Seeing You Again

Wendy's POV 6 years ago There is little time. I have to do this now. I have to leave. I have to go with my Francisca and I'll finally be happy. I'm packing my bag right now. I'll soon go to Francisca's room and pack hers. It's a good thing that Zach is on a business trip. He made things a lot easier for me. I finish packing my bag, I don’t bring many things, just the essentials, and I head to Francisca's room. She's sleeping peacefully while I pack her bag. I know that what I'm doing is right. It has to be. I'm not happy here and if I'm not happy then my kids won't be happy. Especially my girl. She's so small and fragile and innocent and if I'm gonna leave, it's not gonna be without her. I've been miserable for years now with Zachary. We fight all the time. I can't remember the last time we had a proper conversation without one of us screaming at the other. So this is for the best. It has to be. I head to Fran's bed to wake her up. "Hey baby," I say softly "it's time

Francisca's POV "I can't believe you're leaving," Jenny says. I'm sitting in an ice cream place with my two best friends Jenny and Lori. I've known Jenny and Lori since we were 13. Someone was picking on Jenny so I kind of sort of got in between them and punched the kid who was making fun of her braces at the time. Don't judge okay, Ivan - my brother - always told me to stand up to bullies and I did and I'd do it again. Even if it got me in a lot of trouble with mom haha. Jenny and Lori were already friends so I kind of just joined their group. I was lucky to find them. Can’t imagine my life these past years without them, I just told them about Matt's new Job and us moving to New York in 4 days. They're not taking it well. “I was so excited to start our new year as sophomores together man" she frowns. I smile sadly at her. "Yeah me too," I say. "We can still video chat like every day! And visit!". "But that's not gonna be the same" Jenny pouts. "Honestly, as s

Francisca's POV This can't be happening, This can't be happening,This can't be happening, This can't be happening. Ivan and Dan are here, together, at my school, we're going to be attending the same fucking high school. Jenny was right. Oh god Jenny was right! The universe IS trying to get us to reunite. I can already see her smug face. And I can already hear Lori laughing at me because of this....strange strange situation. Dan is saying goodbye to whoever is in the car while Ivan seems to be just walking away, annoyed. And then I see him.My dad. He's right there.Just a few feet away from me. I haven't seen him in so long. He looks...exactly the same. I can feel the tears in my eyes beginning to spill, but I try to blink them away. He's right there after all this time. I could go right to him right now and...I don't know hug him, just stay in my dad's arms for as long as I can. I really want to do that, but I just look at him, stunned, and watch him drive away. I see

Francisca's POV It's been about two weeks since the new school year started, two weeks since I've seen my siblings in. Real. Life. Two weeks of seeing dad a couple of times from afar when he's dropping off Ivan and Dan, two weeks since Jenny and Lori last laughed at me when I told them that I was going to the same school as my brothers, two weeks of hiding the fact that I do go to school with my brothers from Matt, and on a lighter, more positive note, two weeks since I became friends with Violet. It's been kind of a slow process but I feel like we are getting closer and closer everyday! I noticed some things about her like she doesn't really like me touching her, she said she doesn't really like most people's touch in general, I also kind of noticed that she doesn't really understand my sarcasm lol such I'm not used to with Jenny and Lori but she has some pretty funny reactions to them haha. I kept actively avoiding my brothers at school of course, they seem to not have noticed me

Dan's POV *Flashback to 7 years ago* I'm playing video games in my room ignoring my maths homework that's sitting on my desk untouched when my door bursts open and Little 9 year old Francisca jumps on me and attacks me. She's on top of me and I groan when she says "Dan! Dan! Can you come play with me?" She asks. I get her off of me, "no can do sis, I'm in the middle of something" I bring my attention back to the tv screen and continue playing. "Come ooooon!" Francisca whines. "Please danny, you've been playing for hours and hooouuurrrss" ."Stop whining you baby, I don't want to play with you" I say "and calling me Danny isn't gonna work anymore" I continue narrowing my eyes at her. She pouts as I roll my eyes. I hate it when she calls me Danny, she always calls me that when she wants something like go play with her or if she wants the last chocolate chip cookie that I was about to eat. She calls me Danny and gives me those puppy dog eyes of hers and I just do whatever she w