Subconsciously, I was slowly getting used to this place. And it hurt. A part of me felt like I was letting my sisters down by not fighting hard enough to get out of this. I did message Emma again. But she didn't reply.
I guess she wasn't ready to listen to me.
Alex tried his best to keep me out of trouble, but I didn't make it easy for him. After all, me and trouble came hand in hand.
"Leave me alone!" I screamed, slamming my bedroom door.
He knocked on the door immediately.
"Lincoln, open up." He said.
"Go away."
"Son, open this door."
"I'm not your son." I growled.
"What's the matter?"
I didn't reply, leaning against the door to keep it shut.
"I'm going to make us both a cup of coffee and you can talk to me about this, alright?"
He walked downstairs without waiting for an answer and I sank to the floor, resting my head in my arms and wondering why everything always had to be so painful and difficult.
I brushed away tears that misted in the corner of my eyes and wondered what I was crying for. I didn't cry. I wouldn't cry. I had to stay strong. I had to focus.
I needed to get back to them somehow.
Another knock made me blink rapidly to stem any more tears.
"Lincoln, open the door." Alex said, calmly.
"Go away." I growled. "I don't want to talk to you."
"Tough."
Silence.
"Are you going to open this door or not?" He asked, his accent gentling his words.
"No." I said.
He sighed and walked away. A few minutes later, a tiny, gentle electronic voice sounded. One that made me clench my fists in fury.
"Lincoln? Can you hear me?" He asked.
"You can get lost." I shouted, fresh anger bubbling. "I have nothing to say to you."
"Calm down, son. Emma's here." Louis said, softly. "Do you want to talk to her?"
I didn't reply and there was a sigh before some rustling.
"Lincoln?" Emma's voice made me soften. "Where are you? Are you coming back soon?"
I sighed and opened the door reluctantly, Alex held the phone out and I plucked it out of his hand without a word.
"I'm here, Em." I said gently.
"Are you coming back?"
I looked up at Alex who studied me. His eyes softened as he met my glare.
"As soon as possible." I promised, wondering why I was doing so when Alex and Louis and Emily and everyone would do their best to make sure that didn't happen.
I knew how this worked.
"What's the matter?" She asked.
My eyes flicked to Alex again.
"The world is just pissing me off." I replied.
She was quiet and I wondered what she was thinking.
"Promise you're coming back?" She asked again.
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Lonely Hearts 2
General FictionLincoln may have been taken back to the children's home, but that doesn't mean he's going to give up. Thrown into a foster home and told it's his final chance, he isn't going to stop until he reaches his sisters again. But maybe, just maybe, he'll...
