(Sorry that this took a while)
Thomas' POV
"Almost here Tom?" Teresa asked me on the phone.
"Yes, it's Gate 5 right?" I asked.
"Are you kidding me? Yes and why do you not know your own plane home?"
"It's been 2 weeks here T, you can't do that to me"
"Oh i can Tom, I definitely can since i am your bestfriend." She waved and i finally caught her.
"See you" i hung up and walked towards her.
"Why did we even Seperate?"
"We both went to different bathrooms dumbass" she laughed and walked to the boarding part.
"I'm getting window seat" I ran through the tunnel with my backpack"
"Sure, you're acting like a child" my bestfriend laughed.
"Well i'm 16 so technically a child" i skipped through the tunnel.
"God sometimes i wish your parents weren't easy going" Teresa sighed.
"Same, but not really because i get to go on holidays to Paris with my 18 year old bestie" i stopped and waited for Her to catch up.
"I want a drink Teresa please order one for me, in french that's fun" i was exited, Teresa is perfect at French.
"Fine, child"
She waited for a flight attendant to walk by.
"Bonjour, puis-je avoir un coca s'il vous plaît?" (Hello, can i have a coke please?) she asked perfectly.
"Oui bien sûr" (yes of course) the flight attendant handed a coke and went on.
"Thanks, oooh i loved it." I opened it and drank some.
We were back in California hours later at around midnight, i slept a bit in the plane but we had quite the turbulence.
"Let's go home baby!" I wooped walking to the car with my suitcase.
"Please it's too late for this shit Thomas" she was acting like my mom.
"Fine"
We got to Teresa her house and slept there.
In the morning.
"Good morning" i trew a pillow at Teresa.
"Fuck you Tom" she flipped me off, i got up and got my suitcase and stuff i had on the floor.
"Anyway, i'm gonna go because i said i'd be home today so bye, ass" i flipped off, payback.
I walked downstairs, got in my car and drove to my house where my mom was.
Basically to cut it short i've got daddy issues so no dad for me.
No that's a joke, my mom had hook ups and stuff when she was younger and she got pregnant from one but didn't tell him, so i don't have a dad...
Life sucks i guess?
I got home and opened the door.
"I'm home!" I dragged my suitcase in and dropped it.
"Hey honey! How was it?" She walked downstairs, probably just finished doing the laundry.
"It was so cool! The Eiffel tower was way bigger than i thought." I said and went to hug her.
"That's great, i actually just had to leave for work is that alright?" She smiled.
"Yes ofcourse, i wasn't gonna do anything either way"
"Good, bye Tommy" she knew i hate that.
"Mom! Don't call me Tommy you know it." I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, Tommy" she walked away.
I was 16 and she was 33 she was 17 when i was born.
Not her proudest moment but she's a great mom.
(Newt's POV)
"This is taking ages, i still have 5 days left dude it's boring the shit outta me" i said.
"Imagine how bored we were sitting here for a year waiting 'til you wake up" Lizzy said what she thought.
"Lizzy, be nice to your brother." My dad spoke up, ofcourse my sister rolled her eyes.
Shes 15 but not maturing to be honest.
After 3 days it was still taking long.
"2 days too longggg" i groaned, wanting to run around like a child again.
"Can i PLEASE go to the bathroom without the wheelchair?" I asked a nurse.
"You know what, fine but with crutches" she handed them, i was exited to walk again.
For the first time in a year.
"Be careful, your muscles aren't build up a lot" i knew she was right but i just didn't hear her.
I got up standing on my right leg as a reflex of the bite on the left.
I started standing on my right leg too, it hurt but not bad, until I started only standing on left, it hurt. A lot.
"Bloody fucking hell!" I jumped over to my right.
"Oh right, your left leg with permanently hurt, you will find the way to walk with a limp to remove the pain." My parents knew this already, it hurt my chest to hear this. Never be able to walk normally?
"Can i still surf with this though?" Ofcourse the first thing i asked.
"If you want something enough, you'll find a way to do it. Bad leg or not you will surf if you want it enough." She smiled and walked away.
I made it to the bathroom on just my right leg and crutches.
This one gonna be a problem.
Not just physically, my mental state isn't the most balanced thing in the bloody world.
I did survive the last 2 days but they were so slow...
"You got this Newt come on" i left with crutches too.
"I know mum, let me go please?" She was afraid i would fall.
"Okay honey" she let my arm go and i went to the car, put the stuff in and sat myself.
"Are you okay?" Lizzy asked quietly.
"Yeah i think so.." i whispered.
In reality this was insane for me but i was gonna get back on that board when i could.
"Come on Newt" my mother handed me crutches.
"I wanna do it without" i waved her away and got out holding on to the car for a second, avoiding my left.
Eventually i put my left leg down trying to walk, and as the nurse said.
That limp was there, and probably always would.
Fuck this shit, i hated it.
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