Chapter 87

FRANKIE'S POV
For the first time since I could remember, we all huddled together in the makeshift camp bed we had spent close to an hour making, sitting in the center of the room, binge watching Rick and Morty.
Mum usually had a strict no 16+ animations policy but she held on to us, most of us, as we all laid on the floor of the sitting room close to the Tv. Most of us, included, Danny and Maddie and most definitely not me.
Even if a natural disaster was to occur, I still wouldn't forgive Amber Swift for what she had done to me. There was no redemption for our relationship, there was no form of hope nor positivity that was going to make me ease up to the one person I disliked the most in the world.
My mind kept drifting from the animation to Stacey and then back to the TV. I knew adults made the hard decisions for us cause we wouldn't be able to but this decision felt wrong in so many levels.
We may not have been as rich as the Dukes or owned a huge mansion but at least we had a place that would contain the four of us plus the three of them. Why had the adults concluded in taking Stacey to Daniel's house? They literally just met the dude, did they know him well enough?
Apparently, both my mum and her best friend were a terrible judge of character and my poor Stacey was the one facing the consequences of their actions. It wasn't fair to her and selfishly, it wasn't fair to me too.
'Mum, what's your relationship with Jay Harley?" Trust Maddie to never keep her mouth shut about anything. It wasn't as if she was asking a question we were not all curious about but that was the wrong time and approach all together.
I noticed her hesitation but decided to not comment about it, 'Why do you think we have any sort of relationship?" She asked with a nervous smile on her face. It wasn't exactly smart to answer a question with a question when you were trying to hide something.
Maddie was relentless, 'That's not the answer to my question though" I wondered not for the first time how Maddie could be so rudely polite. It was a thing of pure wonder.
'I know it isn't but my question is relevant too, you know" Mum had responded back. Were both of their questions relevant? I didn't think so.
Whatever relationship mum had with Jay Harley was none of my business, he had promised to help us look for our dad and that was what was more relevant to me, not the stupid argument they were having.
Maddie couldn't possibly have a thing for Jay Harley also, she was already head over heels for a man that was old enough to father her. Love doesn't have boundaries was the stupid shit she used to console herself for wanting to engage in pedophilia.
Danny had long left the show and was huddled up in front of his iPad playing one of his Call of Duty tournaments. I was too worried about Stacey anyways, to enjoy the show so I left the living room too.
I couldn't stop thinking about the two and half kisses Stacey and i had shared in so little time. They weren't full on kisses but for children who weren't teenagers yet, it was good enough. They had both been unexpected and fast but still somehow stuck themselves to my head.
It wasn't only the kisses that had stuck themselves to my head, the conversations that followed after Stacey got discharged also collected a spot in my head. The adults must have underestimated our ability to comprehend their conversations because they just kept on blurting everything out.
'I don't understand anything you've just said, Mel" The confusion in Mum's voice had reached where I was sitting with Stacey bundled up in my arms. I had been told to hold her lightly but she had crushed her body to mine as she laid on me.
Aunt Mel looked confused also, 'I also don't understand anything too, Amber. The doctor suggested we meet the therapist early to avoid dire consequences stirring up later and that's what we're going to do" she said conclusively.
I couldn't even imagine what was going through Stacey's mind as she laid quietly on me. One of the perks of being interested in medical stuff at my age was that I got to learn about medical terms without going through the usual procedures. 'Always satisfy your curiosity" the science teacher would always say to me as he answered my questions.
Due to my little knowledge, I knew a thing or two about therapy and OCD was the only thing I could point out from every other thing Daniel had tried to explain to my mum and Aunt Mel. OCD was Obsessive compulsive disorder, it was mostly characterized by the obsessiveness of doing things perfectly.
Stacey wasn't really keen on dirt but OCD didn't look like something she would end up developing. It didn't matter much to me though, I just wanted her to be fine. That was all that mattered to me.
Seeing an opening after Maddie had left the living room with just mum alone in front of the TV, I approached her with my brightest smile ever. I had to do whatever was available to get whatever I wanted. There was no other way around it.