My Heart’s Dilemma.

Many people start their story from the beginning — the very point it all began, the origin. But I would like to start mine in the middle, at the point where everything changed: the moment the line from the origin took a turn and never straightened back. That moment began the day I got on my flight to Boston, all because my younger half-sister, Emily, begged me to. ---Going on my flight to Boston isn't the hardest thing. Leaving the life, I loved and had gotten used to was the hardest. "Don't be sad, you will be back before you know it. And of course, Iris and I will come visit you when we can." My boyfriend luke said, holding my hand tightly. You could tell how nervous I was. His words made me feel better in some ways, but I wasn't worried about leaving — I was worried about what I would meet. Because this trip could change everything and I didn't want that. I wanted this. "I know, I just miss you already and I wish you could come with me. Why can't you?" A little smile carved up hi

Nathan was all dressed up to go somewhere. His hair was quite messy, and his striking blue eyes were just as I remembered them. I guess some things never change. He wore black pants, a white baggy top that read Fuck This World, and a red hoodie. He pocketed his hands, carrying a nonchalant attitude, behaving like Dom’s words didn’t matter.“Nathan, why weren’t you at the airport, and why didn’t you return any of my calls?” Dom asked him.For a moment, our eyes met. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I waved at him. Of course, he snubbed me and gave me a really evil look before turning back to Dom.“Come to the airport to do what, Dad? Welcome your perfect son that isn’t even your son?”“Mind your words, Nathan.” Dominic gritted his teeth.“Sorry, Dad. I guess I’m not Jay.” He said, then left, entering his car and driving off.Well, he must still really hate me.I went inside the mansion. It was more beautiful than when I left. I looked around, lost in its glory, not even realizing my name w

Knock, knock.“Come in.” It was Mom. “Hey, baby.”“Good morning, Mom.” She sat on my bed beside me. “Didn't see you for breakfast this morning.”“I wasn't really hungry mom.”“Baby, I'm sorry about what happened with Nathan. I shouldn't have forced you guys to get along. It was wrong of me too.” Mom held my hand. I bit my lip so hard because I didn't want to think about what had happened.“Mom, it isn't your fault. You were just trying to help.”She was quiet for a while, then hugged me while I lay on my bed. “Okay, but I'm here if you ever need anything.”“I know, Mom.”“Dom, Emily, Jake, and I are heading out for a fair. Wanna come with?”That explained why she was dressed up on a Sunday.“No thanks.”“Okay, baby. See you later then. Bye.”“Bye, baby.”After they left, I forced myself to get up and clean. I went to the kitchen to make something to eat—toast and tea. I tried sipping the tea without considering that it would still be really hot. The heat made me spill tea on my left a