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Chapter 15 - Reconcile

[12/25/21]

obligatory Christmas chapter. Happy holidays!

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The next few days are a blur. Y/n goes to the funeral, spends time with her family, and tries to keep up the spirits of her relatives. She hated seeing people sad anyway, especially when she could be helping them. It left little time for herself by the end.

Even towards the end of the trip, she had refused to reply to any of Wilbur or Tommy's messages. Phil and Kristin had tried to call her to, but they had gotten the same lack of response. Y/n knew that if she got on the phone with any of them, she would start crying.

Finally though, it's time for her to return to Brighton. There wasn't any reason for her to stay in the U.S. longer anyway. Y/n manages to sleep a bit on the plane this time. Not enough for her to feel rested, but enough to pass the time for a couple hours at least.

She ends up arriving at the airport slightly delayed, not that she cared much anyway at that point. She wasn't really in a hurry to get home by then.

Y/n steps out of customs and out into the main terminal, already missing the rest of her family back home. The feeling of loneliness returns almost instantly upon thinking that.

As she's debating on whether or not she should get a taxi, her phone starts ringing. Y/n stares at Wilbur's name on the phone, debating whether or not to finally answer him. Part of her was still upset, but the other part just wanted him and Tommy back.

However, she thinks on it for too long and ends up missing the call entirely. A small, whispered curse escapes under her breath.

Come on Y/n, suck it up already...

The second she sees him calling again seconds later, she answers it, not giving her nervousness a chance to stop her again.

"Hello-"

But the moment she speaks, the call cuts off. Y/n immediately feels tears pricking in her eyes.

Of course...

"Y/n!"

She does a double-take, not expecting to hear her name being called aloud in the middle of an airport. Who would recognize her there anyway? Y/n looks up from her phone, glancing about to try and figure out who was there. But it turns out Wilbur was actually pretty easy to spot in a crowd because he was so tall.

Wait. Wilbur was there.

"Wil?!" She exclaims.

He runs straight towards her, and Y/n finds herself rushing to meet him halfway. She throws herself into his arms, finding her anger melting away the instant she's with him again.

"I'm sorry..." Wilbur says immediately. "I'm so sorry..."

Y/n chokes back a sob, muffling it by hiding her face in the crook of his shoulder. At that moment she didn't care, she was just glad that he was hugging her thank that he didn't seem mad.

They both stand there in the middle of the airport. Wilbur rubs her back gently as she cries a week's worth of restrained tears, neither of them try to move away.

"I-I...I missed you..." Y/n croaks out, her voice barely audible. "But...why...?"

"I'm so sorry," He finally pulls away, his hands resting on her shoulders. "I'm sorry Y/n. I was so focused on trying to keep Tommy that I let you go in the process. I never wanted to hurt you, I promise,"

"Okay..." She mumbles hesitantly, putting her hands over his to hold onto them. "How did you know I was here...?"

"Tommy said that you told him then you were coming back in your note," Wilbur says. "He wanted to come too, but Phil thought it would be better if he hung back for now. He's back in Brighton,"