Pasts never Spoken 9
Emily felt like a little girl again as she held onto her Daddy's hand again. He led her through the forest, hand closed around hers tight. It was very obvious he didn't want to let her go, but they all knew it was the right thing to do. Wesley was walking on the other side of her, hands buried in his pockets. When The Shiba House came into view, she reached over and grabbed one hand.
"Here we are," their father announced, releashing his daughter's hand.
"I'm going to miss you," moisture filled her hazels.
"You're my baby girl," he put his hands on her shoulders, "I'll miss you forever. But you have to be strong for me, okay?"
She nodded and sniffed, wrapping her arms around his neck. They embraced each other tightly, her just absorbing what it felt like to have a dad around. When he rubbed her back gently, she let go and wiped a stray tear.
"I love you," she told him.
"I love you more," he kissed her cheek, "good luck. What'd want to bet destiny plays us meeting again?"
"I'm sure of it," smiling bravely, the Yellow walked toward the Shiba House. Her hand slipped out of Wesley's, and the older sibling faced his dad.
The silence was eery, near evil. The cold damp air blew the two's matching hair, their eyes focused in on each other.
"You always have a choice," Wesley told his father, "you could be with us. She needs you."
"No, my son," he shook his head, "she never knew what it was like to have a father. I was a bad husband to Eliza, and I must pay the price. Me being with her is only going to hurt her more when I leave. I must go and try to make it up to your mom. I'm the reason our family is broken."
"How so?" his muscles tensed.
"I used to a heavy drinker," the man explained sollemly, "I couldn't hold a job, and I wasn't taking care of Serena. When Emily was born, I adored her so much. I was ignoring and being a big bully to your older sister. That's why Eliza divorced me. But it isn't legal, I would have to sign, too. So I ran out and never looked back. Now I have to heal this crack I caused. Then, and only then, will have come for Emily."
"Makes me feel real loved," the teenager grumbled.
"You're the man of the house, and I am proud of you," his father put a supportive hand on his shoulder, "I'm counting on you to look after your sister."
"Alright," the Silver Samurai nodded, "thanks, Dad."
They exchanged small smiles before the grown man pulled back.
"I must go," the parent told the Ranger, "and don't tell anyone, alright?"
"This is a family past that will never be spoken," he vowed.
Nodding, he started walking away.
"And one more thing."
When the adult turned around, his was tackled by his offspring's bear hug.
"I love you," the teen mumbled, pulling back.
"I love you, too," the parent then walked and vanished into the cold.
"Wesley?" Emily jogged up, "are you coming?"
"Yeah," the sibling wrapped his arm around her and led her inside.
He didn't need to tell her of that conversation. Well, not now, at least. The time wasn't right. She deserved to recover from the past reliving our their pasts and drama.
"Ready?" he asked as they stood before the door.
"Let's do it," they both knew somehow adventure was beyond that door, and that their was going to be something big soon.
And together they marched into their future, destiny and fate tucked at their sides.
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