Chapter One
Emily
I had that dream again.
The one where I was thirteen again, sitting in the backseat, engrossed in my favorite game, Sniper Assassin, on my tablet while my parents laughed and shared jokes in the front.
"You turn me on!"Esther chortled in excitement, her laughter filling the air as she and my father sang along to Michael Jackson's "The Way You Make Me Feel"-my mother's favorite song. She always said it reminded her of him.
Though my dad focused on the road, he still managed to dance in his seat to the beat.
It was a lovely sight to behold, one I would never forget anytime soon. I could smell the familiar scent of lavender and cinnamon that clung to her clothes. Her laughter resounded in the car.
The time was almost ten o'clock, my parents loved late-night drives. The only light on the street was coming from the headlights and billboards. I was supposed to feel scared but being with my parents made me feel loved and protected, nothing in the world would harm me as long as I was with them.
All of a sudden the car stopped moving. My mom and dad exchanged a look before my mum reached out to unbuckle my seatbelt, her hands trembling. " Hey Emmy," She whispered, her voice barely audible. " Me and Daddy are going out on a little vacation and we need you to stay with Uncle Rob and his family for a little while, okay?"
I looked up at her in confusion, " Why can't I come along?"
"Honey, children are not allowed, it's an adult thing."
"I'm not a child anymore mom, I'm thirteen,"
My dad stared back at me, smiling at me in amusement."You are still my baby girl."
I rolled my eyes, my mum leaned closer to kiss my forehead. " I promise we will come back soon okay? Uncle Rob is going to take care of you and also you would be with Maya, your best cousin."
" don't argue with your Aunt Gianna either!" my dad added
"I'm not a troublemaker, I just want to be around you and Mom, why must I always stay back?"
She kissed my forehead, her eyes glowing in the dark. "Sometimes, honey, we have to do things we don't understand. You'll be safe. Just remember that we love you. Always."
I got out of the car, finding myself in front of my uncle's house a frown spread across my face. My parents were in the car and they waved at me.
Then, suddenly, they were gone. I watched the car pull away, my heart racing as I stood there, alone. It was only a few minutes later that I heard the screeching of tires and the metallic crunch, a sound that still haunted me. I ran toward the scene, screaming for them, only to see the car catch fire.
I sat up in my bed, gasping, soaked in my sweat. My heart was thumping in my chest, and it took me a moment to remember where I was. I was no longer that helpless little girl. I was twenty-one, and today I had to catch a flight to New York City to see my mom and my uncle Robert.
I took a quick peek at the clock, and I froze. I was an hour late.
"Emily! You idiot!" I muttered to myself as I leaped out of my bed dragging my feet to the bathroom, splashing after on my face, then brushing my teeth. I hit the shower and in record time I was done.
I slipped into a black dress and a brown leather jacket, tying my brown hair back in a ponytail. Within minutes, I was ready to head to the airport. Glancing in the mirror, I smiled. "Today's a good day. I'll finally see my mom after so many years. I hope Dad's proud of me up in heaven." I checked out of my hotel room and, luckily, made it just in time to board.
Once the plane took off, I tried to settle down, the roar of the engines and the steady hum around me oddly comforting. I closed my eyes, as my mind began to drift back to the nightmare I had earlier this morning, my parents' laughter fading in and out in my memory, like whispers carried away by the wind.
No matter how much time has passed by, they were still with me in a way, I could feel their spirit hovering around protecting me from evil incidents.
No matter how much time passed, they were still with me in a way, haunting the quiet spaces of my mind.
When the plane touched down in New York City, I took a deep breath as I looked around the streets of New York City, and instantly it felt nostalgic, it felt like home.
This was it-the beginning of a new chapter. I was going to start a new life just like I promised my father. I pulled out my phone and dialed Uncle Robert's number.
"Hello, uncle!"
"Emily! You made it safely?" He asked, his tone not very excited.
"Yes uncle, I just landed," I replied trying to sound cheerful. " A Lot has changed here, you said the chauffeur would pick me up right?"