Sadly Engaged

(Emily's Point of View)

Flashback

My brother stroked my head as I sobbed into his chest clutching on for dear life trying to hide the tears away. He whispered comforting words before pulling me away to check me over for bruises. He placed a hand on my cheek making me wince slightly, pulling away from the sensation.

I had been trying to talk to my little sister like countless times before, but it had ended worse than most of the other times. The four-year old had quite the distaste for her older sister, and while normally she would just punch me this time, she found rocks and sticks to use in her retaliation.

She began to scream words at me that I could only assume she had heard my mother say like, 'Dirty Child' and 'Idiot.' I had tried to walk away from her not wanting to be berated by the smallest member of our family, but she ended up jumping on my back with a stick in her hand.

Still I didn't strike back a single time until she brought my brother and mother into the conversation. I threw her onto the grass pining her down to the ground telling her to never attack my loved ones. She kicked and screamed while pulling at my hair, yet still I didnt strike back at her.

I knew Mich would never want me to hurt our little sister, especially for defending him. Eventually our parents yanked me off the girl quickly checking to make sure that she was unharmed before sending a menacing glare my way.

After recalling the tale to Mich he just let me cry back into his chest, upset that I had parents that only cared about their little golden girl. He stroked his fingers through my hair while bringing out the book that always helped us when we were upset.

I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. I took my head out of his chest and brought my eyes to the pages of the book, putting my hand on the pages.

The answers are all here Sista.

End of flashback...

I made my way to the ring that laid at the bottom of my carry-on along with my other memories. I placed my phoenix necklace from Nate around my neck, it hung lower than the locket that I placed on next. This time they were no longer my protection from the things beating me down but a reminder.

"Maybe I was too quick to give up on you God." I looked up towards the ceiling with a soft smile, I knew I had done wrong throughout my life trying to find pleasure in other things. Yet still I had someone in my corner, my brother was right for once.

A ringing sound brought me out of my thoughts and my head jerked towards the sound, the couch glowed softly drawing me in. I lunged towards it just as the ringing stopped, but I gathered the phone in my hands turning it over.

There were several missed calls from Normand trying to talk about the hotel, I scrambled my mind trying to remember if I had ever learned his six digit password. First I typed in both of our birthdays only for it to be wrong both times, and then I remembered his words that morning.

"But the you walked into my office on that fateful day and I knew there was no way I would let you slip through my fingers again."

I went through the days trying to remember when that day was, with no doubt in my mind I knew that the date was the code for the phone. I checked my own phone trying to count the days coming up with November 7th, 2018.

I quickly put in the numbers '1 1 0 7 1 8' screaming in delight as the phone unlocked, and I almost dropped it in the process. I went through his calls trying to see any calls he could have taken during the time between his confession and the second time I woke up.