitely die of embarrassment if that was the case, a snore brought him to reality and he smiled, never heard his father snore, he wouldn't believe it if he was told , it was kinda funny tho, just then, his eyes locked with his dad's and he froze, his father stared at him for some minutes before glancing at the wall clock then back at him," you slept off in the shower" ,he stared and immediately Emmett started apologizing,he knew he was wrong to do that, " it is fine to mourn your mother son, " Emerson stated, "but do not lose yourself in doing that, I know I look tough and strong, but it's a front, I am trying to be strong for you, for all of you, I loved your mother so much, I really do ,and I miss her too, but I can't fall apart now, not now that I am responsible for you, you can not do that to me, you can not let yourself go son" , he paused and let out a loud sigh,"I know you hate me right now, I know why too, but I am trying my best, I do not know why your mother died , and I am trying my very best to see that I get all the answers I need ,I fired my private investigator today, Emmett's eyes visibly widened, he did not know his father hired a pi, "and I am currently searching for a competent one, in the mean time please take care of yourself, I will tighten the security starting tomorrow and moving the body guards to one if the buildings in the compound,we still do not know why your mum was taken from us ,but I want to protect you, I failed to protect your mother, I will not lose my son too", his let his emotions show for the first time since his wife's death and Emmett could see the pain, fatigue and sorrows eminent in his father's features,it felt like he aged a thousand years and at that moment, he vowed to help his father as best as he could, " am sorry dad ,I guess I was so caught up in my little world that I didn't think of you, you knew mum longer and you loved her before you both had me, I should have thought of that, I lost a mother but you lost a companion,a wife, a friend and a soulmate,I should have considered how u felt all this time", his father cut him off with a hug, a very tight comforting hugged and the water works continued... Emerson made sure his son had a bodyguard around while he played detective after work, finding ways to uncover the mystery behind his wife's demise, he knew he had rivals in the business world, but none would go far to murder his wife, he had enemies but not dangerous ones, the ones he made would go after his business, not his wife, so he was genuinely confused, he didnt know if it was his wife they were after or him and his son, whoever they were but he would get to the bottom of it, could it be her personal enemy?, these questions often kept him up at night and also distracted him but he was satisfied his son was okay and that was enough atleast for now.