Chloe's POV

"Will could you pick up Kya from Gina's."
Will appears behind the door and raises an eyebrow as he puts down his luggage.

"Was it an actual question or a command, I can never tell."
Will sighs and takes his keys fumbling them between his fingers.

"You're mom doesn't command, Will, she asks nicely, then not so nicely."
Max says giving me a quick kiss on the cheek as she passes through.

"Please Will. It's our first vacation since we all finally recovered."
I say packing my clothes and zipping up the suitcase.

"She's been nice twice?"
Max screams from another room.
"Ha-Ha but seriously Will the plane leaves at six."
I say, begging him with my eyes to pick up his little sister.

Will rolls his eyes and takes his coat.
"I know but Kya has been so... rude lately."

I put my luggage next to Will's and look at him.

"She had to take care of all of us, It's been a rough year."
I mess with Will's hair before he smacks my hand away.

Restyling his hair he sighs deeply in annoyance.
"You don't need to remind me. My wounds are still very visible."

"But Kya's aren't, she almost lost her whole family, Will. That's a mental scar time will never heal."
Max says as she walks in the hallway and crosses her arms.

"Fine I'll get her."
He wraps his scarf around his neck.
"I'll be back in an hour, could you feed Jaws."

"Sure hon."
Max says as Will walks out the door.
When it closes and we hear Will start his car I stare at Max with a questioning look.

"Don't worry about him, we all need this vacation."
Max wants to leave the hall but I take her arm and spin her around before I take her in my embrace.

"That was not what my eyes were asking."
I say swaying the both of us from left to right.
She looks confused.

"What do you... oh." Her eyes wander to my lips. "I think I get it."
She kisses me before I can say another word and I lift her up in my arms.

"What about the rest of the stuff?"
I ask when I drop Max on the couch.
She looks around and answers shortly.

"Later."

A giant smile appears on both our faces as I slowly drop myself on top of her and start kissing her neck.
She arches her back and wraps her arms around me, digging her nails into my shoulders.
I don't hesitate when I take of my shirt between kisses and help Max take hers off as well.
It's been a while since Max and I have been intimate.
All of us have been fighting quite a lot lately, especially with Kya. She has been trying to get out of the house as much as possible after we finally started to recover and every time we asked something she would angrily yell that she needed space and that we shouldn't be so nosy.

Even Will and Kya seem to have grown apart, as soon as those two are in one room they'll find a way to argue, doesn't matter about what.
That's why we want to go on vacation, to reconnect or at least try to talk to each other without yelling.

But now it's me and Max and it hasn't been like this in an enternity.

Max's POV

Kya locked herself in her room the moment she got home. It hurts to see my daughter this sad yet angry at us.
And I try to understand but it's hard to if you have never actually been in the same situation. The thing that troubles me the most is that for the first time in her life, I can't help her. As if the strong connection we had was destroyed by the bullet as well.
I don't know how she feels or why she feels that way and it makes me over-think the whole situation.
Am I a bad mother? Did I fail my children by not telling them about the past? Or did I disappoint everyone from the beginning, even Chloe?
I don't know the answers to those questions and something in me tells me, that I might not want to know.

"Max, honey, are you okay?"
Chloe whispers as she takes me hand while we stand in front of Kya's door.

"I don't know... I just want her to be happy."
I whimper almost breaking down into tears.

Chloe takes me in her arms. Her arms have always been my shield from the outer world. I calm down in a matter of seconds and Chloe starts whispering soothing shush's.

She takes my face between her hands and forces me to look her in the eyes, something she only does when she tries to get through to me.
"We both know that love is beyond time, but so is pain. If Kya wants help, we'll help but as long as she doesn't ask for it we can't force it down her throat. Patience Max, she'll turn around soon, I promise."

She kisses my forehead and waits for me to go down stairs. I can see that she is switching places with me, to talk with Kya, since I'm an emotional wreck at the moment.

I head downstairs and decide to just sit on the couch for a moment and try to calm myself down.
When I reach the living room, I see Anakin and Will cuddled up against eachother on the couch.
Amazing, we leave in an hour yet Will manages to fall asleep.
He's always been like this, even when he was a baby, always sleeping.
I envy his ability to just fall asleep where ever while I struggle with sleepless nights filled with nightmares if I even attempt to close my eyes.
Chloe doesn't have it as much as she used to, I guess that the shooting wasn't the most shocking thing in her life. The worst it has ever been was when she got drugged and couldn't separate illusions from reality anymore. It was painful to watch but I couldn't leave her, and I still can't.

I carefully wake up Will, he opens his eyes slowly and sighs deeply.
"Are we going already?"

I can't help but grin at his annoyed tone. I nod as conformation and pet the dog before walking upstairs again, to check on Chloe and Kya.

I see Kya walking out her room, with her luggage, and she hugs Chloe tight, mumbling some sort of apology of which I can only hear Chloe answer with,
"You're our daughter, we would do anything to be sure that you and Will are safe. Don't worry sweetheart, I promise that you will never have to go through this again."

I consider walking towards them but something in me holds me back and tells me not to disturb this moment, so I head downstairs once again.
Will is sitting on the couch, rubbing his eyes. Kya and Chloe are having a heart to heart and all I can think off is if I'll ever find peace with the fact that my family broke apart by something I could've prevented.

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Aaaaaaaaand I'm back.
I have to apologize for my very long hiatus. The first few weeks were actually because of my exams and I am proud to tell you guys that I passed.
I also had a sort of extra week of school, not actual school, but theory lessons for my drivers license and I can also proudly say that I passed that exam as well.
WOOOOP

Then now the actual reason that I haven't been writing.
It's a shocking story that I've only told a few about and I never thought it would come back but it did.
I'm currently in a situation which can only be described as enormously fucked.
I don't know if this could trigger anyone but I'm going to put the warning there just in case.

TRIGGER WARNING

So a long disgusting story short, when I was around 12 my uncle abused me. I'm not going into details even after 5 years the subject is still very emotional for mw and I hate talking about it let alone writing about it. I just thought u guys deserved to know why I was gone and why I might dissapear for a longer time.

So I caried that secret with me for 5 years. The reason I didn't tell anyone was because my uncle and aunt recently gave birth to my first and only niece at the time.
I loved my niece and I couldn't rip the family apart. It was only once and I thought it would never happen again but at the time I didn't consider that he might go after others. And he did. Apparently he touched my sister as well and that's how the disgusting family secret was exposed.

I never knew that he did that to my sister and I feel incredibly guilty. The only thing I can think of is that I could've prevented all of that. I feel stupid, disgusting, guilty and simply useless.

My parents believed us without a doubt. They immediately told us that we should never blame ourselves and that we will have to take care of this together, as a family.

Unfortunately not everyone believes us, my aunt for instance refuses to believe me and my sister and protects my uncle.
My grand parents also say that we are falsely accusing him.

Let me tell you a thing about my uncle tho, he's not rich or famous or anything that would give us some sort of motif to try and set him up.
Me and my sister never knew that the both of us were abused and again if I had known at the time, I would've told but all you can think about is why did it happen, and since it was a family member I saw a lot it was twice as hard to live with it.

Even though my mom lost her closest brother she is extremely supportive of us and tries to stay with us as much as she can which is sweet.
I have to admit that I don't feel relieved that it all came out. I'm scared. There is no evidence, besides the poor mental state both me and my sister are in right now so I don't know how the authorities can help. This is something I feared the moment it happend. I feared for the family falling apart and now that it's happening I wish that I would've had the courage to come forward sooner.

So that's why I have been on hiatus and why it might last a little longer.
I just don't want to write about love and happiness when I'm feeling like shit. I hope you guys understand and do know that when I get notifications it still brings a smile to my dumb face.

I'm still happy to have you guys, my readers to fall back on when things go bad.

Thank you for your time
Stay Hella Dope
I love you

Yours Truly
BluePunkRockRebel