♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️
THEME: {Where do I belong??}
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
?Don’t Copy Or Repost?
❣️Episode 05❣️
?Gwen’s pov?
I looked at my room for the last time before locking it. Today is my last day here in this apartment where I’ve been living with my mom since I was born.
It was my last day here in Boston where I had considered my home, my life and my happiness.
I dragged my luggage behind me as I descended the stairs, looking very depressed and unhappy.
I thought it was every mother’s dream to see her child healthy and happy…but why was my own case different? Why was there no emotions in my mother’s face? Tsk, why was I even thinking? How will there be emotions on her face when she was the one practically shipping me off to an unknown land called Brooklyn?
“I’m ready.” I said to them as I got to the last step.
“Alright then.” Dad said as he collected my luggage from me. “Um, I will leave you both to talk.” With that, he walked away.
Neither mom nor I said a word to each other for about two minutes…I hate being in an awkward position, especially with my mom so I decided to break the silence.
“Is this really what you want?” I was curious, okay? I can’t read the expression on her face and that’s why I decided to ask her,,,no big deal!
She stayed quiet for a while before saying. “It’s for the best, Gwen.”
“You mean shipping me off to Brooklyn is for the best? Mom!” I wasn’t an emotional person. In fact I hate crying and mom knows that one fact about me.
According to her the last time I cried was when I clic-ked three years old and truth be told… I’ve never actually cried.
I might be sad sometimes, I might be angry, depressed, unhappy…name every emotion you know but I’ve never for once cried. Never.
And come to think of it, mom was like that too. She rarely cried.
“Brooklyn is your father’s home, Gwen and that automatically makes it your home.” She pointed out.
I was going to see if I could persuade her once again into changing her mind but it was obviously pointless.
No matter how ha-rd I try to make things clear with her, she definitely won’t change her mind and make me stay so what’s the point of pleading? What’s the point of hoping?
“I should get going then or dad and I will be late for our flight.” I swallowed hard, letting out a de-ep sigh.
She glance throu-ghmy dressing then shook her head, looking away from my face.
She was disappointed… disappointed with the fact that I didn’t change my dress. And for once in my life, I don’t care about what she feels.
“You can go now, Gwen.” She said not even looking at me.
Was this the best way to leave? I mean, how can I just leave without at least hugging my mom or biding her goodbye…smiling?
How can I leave with the atmosphere like this?
“Bye mom.” I leaned towards her and ki-ssed her on her right cheek before walking away.
I walked out of the house to see dad, leaning against a cab while scrolling throu-ghhis phone.
I went closer to him and tapped him on his shoulder. “I’m ready now.”
He turned off his phone and dropped it inside his pocket. “How about your mom?”
“She clearly doesn’t want to see me off,” I shrugged. “I guess her conscience is already judging her.”
“Gwendo…” I quickly cut him off.
“Let’s just go, dad. You don’t want to miss your important meeting back home because of me.” I smiled, clambering into the cab.
Dad huffed, rounding the cab then got in as well.
The taxi driver started the car and drove off. I looked back home, hoping to at least see my mother staring after us but she wasn’t…she didn’t even come out to wave me goodbye.
Was I really awful? Was I really a bad child which she regret having? I wondered.
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Soon I was on a flight to New York City with my father by my side. I dug out my phone and searched on the country…hey, don’t give me that look, I’m very curious. okay?
No doubt it was a big town. Quite bigger than Boston which possibly means, you aren’t everyone’s business like back home in Boston.
I was going to turn my phone off when a message popped in by Eddie.
Ed♥️♥️♥️?: Gwen, where are you?:-). I couldn’t even give my friends a final goodbye. I didn’t even see them for the last time… I just vanished.
Will they ever remember me? No, the question here should be, will I ever return back home?
Me❣️❣️: I’m sorry guys, I won’t be able to race with you guys for the last time. I’ve left Boston with dad… right now on a flight to New York City. I’m really sorry for leaving like this?:-)
Me❣️❣️: Wait, what does that emoji means?:-)
Ken??✌️: You need to learn how to express your emotions, girl. fu-ck, we will miss you so much:-)
Ed♥️♥️♥️?: ????, those are the right emojis to use to express your current emotion, tomboy:-)
I laughed as I read the chat. God, why is life all about goodbyes? Why can’t we be with the ones we love forever? Why is forever impossible?
Me❣️❣️: Tomboy? Call me that again and die⚒️:-)
Nathan?️?️?: She got the right emojis this time around?:-)
“Here,” Dad handed over a glas-sof orange juice to me, smiling.
“Thanks.” I mirrored his facial expressions, collecting the glas-sfrom him.
“I can see you are having fun with your friends.”
“How did you know I was chatting with my friends?” I asked, taking a sip from the juice.
“If it isn’t your friends then is it your mother?”
I clic-ked my tongue, taking another gulp then dropped the glas-son the table beside me. “I miss them, dad.”
“I know, dear and I know for a fact that they are going to miss you also… including your mom.”
“I believe you for the first but I doubt for the latter.”
He laughed softly, reaching out to hold my hand. “Your mom loves you, you know that right?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know what to believe, dad? Aside from shipping me off to New York, she couldn’t even see me off to the airport….She didn’t look at me as I was leaving the house…she didn’t wave at me as I drove away.”
Dad sighed. “She just…she wants to let you go and the only way she could do that is by looking away.”
“Mom hates me.” I said in finality.
“Hey, don’t say that. Your mom doesn’t hate you…she loves you so much, trust me. She’s just…trying to be a mom.”
I knitted my brows in confusion. “Trying to be a mom?”
“Every mom are bond to make mistake while bringing up a child…they are imperfect although, they don’t see it but people around them does. To her, she did the right thing by ‘shipping you off’,” We both chuckled. “But sooner or later, she will realize her mistake.”
“You think this was a mistake?” I questioned.
“Of course not. Can I tell you a secret?” I nodded my head. “I’m very excited with the fact that you are coming home with me.”
“Dad!” I laughed.
“What, isn’t a father allowed to spend some quality time with his daughter? Isn’t a father allowed to showoff his home to her?” He winked.
“Of course, he’s allowed.” I winked back and we both started laughing.
I turned off my phone and dropped it back inside my pocket, placing my head over my father’s shoulder.
“But never forget this,,,your mother loves you so much.”
“But I will miss Boston. My friends, school, neighbors…I will miss everyone. And how can I possibly cope in New York? I don’t have any friends. I practically don’t know anyone!” I explained.
“You know me, sweetheart.” I gave him the I’m_not_talking_about_that look. “In life you have to meet new people and make new friends… that’s what makes life more interesting.” He sighed. “But if you don’t still like New York within three months, I promise to take you back home to Boston regardless of what your mother thinks or do.”
“Thanks dad.” I smiled. “Dad,” I called in a more serious tone. “Do you think of me as an embarra-ssment? Do you think I should dress more like a lady?”
I dropped a ki-ss at the top of my head, wrapping his arms around my body. “I love you with the way you are, baby. And hey, I don’t have to get worried about my daughter not being able to protect herself from bullies.”
I smiled. “Yeah right! I can handle them myself.”
“But, promise you will always look out for yourself first? Promise you won’t hurt yourself in anyway? Promise you won’t go around fighting people unless it’s self defense?”
“I promise, dad.”
“Good.” He ki-ssed me at the top of my head again. “Now go to sleep, I will wake you up when we get to the airport, okay?”
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?Brenden’s pov?
“Good morning,” I greeted, sitting down beside Alexis at the dinning table.
“Good morning dear.” Mom replied cheerfully, putting down my plate of food in front of me. “How was your night?”
“Not bad.” I stated with a shrug of my shoulder. “How about yours?”
She smiled. “With your father by my side…it was awesome.”
Alexis scrunched up her face. “Eww mom, you don’t have to give us the details.”
Mom chuckles softly. “It’s you with the dirty mind, young lady. I never said anything.”
“How are my two most favorite people doing?” Dad walked into the room, smiling. He dropped a ki-ss at the top of Alexis head and ki-ssed mom on her li-ps before sitting down at the head of the table.
“We are doing great, honey.” Mom responded. “Are you done with the phone call?”
“I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t over.” He reasoned out, grabbing a glas-sof pineapple juice and sipped from it.
“True.” Mom agreed. “Anyway, let’s eat now or else you both would be late for school.” She said to Alexis and I.
We started eating quietly. Neither dad nor I have said a word to each other and honestly I prefer it this way,,,it was better to ignore each other’s presence than to start up a fight.
Just when I thought this morning will go by smoothly…he spoke up and no, he wasn’t talking to Mom nor Alexis but rather to me.
“Return home from school on time, I will like to introduce you to someone.” He said, taking a bite from the fried chicken.
“Someone? Who?” Mom voiced out my thought.
“Just a business partner.” He replied. “I might have a useless son but nothing changes the fact that he still have my blood running throu-ghhis vein.”
“Eric.” Mom called sternly, giving him the don’t_start_now look.
He sighed, looking at me. “Be home by 2pm. Don’t be late.”
“Hmm.” I hummed, lowering my gaze to the b-arely untouched food in front of me.
Why does my life have to be this way? Why does he hate me this much? Did I offend him in any way?
“Oh, I knew about your deceit last night.” He exclaimed, frowning at me.
“My deceit?” I repeated, confusedly.
“You didn’t go out to get drink…you left home because you never wanted to welcome me.” He said.
“Dad, can we just eat?” Alexis quickly cuts in, placing her hand over mine und-erneath the table as if trying to calm me down. “Mom, the food is really delicious.” She said, changing the subject.
“Uh…I wasn’t the one who prepared the food, Lexi.” Mom corrected, making the atmosphere even more awkward.
“Oh.” Alexis clic-ked her tongue, lowering her gaze in embarra-ssment.
“But you are right though, the food is really delicious. What do you think, honey?”
Dad shrugged. “Not bad. Tessy have been a really good cook right from the moment she started working here.”
“You are right.”
Dad look back at me again. “Your teacher told me what…”
Alexis quickly stood up to her feet, pulling me up as well. “We are late for school, we should get going.”
“But it’s just 7:15am.” Dad pointed out.
“Yeah but we have to be in school before 7:30, dad. Besides we are done eating.” She laughed nervously.
Mom and Dad stared down at our food which we b-arely touched, especially mine.
“Sweetheart, you b-arely touched your food.” Dad said to Alexis.
“You too, dear.” Mom said to me. “Just…”
“We are full, right Brenden?” Alexis tugged at me, giving me the play_along look.
I really need this escape or I will end up saying shit to this man seated away from me.
“Right.”
“You see,” Alexis giggled, picking up her bag and mine as well. “We should get going now.”
“Alright then,,,I will send your allowance money to you, okay?”
“You can send it to Brenden’s account.”
“And when did you start keeping your money in his account? How about yours?” Dad asked.
“I…I just want you to send the money to him, besides you are sending it for the both of us, right?”
Dad hesitate for a while before shrugging his shoulder. “Fine.”
Wait, was his intention to send just Alexis’s allowance? You have got to be kidding me!
He did some transaction, minutes later my phone dinged, I glanced down at it to see an alert of 50,000dollars.
“25each.” He explained drily, not looking at me.
“Thanks.” I muttered und-er my breath.
“Thank you, daddy!” Alexis squealed, ki-ssing him on his cheek, laughing. “I love you.”
“Love you more, baby.” He said to her, smiling.
When has he ever given me that look? The look of love, care and und-erstanding? When has he ever told me he loves me? When has he ever smiled at me? Never.
“Bye!” Alexis waved at the both of them, walking towards the exit door while pulling me along.
Finally, we were out of the house. I let out a de-ep breath I didn’t even realize I’ve been holding in.
Alexis glanced at me. “Are you okay?” She was looking at me, worriedly.
“Is there any moment when I’m never fine?” I teased, walking towards my black sport car.
She trailed after me. “You have to stop pretending to be okay, Brenden. I know you are not fine.”
“I’m fine, trust me. But,” I stick out my index finger on the air. “Don’t ever lie for my sake.”
“Lie for your sake? What are you talking about?”
“We were not asked to come to school by 7:30.” I pointed out.
She laughed, waving her hands off. “I didn’t lie for your sake, idiot. It was for my sake.”
“What?”
She took out her phone and waved it at my face. “Rowan is heading towards here to pick me up for school.” We suddenly heard a loud honk from outside the gate. “He’s here!” She giggled, walking away.
“If only your father can really see you for who you are.” I muttered und-er my breath, opening the door to my car.
She laughed. “He will love me more.” She winked, walking out of the gate.
Neither mom nor dad knows about Alexis’s relationship with Rowan…they don’t even know about the expensive car and phone she got for him.
Tsk, my baby sister is madly in love with that guy and I will kill somebody son if he dares hurt her or breaks her heart. I swear.
I clambered into my car, turned on the engine and drove off.
Come to think of it, which business partner does father want to introduce me to? And how important is this person?
There’s only one way to find that out, I guess….
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?Alexis’s pov?
“Hey girlfriends!” I laughed, clambering into the car with a smile on my face.
Kathy frowns at me. “You can’t keep ordering for us as if we are Uber.”
“Come on, I just want to go to school with my friends, is that a crime?” Pearl started the car and drove away from the house.
“It’s a very big crime if this ‘friend’ has her own car!” Pearl stated.
“Don’t mind her.” Kathy rolled her eyes, dramatically.
I turned around to see Brenden driving behind us, a smile appeared across my face as I saw him…I love it when he’s happy.
He’s happiness means a lot to me. Truth be told, I didn’t lie for my sake but rather for his.
Rowan never told me he was coming over but I called my best friends instead to get me to school.
I didn’t want to watch Brenden and dad fight like usual and I know that dad was already provoking Brenden and that was the reason why I had to interrupt or things would have gotten pretty messy in there.
Dad and Brenden were the most important men in my life,,,I love them both and I wish they could just make up and start acting like every father and son!
Was that too much for me to ask?
I sat upright, leaning my head against the headrest of the car with a smile on my face.
I love my brother so much and nothing….I repeat nothing will ever come in between the both of us _and that’s a promise_
****To Be Continued****