I reluctantly place my hand on his shoulder causing him to look up at me, he smiles taking my hand holding it in his lap, okay well that took a turn.
“Well my father managed to get me an interview at his work which my mother was over the moon at, when I went it turned out they did some research on me and came across my record, which my parents didn’t know about might I add” he remarks with a pointed look at me before continuing with his story “I didn’t get the job and my mother just went off saying I was such a disappointment and how I’d never get anywhere in life, it’s than I decided to just go the other way and turned to a life of crime, which angered her more where she finally kicked me out at 19” he exclaims shaking his head, that was awful his mother just treated him like he didn’t exist growing up then expected him to follow in her footsteps.
“We’ve barely spoke since and now somehow she’s found out where I live and about you two, she’s coming round tomorrow with my sister and her kids, who I’ve never met” he explains with a sigh looking up at the ceiling, I know he’s my kidnapper but I can’t help but feel bad for this dude.
Maybe if his parents treated him equal to his sister he would have been successful and might have not turned to a life of crime, which probably wouldn’t have led him to kidnap Amelia and me.
“Then why don’t we show her what amazing things you’ve done without her” I smile wanting to help him, he looks at me with a weird expression “we went food shopping, why don’t we make a huge lunch for everyone, we can all dress up in posh outfits and show her that you don’t need her” I suggest again with a smile, I know he’s done some bad things but it’s still horrible to hear how his mother would treat him growing up.
He looks at me for a second deep in thought but soon a smile fills his face, he wraps me in a tight hug thanking me over and over again. I know I haven’t been here long but this is the first time he’s ever acted like this, the thing about his mother has probably been eating away at him his whole adult life.
“I’ll quickly head out to the shops to buy you and Amelia some fancy outfits, if it’s not too much trouble could you look through some of the cooking books downstairs to see what things we could make?” He asks all excited like a little kid that’s just won something, I smile sending him a nod which causes him to smile even wider if that was even possible “okay I won’t be long” he smiles basically running out the bedroom bounding down the stairs for the shops.
I sat on the bed just smiling turning to look at Amelia, she was looking at me chewing her toy.
“Alright don’t look at me like that, I felt bad for the guy” I smile towards her she turns continuing to play with her toy, I stand walking towards the bedroom door as I hear the front door close and lock.
Hey guys enjoying your stay so far? you’re about to meet crazy Anthony’s crazy mother, I don’t actually know who was crazier by the end. I couldn’t help but feel bad for the guy at that moment, I know I’m stupid shoot me! Now you probably already know where this is about to go, let’s go check on Blake shall we?
Blake was running around his house picking things up he’d need, through this whole ordeal he’s barely been home and hadn’t even turned up to work. He spent most of his time either at the police station or driving around the neighbourhood looking for his own clues, he runs into his bedroom picking his watch up where something in the corner of the room catches his eye. He turns his head where one of Freya’s T-shirt’s lay on the floor, he goes over picking it up with a smile. He really missed her more than anything and just wanted her back with him, he holds the shirt to his nose her smell still fresh on the fabric. His doorbell ringing snaps him out of his trace, he placed her T-shirt onto the bed running out the room over to the door.
Once he opens it he comes face to face with his parents, he couldn’t believe they were standing in front of him. Yes he called them but they gave him no indication they were actually going to come.
“Blake, we’ve been looking everywhere for you, we arrived yesterday but didn’t get an answer” his mother explains giving him a look, they wouldn’t have got an answer today but Jacob told him he should have a rest.
“I can’t stay and chat I’ve got to head to the police station, you guys get comfortable” he replies trying to walk passed his parents but his dad takes his arm.
“Why don’t we come with you? You need all the support you can get” he suggests but Blake continues to shake his head, he wanted to focus on finding Freya not to keep conversation with his parents.
“We can talk later but I really have to go” is all he says finally walking away from his parents and down to the elevator.
Once in he sends a wave to his parents still stood outside the front door gobsmacked, once the doors close he brings his hand up to his mouth shocked. He never thought in a million years his parents would actually turn up, but here they are standing outside his house.
His relationship with his parents when they first arrived was a bit rocky, he wanted to focus on finding yours truly, but they kept getting in his way. In reality they were worried about him but he couldn’t see that, don’t you worry though by the end they get closer than they’ve ever been. But I’m skipping ahead so let’s carry on with the story, the story that was about to take another turn.