Chapter Seven: The Devil In White Bandages

                                    

                                          
"You'll find your way, and may death find you alive" 
                          
(Amelia's POV) 
                          
Thomas Elliot is never someone I wanted to remember or even acknowledge. I never trusted Thomas as far as I could throw him, and for good reason. We had been through medical school together and he was obviously brilliant at surgery, but his arrogance bothered me. I was the only person there who didn't give into his every demand, just like Bruce. And that annoyed him, at least enough for him to try and kidnap me as a ransom for Bruce. I say try because Jonathan had somehow caught word of what was happening and stopped him. And he vowed to find a way to bring Bruce and me down. That never scared me, or at least until now.
                          
"Excuse me, is there anyone here?"I say as I walked into Sarah's flower shop, surprised at how big it had gotten since I last saw it. Oswald probably gifted her a bigger renovation, since he's one for lavish gifts. She even painted the walls a light rose that my mother had always enjoyed. Sarah walks out from the back, holding several bouquets in her hand.
                          
"Yes, how can I- Amelia?"Sarah says as she puts the bouquets down and looks up
                          
"Hey, baby sister. Guess who's not dead?"I say and she sighs angrily 
                          
"Are you serious, Amelia? That's what you start with? First you leave me by myself because you couldn't handle our mother's death, you don't call or write me to tell me that you're alive and I have to hear it from Oswald, and you miss my wedding because you couldn't be found. We're family, Amelia. Blood is what mattered, not your pride or your conscience. So why couldn't you stay for me? What was more important than your own sister?"Sarah says, the angriest I've ever seen her. She was right of course, but I didn't expect all of that from her. Maybe she was more fiery than I thought.
                          
"I fucked up, Sar. I was being selfish and left you in a town where people could very easily come after you. Yes I know mom left you this place and you had to take care of it, but I should have done the same. I just couldn't take care of you if I couldn't take care of myself. But now I'm here to make it up to you. Even if it takes me a lifetime, I'll do everything in my power to make it up to you. And nothing is more important than you, baby sis."
                          
"Not even Jonathan or Edward?"
                          
"No matter what guy or guys are in my life, you will come first. Even if I'm terrified to fail you. I promise you that."
                          
"Is that why you took two days to come and visit me? Because you were scared that I wouldn't forgive you."
                          
"Honestly I was expecting you to kick my ass so yeah I decided to wait a while. And if I were you, I would make me work for your forgiveness."I say and Sarah cracks a small smile
                          
"The day is still young, Amy. But I've had 3 years to think about everything, and I know that it wasn't your fault. Yes these two idiots did love you and they did it to prove something to you, but they should have known better. You didn't kill Mom, they did but they've already made their peace with me."
                          
"Wait, they have? That doesn't seem like them and you actually forgave them?"
                          
"I haven't exactly forgiven them but I'm not going to go through life holding onto all of the hatred I had for them. That's why I'm okay with Oswald working with Edward, even if I'd prefer Oswald not being involved at all."
                          
"So does that mean I get a hug?"
                          
"Yes, because I'd rather have a sister who's made some mistakes than no sister at all."Sarah says, leaving the counter and giving me a tight hug. I couldn't help but start crying, something Sarah had started doing as well. But it was for separate reasons. She was right, we were sisters and we tell each other everything. But I couldn't avoid the thing she needed to know the most.