chapter two
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It's been a week since I arrived. I've spent nearly all that time with Ambrose developing a relationship with him. We have some kind of understanding now, a friendship even.
He's only left me home alone twice this week due to work emergency's. When ever he came home from those emergency's he seemed stressed but attempted a happy persona around me.
I could see how hard he was trying to make me feel welcomed.
"No, you can't come here"
I stopped at the bottom of the stairs after hearing Ambrose's voice. I could just about see him stood in the kitchen, his face was stern and voice was deadly.
"I told you already, No business comes to this house any longer"
I wondered who he was talking to, whoever it was, Ambrose clearly wasn't happy with them.
"I don't care how bad it is, sort it out somewhere else or so help me god-"
The tone of his voice held so much anger that he didn't even need to finish that threat.
"Goodbye Zander"
He threw the phone onto the worktop before angrily placing both hands on the same work top and dropping his head forward releasing a loud huff.
"Those dimwits" he muttered
"Everything okay?" I ask stepping into the kitchen
He quickly spun around so he could face me. His lips turned into a smile but his eyes told a different story. What ever had happened was clearly bothering him.
"Yeah, of course. Just...work"
"Sounds stressful"
"Yeah it can be when I have to work with total idiots"
I laughed at his remark hoping to lighten the mood. He released a very short laugh before turning to the oven.
"Right dinner, you set the table"
I did as I was told and set the table as Ambrose brought over the food. Throughout the week I had learned that he was actually a good cook.
"So I thought it would be good for you to start school next week" he began
I choked on the food that I only half done chewing.
"School?"
What the hell did he mean start school?
He dropped the fork onto the plate and huffed.
"I'm guessing mother didn't tell you that you'd be moving schools"
"No, she never mentioned such a thing. I'm only staying here a few months though..."
Ambrose looked up to my eyes without muttering a word. He was letting me process what was actually going on.
My mother had lied to me, it was never supposed to be only a few months. I'm staying here for good.
"Oh... I suppose it make sense now"
Ambrose was looking at me with a mix of guilt and sorrow. He clearly knew more then I did.
"You're kind of stuck with me Ayanna"
He was trying his best to ease my sadness, but it was hard to comfort a person that you aren't exactly close with.
"Why am I here Ambrose?"
"It's just the right thing for you right now" he spoke
"but why? why is this suddenly happening?"
"Because you're safe here Ayanna"
His words surprised me. Safe? what the hell was that supposed to mean.
"what-"
Ambrose cut me off before I could ask any more questions. It was clear he didn't want to answer them, just like our mother didn't.
"Eat before the food gets cold"
I looked down to the plate but my appetite had gone. My own mother lied to me and now not even my brother will enlighten me with the whole truth.
"I'm not hungry anymore" I whispered
I heard Ambrose huff before he ran a hand through his hair.
"Look Ayanna-"
This time I cut him off.
"I thought that you could at least give me a straight honest answer since my own mother couldn't"
I stared at him while internally hoping that he would just allow me some type of knowledge or truth but instead he just shuck his head.
"Well I guess I was wrong about both of you"
I stood from my seat and rushed for the stairs. I couldn't be around him right now, I needed my own space.
Turns out the only person that didn't keep things from me was myself.
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