Chapter Fourteen "Caught"

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An Hour Later...

I sat on my bed curled up in a ball, crying.

My Mom did the exact thing I knew she would do if she knew Ethan was visiting me. She threw Ethan out and told him to never contact me again, took my phone and screamed at me about how dangerous and stupid it was to let him visit.

I felt so guilty. I got Ethan in deep trouble from Mom and now I'm questioning if Garret still has a job.

I sat, looking out my window, wiping the tears of my cheeks, listening to the argument that was going on downstairs.

Mom: (Screaming at Garret) YOU HAD ONE JOB! I TOLD YOU TO KEEP MY DAUGHTER SAFE AND YOU LET AN OUTSIDER SIT IN THE SAME ROOM AS HER! SHE COULDV'E BEEN DEAD!

Garret: (Shouts back) Well here's the thing, Meghan...You always leave the house! You go and visit your parents! You come in here from the outside so what is the difference of having Ethan here?!

Mom: (Screams) ARE YOU SERIOUSLY TRYING TO ARGUE AGAINST ME?!

Garret: (Shouting louder) ANSWER MY QUESTION-

Mom: (Screams) NO GARRET, WHY DON'T YOU ANSWER MINE?! ARE YOU COMPLETELY OUT OF YOUR MIND?! I DON'T CARE THAT SHE ASKED YOU, YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO KEEP HER FROM DYING! GOD KNOWS HOW MANY DECEASES SHE HAS CAUGHT!

Garret: (Starting to sound upset) She has been stuck in this house her whole life! For once I just wanted to do something real for her...I wanted to give her possibly something to live for...And now you've took that ONE person that makes her feel like she's outside away from her! (Well said Garret! We stan🥰)

It suddenly went quiet. I climbed off my bed and crept downstairs. I think Garret deserves an apology from me.

Mom: (Growls angrily to Garret) Get out...

Garret: (Shouts) Seriously Meghan-

Mom: (Screams) GET OUT AND NEVER COME BACK! YOU'RE FIRED!

Emily: (Shocked and upset) Mom, no!

I stood in the kitchen doorway, almost crying again at Mom's words.

Emily: (Starts to cry) This is all my fault! Garret doesn't deserve to be fired! Please don't do this! (Looks at Garret) Garret...he's like the father I've never had and has helped me so much in ways a Dad would...

His eyes lit up and a small sweet smile played on his lips. He seemed so proud that he made me feel this way.

I gave him a weak smile and turned back to my Mom who was about to burst at me. Before she can thought, I cut her off.

Emily: (Crying) I'm sorry that I've caused this. So go on, smash up my phone...ground me to my room for days, it's not like I can really leave it...don't let Ethan talk to me again if that's what you want...but DON'T punish Garret who has always been there for me and listened to me probably more than you have...

I started to get angry.

Emily: (Starting to shout) You are always so worked up on my illness but you never take a moment to actually think about my feelings! You're right, my health is important...I'm an adult. I should be leaving home, going off to college. I should be falling in love. I should be travelling the world but because of SCID I'm going nowhere in life. (Sighs) But I'm more than that...I have feelings and emotions, like a normal person. (Starts to cry again) I asked for Ethan to start visiting because he made me feel normal. He got contaminated just like you do when you come from the outside. What's the difference?...

Garret and Mom stared at me, shocked. I think she started to feel guilty now, yet she still continued to ruin everything even more by saying:

Mom: (Sighs) Garret, please go get your stuff.

Emily: (Shouts, crying) Are you serious?! You're still firing him?!

Mom: (Annoyed) You are my daughter and I just don't think you're safe around him anymore.

Emily: (Clenching fists, angry) You don't have a daughter anymore...Meghan!

I turned around and made my way upstairs, stomping my feet and slamming my bedroom door behind me.

A few moments past. I was sitting on the sofa by my window. I saw Garret jump in his car and leave for good.

I looked up to Ethan's bedroom window to see him sitting on his bed, looking at me. He stood up, sighing. He walked over and pulled his curtains over his window in upset.

I had a feeling I'd hurt him. Really bad. He had just sat there and told me about is hurtful past and now I'll never talk to him again.

The rest of the night, my Mom and I avoided each other. I didn't wanna talk to her. Right now, I didn't even wanna be in the same house as her. She ruined everything I had and now I have nothing...


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To be continued

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