Sera' POV

The drive was a very quiet one. I closed my eyes and thought to myself. Why was he doing this? Did he enjoy seeing me fight against all of this? What have I gotten myself into?! If he wasn't negotiating with shopping… let alone with other things… meal times were going to be double hard. There was no way I could ditch him. He's a professional in these things… and I don't think my parents kept him in the dark.

My phone started vibrating in my pocket. It did get me out of my thoughts, but I didn't feel like talking. I looked at the caller, and realised that it was my mother.

'Hey mum…' I greeted.

'Hello sweetheart… Are you ok?'

'Yes… why?'

'You had to call me when you arrived…'

'We're still on our way… We had to stop at the supermarket and do some grocery shopping mum… don't worry I didn't forget.'

'Ok sweetheart…' She replied 'Is she ok?' I heard dad's voice. 'Yes Christian… do you want to talk to her?' She answered back while she handed dad the phone.

'Hey peanut… Are you ok?'

'Dad, stop worrying… I'm fine.' I replied again, while John drove into his drive way. 'We've just arrived dad.'

'Ok peanut… Pass me on to John please…'

'Dad wants to talk to you.' I said while I handed John the phone.

'Hello Christian… yes… no problem… I'll make sure of it… Don't worry about anything Christian… Ok… I'll pass you back.'

'Hey dad… Yeah… Ok… I do too … Say bye to mum… Good night…'

My nightmare had just started. Why was all this happening all of a sudden? I got out of the car and took my luggage. I couldn't carry it, so I took advantage of the wheels and slid it through.

'Do you need any help with that?' I offered.

'Just open the door for me Sera.' He replied as he handed me his keys. 'It's the purple one.'

I did as was asked; a rush of warm air flew past my cheek. Walter and Derek where running in the corridor, and as they noticed we both were there, they bolted straight towards us.

'Daddddyyyy!' Derek screamed while he went straight and jumped onto his father. John dropped everything from his hands and caught Derek immediately. Walter, on the other hand came straight running to me. He jumped onto me, but I couldn't lift him up as usual, but I still hugged him.

'Sera! You came!'

'I told you I would little guy!' I replied back as I ruffled his hair.

'Come Sera… let's play.' He insisted.

'Walter, give Sera a chance to settle down…' Rhian said as she came forward to us. 'Hey honey… did you get everything?' She asked Flynn while they kissed.

'Everything is in the bags.' He replied back.

'Welcome home Sera…' She smiled as she came forward and hugged me. Her warmth was welcoming. She was a great woman. She always had this charisma that had to make you love her. 'Walter, why don't you show her the guest room?' She asked while he pulled at my arm.

'Derek and I drew a picture for youw, and we placed it on the wall.' He continued excitedly.

'I'm sure I'll love it.' I smiled. 'Thanks Rhian…' I called behind me.

I remembered the house as before. Nothing incredible had changed, except for the now new fresh paint, and some more frames of the family here and there. A painting of Flynn and Rhian's wedding was present on the wall in the corridor upstairs. The lavender smell burnt my nose, but it was sweet smelling. Everything remained the same since the last I was there. Walter dragged me to the room I used to take before Jason died. The second guestroom used to have a small bed situated in there. I remembered when Jason used to hide under the bed, and Flynn would play with him as if he's playing with his own son. I smiled at the thought… I know had Walter to pamper as much as I used to pamper Jason.

'Come on Sera!' Walter urged as he dragged me to the room. 'I'll help you unpack…' He smiled.

'You're getting those 'r' sounds aren't you?' I smiled.

'Mhmm…' He nodded excitedly. '…and Ms. Verdi, gave me a star for saying the 'rrrwww'…'

'You see!' I smiled while we entered the room, and switched on the lights. The walls were a lovely shade of pink. The furniture surrounding the room was a blend of red and white oak. The smell of it resembled that of a clean air in a forest. The moon reflecting through the window made the room more welcoming. The bed was situated in the middle of the room and two cabinets where at the sides of the bed. The desk was fairly big, and it was situated under the window, and the sliding door wardrobe completed the room.

I place my laptop bag carefully on the desk and put my phone in my skinny jeans back-side pocket. I didn't want to drop my laptop, let alone break it. It was safe that way, especially with Walter running around. He was still a kid, and I knew about the limit Flynn and Rhian had sat on both their kids on technology use. They liked keeping them kids and let them grow and mature at their own rate.

'Can I help you unpack?' Walter asked as he dropped the luggage and started opening the zip.

'Careful Walter…' I ran towards him, almost afraid that the luggage could have fallen on him.

'What are these?' He asked as he took out my ballet shoes.

'Those Walter, are pointe shoes. When I dance I go on tippy toes on these…' I showed him, as I let the shoes on the floor in their natural position.

'Can you show me?' He asked excitedly.

'I'll show you later… Help me get this all fixed and then I'll show you…' I smiled.

He started taking all my clothes out and sat them on the bed. He didn't keep anything in order. It was making me irritated but I didn't want to stop him. He was having fun with his idea of helping. Soon Rhian came and called us for dinner. Walter ran immediately to his mother, but I still had a task at hand. I couldn't leave my clothes like that.

'Sweet heart, dinner is ready…'

'Um… I ate earlier Rhian…'

'Sera, I don't know how you work at home… but here we eat as a family, and you are part of this family… you have to join us…' She smiled. '… That is the one rule we hold…' She continued.

I decided not to argue with her. She was being nice... and my parents always taught me to never question rules. 'I'll be right down… I just need to get these in order.' I replied.

'Don't be long Sera…' She claimed before she left me to my confines.

I looked at the mess and felt my brain was about to explode. I didn't know where to start… all I knew was that I had to get everything in order… Everything to its original place… I started with separating the shirts from the trousers and leggings, and after I made sure that everything was to my own standards.

Flynn's POV

'Daddy I'm hungry…' Derek whined.

'Rhian did you tell Sera to come for dinner?'

'She said she needed a minute.' My wife replied as she took another sip of her wine.

'I'll go get her.' I replied. '…and you two, don't pester your mother to eat… you know the rule!'

'Can I come with you dad?' Walter jumped on his chair.

'No Will… I need to talk to Sera…'

I made my way to the guest room, and remained at the door seeing the extent of her obsession for perfection. She was folding the clothes in perfect symmetry and placing them in the wardrobe correctly. Her shoes were in exact parallel alignment to the bed. Nothing was out of order as teenagers may have in their rooms. I couldn't complain about her keeping a tidy room… but there had to be a stop to it. She was obsessed with having everything in even alignment. Everything in perfection. I decided to intervene.

'Sera…' I started as she finished the task at hand. 'Dinner has been ready for 15 minutes for sure… Can you come down please?'

'I'm almost done John.' She replied almost shaking.

'No Sera… now… the unpacking can wait. Nothing is out of order…' I said again while I moved forward. I took her from her shoulders and guided her out.

'Please, can you give me another minute to set everything in place?' She begged trying to resist me.

'No Sera… Dinner is ready now…' I replied again. I made sure to show her that I meant business. She may have had her own way with Christian and Ana, but not here… Our home… our rules…

She took her seat reluctantly further away from Rhian and me. I could see her getting more nervous by the minute. I went to help Rhian get everything. The first meal was to be easy for her, besides we usually take Sunday's main meal in the afternoon. It was more of a dinner snack.

'It's going well… Isn't it?' Rhian smiled.

'Don't give in to any negotiation… that is the key…' I replied, as both of us made our way back to our dinner.

'Walter would you like to say Grace?' Rhian asked.

'Yes mummy…'

'God, I thank you for the nice food you gave us, and I thank you for giving me a mummy and a daddy, and I thank you for… for anything that I have… and please don't forget the poor… and the dogs and cats running outside…'

'Would you like to add something Derek?'

'Yes… Thank you for chocolate Jesus!' He made us laugh…so innocent. 'Amen.'

'Mum can I have some chips with the salad please?' Walter asked.

'No dear… you had this afternoon…'

I looked over at Sera. She wasn't impressed on what's on offer. She struggled at her dish. It was a vegetarian salad with lettuce, peas, rucola and corn. I wanted to see how she would react in her comfort zone. Like many anorexics, they tend to be pressured to eat in public, thus they won't eat at all… She played with her fork, and played with her food.

We conversed as we usually did during our meal times, but she remained quiet confined in her own world. I realised she was looking down at her lap and I could see her phone reflection from her glasses.

'Sera, can you please put your phone away?' I asked, while she obeyed immediately. She still remained quiet, but at least she was having some bites here and there.

She managed to get through half of the lettuce and ate all her corn. I was pleased. At least salads were still on her menu. All we needed to do was experiment and play around different things. I wasn't going to allow anything pass by.

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