When I met you.. ||(completed)||

Chapter 54

After reconciling with Ethan, our lives became normal again with no awkward conversations or distant replies. We texted each other all the time and called one another whenever we could, and it became a habit for us to sleep during calls.

Beth became busy with her freelance design work and she started spending less and less time with us which was to be expected but Brandon was the only one who always talked to her, cheered her up, helped her and all no matter the circumstances.

One last thing, I officially forbade Corey from coming to my house since Sean was there and I don't want him to be in danger, literally.

On a nice Friday afternoon, I was practicing dance while my parents were away on yet another business trip, it was honestly fine and I had no problem with it at all since I learned to like the independent life I had with them gone. I'm not saying I don't like my parents being around, in fact I miss them and call them all the time but I don't mind spending time alone which is almost impossible since Sean came.

"Jane!"

Speaking of the devil.

I reluctantly walked towards the kitchen when I saw Sean stuffing his face with food I made for him, he smiled and waved at me as soon as he saw me and I couldn't help but playfully roll my eyes at his childish behavior.

"So I have something to tell you, sorry for interrupting your dance practice" he said after he swallowed the big chunk of food he was chewing.

"I'm gonna leave tomorrow" he said in a serious tone.

I was baffled for a second, I didn't know what to do with this new and sudden piece of information handed to me.

"What? Why?" I asked, trying to sound as calm as possible.

"I need to sort out some things with the company and I can't keep working from afar, I need to show up there. The headquarters are in Paris I can't just stay here" he continued, his voice cold.

One thing I hated about Sean is that when he is in a situation that he doesn't like or in a situation that personally hurts him he shuts off his emotions and follows both but logic which I can't blame him for if he didn't act so cold and emotionless.

"I understand but our hometown is here, our friends are here, I am here" I said, my voice straining.

"A hometown is nothing to me, and those are your friends not mine. We can talk on the phone sometimes but I doubt that'd be possible, I'm a busy person after all" he said, standing up and looking me straight in the eye.

His blue eyes that once softened whenever they saw me, the ones that widened whenever I did something funny or weird and the ones who gleamed with fire and determination whenever I would challenge him to play video games with me were now as cold as stone.

Looking at them hurt me.

I looked at him in disbelief that soon turned to anger, I picked up the cup of water on the table and threw it his face, wetting his hair and clothes in the process.

He looked shocked and hurt for a second but I was too angry to notice or care.

"By all means, don't take your time" I said through gritted teeth.

I got up from the stool and looked at him one last time, throwing an angry glare at him.

"I wish you never showed up, it would've been better if I kept believing you were dead because you are not my brother, my brother would never belittle our hometown and the memories we shared here, the memories I finally remembered, the friends that cared for him greatly and his sister who would sacrifice anything to keep him safe and happy" I said, my voice breaking and my eyes welling and filling with tears threatening to escape.