“Any day,” they both said simultaneously. We all laughed but it was short lived.
“Do you think he’ll come back?” I asked; my throat catching.
“Of course he will,” said Diana.
“You just have to give him time. You gave him quite a shock. He just has to change his plans. That’s all,” said Joseph with a shrug.
“What plans?” I asked.
Joseph gave a weak chuckle. “Don’t even humans have a plan for their life? What they want to accomplish,” He said rhetorically.
They were being so nice to me. I thought they would be mad. After all it was my fault that their brother left. I was such a horrible person I should be put to the guillotine.
“When do you think he’ll come back?”
“I don’t know Kylie. I don’t know.” Diana said.
I looked at Joseph and saw the wet spot on his shirt. “I’m sorry I spit on you, Joseph.” He looked down at his shirt like he hadn’t even noticed.
“It’s fine,” He laughed. “I guess I deserved it after all the things I said to you. But I was only joking,” He chuckled.
“Yeah I guess you did deserve it,” I smiled grimly.
I hugged them both. “Do you guys mind . . .? I need some alone time.” I saw them exchange a glance.
“I guess that would be all right, just don’t do anything stupid,” said Diana.
“I won’t.”
They got up and left. Diana poked her head back through the door. “If you need anything we’re right down the hall. Joseph’s room is the door next to mine on the right.” Diana said. I nodded as she closed the door.
I counted to twenty in my head. Then I started crying. I had been holding back while they were here but now I let the tears fall willingly. I curled myself into a ball on the bed. Why did he have to leave? How could he do this to me? I loved him. I thought he loved me too. We’re soul mates! Why does everyone always leave me! My dad left, my brothers, my mom, and now Jonathon. How could this be happening again? It’s not fair! It’s just not fair! Why does everybody hate me? I thought as the tears came harder than before; if that were possible. Was I such a burden on everyone that they all left me?
I let out a choking sob that caused me to lose my breath. I cried harder.
I was vaguely aware of the door opening. I was engulfed in cold but soothing arms and long blonde hair stuck to my wet face. Diana had heard like the whole house probably had.
“It’s okay my sister just let the tears come freely.”
“Why does everyone hate me?” I sobbed repeatedly.
“Nobody hates you,” She repeated to quiet me as she stroked my hair to soothe me. She was sitting Indian style on the bed and had moved my head so it was resting on her leg like a pillow.
After what seemed like forever I pulled myself into a sitting position. I wiped at the last tears on my face. I knew my face and eyes were red and puffy.
“I’ll tell you what. How about I fix you a nice, hot, relaxing bubble bath?”
I nodded my consent. A bath would be nice.
I sat in the warm water contemplating how my life had turned out this way. A couple more tears leaked out but other than that I just sat there.
I got out a put on the night gown Diana had left for me. It came up to me neck and glided down to the floor. It looked like something out of the Victorian era.
I settled myself into bed when there was a light knock on the door. “Come in,” I said. Diana stepped inside. “Now you knock,” I said.
She came over to stand next to the bed. She was dressed in a night gown almost identical to the one I was wearing.
“I thought maybe I could stay the night with you.”<