Chapter 6

From clothes, shoes, personal effects and all the necessary items for my going to New York. It had already beena week since I received the letter of acceptance by the deputy Roger, and my move to the capital was already scheduled for the next day. I was incredibly anxious, after all that has always been my dream, and achieving it was being wonderful.

-You can't forget anything. - my dad said upon entering my bedroom.

Michael Jauregui was with a broad smile, yet sad eyes. From the moment that I informed about my transfer, I could notice his clear change of mood. Of course he had been happy with my professional fulfillment, but having mne leave the house so suddenly, wasn't in his plans.

-I'm looking at everything, I don't want to forget anything. -I said as I folded some pieces of clothing to put in the suitcase.

He walked carefully as to not step on anything that was scattered on the floor. He sat on the edge of my bed, real close to where I was and stared at me.

-What happened?

-Nothing, I just want to have you here.

His voice tone conveyed melancholy.

-Dad, I don't want to see you like this, - I said approaching him.

-It's just hard to see my daughter leaving home.

His sadness was evident in that moment. Mike and I created a very beautiful relationship between father and daughter, since from an early age he and my sister, Taylor, were the only family figures for me. At the age of twelve, I had the great misfortune of losing my mother in one of the police conflicts. Clara, just like Mike, followed a police career, being an investigator and he promptly deputy.

In one of the police operations, the woman was brutally shot by a group of men who tried to rob the Central Bank of Mount Vernon. There were some people being held hostage, and she in a heroic act to free them ended up giving her life in exchange for theirs. By the vague memories of my childhood, I still had the image of Mike crying uncontrollably over my mother's grave. From that moment on I had decided that just like them, I'd be a member of the police.

-You'll be able to visit me, dad.

-I know, Lauren. I'm just afraid, you'll take over an important position in New York. Everything there is a thousand times worse than here. - his worried countenance got evident at every word that came out of his mouth.

-I need this, you know that it was always my dream to grow as a police officer.

He rolled his eyes, letting out a breath of air.

-You could stay here, this is your place.

-No, dad, this is not my place, you know that.

We stared at each other for a few instants that seemed to be endless. I knew that his fear was that things would happen again. Mike after my mother's death, decided to drop the police life to take over a small business in the town center. He never denied the desire he felt to get back into action, but he knew the consequences that that could cause. So much that when I decided to follow suit, the man blinked prickly with my idea. But he knew that just like Clara, I wouldn't change my mind.

-I'm afraid of losing you, sweetie.

I smiled at him, getting up from the floor covered by the room's fluffy carpet to sit next to my father.

-You will not lose me, I know what I'm doing.

He shook his head facing the window that was open, letting the cold air flow invade the bedroom. It was painful for me to leave them, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

-Geez, what's up with all the sadness?

My sister asked upon entering my room. Taylor Jauregui was my younger sister, a good girl of extremely intelligent and mature thoughts, I mother's death, decided to drop the police life to take over a small business in the town center. He never denied the desire he felt to get back into action, but he knew the consequences that that could cause. So much that when I decided to follow suit, the man blinked prickly with my idea. But he knew that just like Clara, I wouldn't change my mind.

-I'm afraid of losing you, sweetie.

I smiled at him, getting up from the floor covered by the room's fluffy carpet to sit next to my father.

-You will not lose me, I know what I'm doing.

He shook his head facing the window that was open, letting the cold air flow invade the bedroom. It was painful for me to leave them, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

-Geez, what's up with all the sadness?

My sister asked upon entering my room. Taylor Jauregui was my younger sister, a good girl of extremely intelligent and mature thoughts, I mother's death, decided to drop the police life to take over a small business in the town center. He never denied the desire he felt to get back into action, but he knew the consequences that that could cause. So much that when I decided to follow suit, the man blinked prickly with my idea. But he knew that just like Clara, I wouldn't change my mind.

-I'm afraid of losing you, sweetie.

I smiled at him, getting up from the floor covered by the room's fluffy carpet to sit next to my father.

-You will not lose me, I know what I'm doing.

He shook his head facing the window that was open, letting the cold air flow invade the bedroom. It was painful for me to leave them, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

-Geez, what's up with all the sadness?

My sister asked upon entering my room. Taylor Jauregui was my younger sister, a good girl of extremely intelligent and mature thoughts, I always admired her good heart and the affection that united us. I think the three of us although extremely similar, got along really well.

-Dad, he's all emo here.

-He has been like that for days, Lauren. - the younger one said sitting on the other side.

I already told him he doesn't need to.

-I also don't want you to go.

I glanced at Taylor who smiled melancholically, which made me sigh. I wasn't the most sensitive person in the world, but when it comes to my family things were quite different.

-Don't make me cry, please. Leaving you is hard for me.

-She's right, dad. We will not make this a bad thing, Lauren! - Taylor got up from the bed, seeking excitement.

-That's more like it!

-I want the two of you in the dining room now! I made a wonderful dinner tonight.

-I can smell it from here! - my dad spoke excitedly - Looks good!

-It's always good, dad.

I got up from the bed, pulling the man's hand who stood up, wrapping his arms around Taylor and me.

-You'll have to take care of me until I become a grumpy old man.

-Oh, dammit, Lauren. - Taylor grumbled playfully making us laugh.