clouded by personal gain rather than right
or wrong or possible consequences, do you think that person is destined…or
doomed to repeat the same behaviors over and over?”
“No, absolutely not. It’s human nature to make bad decisions or mistakes. It’s part of growing up
for most of us. I did a lot of things when I was younger that I regret. But
since you can’t change the past, you have to just move forward and make better
decisions as you go along. If I met the guy I was twenty years ago, I wouldn’t
be able to stand him.”
It was what I wanted to hear, yet it wasn’t. I felt
terrible. He was right. We all make bad decisions. I was as guilty of it as anyone . I wouldn’t want my mistakes held against me. I
wouldn’t think it was fair if I’d learned from them and grew from them. Ian was
a kid then when he made all of those bad choices. He’s a man now. Those
mistakes he made were a long time ago and they probably had a lot to do with
shaping who he is. What I needed to get through my fat
head was that none of them or all of them put together makes him up completely.
It probably says more about his character that he was able to overcome those
things and put his life on the right path. “Thanks Daddy,” I told him. “I’ll
get in the shower and come out and make dinner here in a bit.”
“I’ve already ordered Chinese Food,” he said, “All
your favorites.”
My weight was another source of worry for him. I’d
lost close to ten pounds since Emma died. I never seem to have an appetite
anymore. “Sounds good,” I told him. “I’ll be out in a bit.” He kissed my
forehead and told me he loved me before he left me alone. When he left, I
thought about Ian again. He helped me with my grief process so much that I’m
sure being without him to talk to was what was wrong with me now. I missed him
so much that my chest ached doubly bad. I know that Emma loved her brother and
she was proud of him. She used to talk about him all the time. Emma wouldn’t
have been that proud if he was still doing things that he wasn’t supposed to. She
would have still loved him, but I know she wouldn’t have supported him using
any kind of drugs or cheating in any way. If he had changed and I was holding
all of that against him…I was the one that was wrong.
I wondered again what Emma would have thought of me and Ian together as I finally pulled my butt up out of
the bed. I had to go out there and at least try to eat some of that food or Dad
was going to worry himself sick. I looked up and said, “So what about it Emma?
What did you think of Ian and I being together, however brief it was?”
I stood up and my phone began to make its little
alarm sound. It startled me. I didn’t remember setting an alarm. I reached for
it and when I saw the face, I remembered. It was letting me know that Ian had a
fight in one day. I had put the dates all in at the last fight I went to so
that I wouldn’t miss any. It was a pretty big coincidence that the alarm
sounded at the moment I was talking out loud to Emma about Ian. “Was that a
sign?” I asked her. Then I realized that if she was here she would have made the sign of an “L” across her forehead and said,
“Here’s your sign, goofball.”
I chose to take it as a sign. Maybe only because
that’s what I wanted it to be. But I decided to go to the fight. I really
wanted to see him, so badly that it was bordering on need.
“Thank you, Emma.” I said aloud to the room
again.
CHAPTER
FIVE
ALEXA
I woke up feeling lighter the next day. I’m not sure
if it was the Chinese food and conversation with my dad the night before, or
the fact that I knew I was going to get to see Ian at the fight tonight. Dad
and I talked about some choices for my major. It felt so much better to have
something to look forward to . I got out of bed in the
morning before Dad went to work like a normal person and fixed him breakfast.
He was as happy to see me up as I was to be up and out