Chapter Six

Emmalee's POV:


*A few weeks after New York. It's now the break for the band*


"Emmalee, I have to tell you something," Will says as we grab our bags off the bus.


I look over at my Uncle, who is looking down at his shoes. When he does that, he is usually hiding something that he seriously doesn't want me to know. I stop walking away from my Uncle. He looks at me, trying to get past me. I hold my arm out which makes him stop out of no where. I look at my Uncle in the eyes.


"Dad, what is going on? I don't want you to hide anything from me. We promised that after mom was diagnosed that we wouldn't hide anything from each other. You can just tell me," I say as I cross my arms.


"Will, we are going to miss you so much." Rocky says as he and Ryland join the both of us.


"Thank you so much for all of the amazing pictures you took. I am planning on printing some of them out and I will frame them. Emmalee, we'll miss you too. I know Ross will really miss you." Ryland says as he hugs me.


"Dad, what is going on?" I ask as I hug Ryland back.


"Will, you didn't tell her?" Riker asks as the rest of the band comes and joins the small group we have in the middle of the road.


"Tell me what?" I ask.


"Emmalee, we are all parting here. You and I have to go and plan your mother's funeral in Indiana. You knew that we would have to have her funeral sooner than later. I know you were looking forward to going with the band, but we have to go back home. In about a month, we will be on our way to Cali to have you move into my house with me, okay?" My Uncle says.


My eyes start to tear up. I can't believe that out of all the the things that he had to hide from me, it had to be something with being away from the band that I have grown close too. I look at the band, my eyes with tears. I look away from the band, trying to hide the fact that I am actually going to cry over this. I turn around before I softly shove Ross out of my way. I start to walk away from the group. All I need right now is some space so that I can think about what is going on.


"Emmalee!" My uncle calls after me.


I continue to walk away from them. I hear them all start to talk to each other. I can't help but look down at the sidewalk as I walk. A few people bum into me, but they don't say anything. I don't dare to turn around to see if anyone is following me. I hear someone clear their throat behind me which makes me start to walk faster. I finally find a park, where I eventually find a bench. I sit down looking around at the people, who are walking with smiles on their faces and with their loved ones. I look down at my hands, my beanie leaning forward with my body. I feel the tears slip out of my eyes and they start to roll down my face. I can't believe that I won't get to see the band for a while and I am excepted to be happy and stay happy. I let the tears fall freely, but I don't try and sob. I don't need to have anyone stopping and asking if I am okay and if I need to use their phones to call someone. I don't want people to feel the pain I am feeling. It is like being shot. The bullet is shot through you heart and the pain is extreme. The pain just keeps going, with each breath that you take the pain gets worse. And each time someone tries to help you, you feel like you get shot again.


"Em?" Someone asks as the bench sits another person.


It is Ross. I try and hide the fact that I am crying, but I can't. My body lets out a sob making me feel like an idiot. I really didn't want Ross to see me crying, but I guess my emotions want him to know that I am hurt. My hide my face in my hands, the tears making my hands wet. Ross wraps an arm around my shoulder. I glance up at Ross. His facial expression is hard to read, but I am able to figure out what he was trying to tell me. He is worried and he wants me know that he is here for me. He holds his arms out to me, asking if I wanted to sit in his lap and cry into his shoulder. I scoot over laying my head on Ross' chest and I let my emotions all flow out of me. I can't keep them all in. They will continue to beat against my head and of my body. Sometimes the emotions win and make me seem like a baby.


"It's okay Emmalee. Go ahead and let it all out. You have every right to let it all out." Ross says as he rubs my shoulder.


"Ross, I don't want to go to Indiana again. I want to forget that my mother died and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I want to forget that she died, but I want to remember her at the same time. You don't understand how hard it is to handle all of this. You guys have always been my safe place and I don't want to leave you guys. You guys make me forget completely about what all is going on in my life. I don't feel any pain when I am with any of you. Why doesn't my Uncle understand that? It makes me hurt so much. Ross, I wish you could take all this pain away." I whimper as he rubs my back.


"Me too, Emmalee. I would take all of the pain away. You are such an amazing girl. You shouldn't have to go through all of this. " He starts to softly rock me.


"But yet here I am, in your arms and crying my eyes out. What did I do wrong to deserve any of this? Is it because I haven't listened to everything I have been told? Is it because I didn't want to ever meet you guys before she died? What did I do wrong? Where did I go wrong?"


Ross keeps to trying to calm me down. I know that he hates to see anyone, especially me, cry. Ross cares so much about everyone he loves that if one of us starts to cry, he has to find out why. Even if one of us doesn't want too, he will always make sure that we all are happy. He hates seeing people sad. After what feels like an hour, I feel my tears all dry out. Ross is softly humming to me and whispering sweet little nothings in my ear. I am able to calm my crying and my breathing. I am able to fully calm down before I pull my head away from Ross' shirt. On his shirt where my face was just at, it is wet and covered in tears. I feel my face flush up, but with Ross' sweet smile I feel my embarrassment fade away. I look around the bench and I see the rest of the family and my Uncle. They had all found us and they were watching me cry into Ross' shoulder. I feel my face once again become warm.


"Em, are you okay?" Riker asks as he sits where I was sitting.


"Yeah, I just not really ready to fully let go of my mom. I don't want to go back to Indiana. I don't want to leave you guys because you all are my comfort zone." I admit.


"Emmalee, if you truly feel this way. . . I suppose I can make a few changes with my plans. But you have to promise me one thing,"My Uncle says as he sits down next to Ross.


"What?"


"Under anything, you will not leave the band house without one of the boys or one of the girls. You will not refuse to come back to Indiana when it is time for the funeral and to get your things. You have to let Ross and the other boys treat you like a sister and let them protect you. I will let you go live with them until I finish back in Indiana. Okay?"


I feel my heart leap, "Really?"


"That's only if you agree to my rules," My uncle restates.


"Of course I will listen to them. When don't I?" My uncle raises his eyebrow. "Don't answer that. Thank you so so so much, Dad!"


I give him a big hug before he kisses my head. I smile get off of Ross' lap. He smiles at me as he gets up himself. He hooks his arms underneath my knees, picking me up into his arms. I giggle as he holds me close to his body. Stormie and Rydel quickly hold up their phones, holding them in the direction of us. My uncle soon pulls out his camera and all at the same time, they all take a picture. Ross leans in and kisses my cheek. I giggle before I try and push his face away. He smiles at me, making the edge of my lips turn up into a smile.


Ross sincerely makes me happy. He honestly does. My momma always told to me to find a boy who truly makes me happy and Ross is that boy.


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So as many of you heard, my laptop broke and then it got fixed. And of course, I bring it back to my grandma's house and it breaks again. I am using my grandma's laptop to write this update. I am proud that it only took me one night to write this one chapter. It only took me about an hour, but that includes the distractions I have had.


Anyway, I worked really hard in on this update and I hope you all enjoyed. This is just a filler that will soon bring in the drama that we all are waiting for. The drama that will mess Emmalee up more than she needs.


Questions (Some are related to chapters and others don't.) :


1.Do any of you like Max Schnieder?


2. How are you guys enjoying this book so far?


3. What kind of drama do you think is coming for Emmalee and Ross?


4. Shall I write a new book, that might be a Max book?


5. How many of you think I am weird?


6. Do you think that Will should have let Emmalee stay with the band?


I hope you all enjoyed. Since this is from a different laptop, I will have pictures added in later.


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I love you Rockers. I hope you all keep on Rocking.


~Rydel's Babe

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