Emmet:
"Do you want to come home?" Maximus asked on the call.
It had been a few hours since Helanie left with her mother. I hadn’t been able to fully come to terms with the fact that I blew it all up. I had come home after last night, locked myself in my room, and started drinking.
Azura knocked on the door a few times, but I didn’t respond. Just the thought of Azura being happy that Helanie was out of the way angered me. I didn’t want to see her face. I didn’t want her to have the satisfaction that just because Helanie was gone, she got to be with me now.
"No, I cannot," I said, holding a bottle in my hand, "It’s okay, Maximus. You can blame me for her leaving," I said, taking steady breaths.
"I’m not blaming you. I’m not accusing anyone. But I just want to remind you that the sole reason behind Helanie leaving is our mother. I know, I know, you always want to look into factual things. You always want solid facts. But let’s not forget, our mother isn’t completely innocent either. And I know Helanie’s mother has done some fucked-up things, but that was only to our mother. And the way she did it– I don’t know. If Helanie trusts her, I trust her."
I smiled at my brother. He was all grown up now, he was so confident, and now it seemed like he was also independent. He was making decisions without being influenced, and that was admirable.
But sadly, I could not be given the same luxury.
"I appreciate it, Maximus. You standing on her side, you giving me a chance to return. But there are some things that you will not understand. There are some things that I don’t understand about myself. So I need a moment to relax and understand what I’m doing. But don’t worry, I’ll stay in contact," I said, reassuring him that just because Helanie was gone didn’t mean I would cut my ties with him.
"You’re my little brother, and I love you a lot," I reminded him.
I heard him crack a little laugh, more like a laugh of relief. But I knew we were all dying inside. Helanie leaving us had left us in such a daze that we couldn’t heal from it.
"How is Norman?" I asked.
"I don’t know, man. He’s a mess. He won’t talk to any of us. He’s just standing in the backyard, probably thinking she’ll return," I heard Maximus’s voice crack a little, and it cracked my heart too.
It was all because of me. Even if he didn’t believe it, it was all because of me.
"Anyway, I’ll go take care of Dad. He’s not holding up well either. He’s not saying anything. So I don’t know if he’s upset that she didn’t tell him the truth or if he’s upset that she didn’t wait for him and left. I don’t know. It’s just like everyone is broken. And then there’s Charlotte’s mother. She’s missing. So that’s another issue. We need you here, brother. We really need you," Maximus said.
The tiredness in his voice made me wonder if Norman had not been able to be fully present for them. And I understood. I didn’t blame him.
"Okay. I’ll be coming back. Just give me a few days," I said, giving up on my ego and deciding to return.
I couldn’t just sit in the chair and expect everyone to believe that there were loose ends I needed to tie before accepting any blame. I needed to go back and put in the work, now more than ever.
"Thank you so much," Maximus said as he ended the call.
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