Creating My Dreams•A BYE Fanfic

Chapter 54

Toby's POV:

"Should we wait for Riley or no?" Connor asks me as we sit down getting ready to call home.

"No I wouldn't. Its getting late with the time change and if it doesn't work then we know and we can keep trying."

"Okay." He picks up his phone, clicks on the contact and places it up to his ear. While it rings I lean back against the couch next to Sam and wrap an arm around her.

I can tell she's still worried about what happened earlier, even though her and her mom already talked everything over. I guess the real problem now is getting over it and, well, telling her. About us.

"Hello?" Connor asks. "Hey, mom. How you doing?" He nods his head as she speaks for awhile.

"Yeah same here. A lot has happened so we'll fill you in on it when we get back." He stops for a moment. "Yeah. Its going a lot better here." "Really?" He asks surprised looks at me. I motion for him to tell me but he tells me to wait.

"Okay. I'll tell them and call you back later." "Okay. Love you too. Bye." Then he hangs up and puts his phone down.

"What was that?" I ask leaning forward on the edge of the couch.

"She says Orlando airports are open..." He tells me still surprised. I look at Sam, knowing her reaction to this very well considering I have the same reaction.

Her eyes are closed shut tightly and a hand covers her mouth. Its nothing that anyone wants to hear at this moment. Because when airports open, we go home.

"Sammy, were not leaving anytime soon. Its gonna be awhile." I tell her before even thinking what I'm saying. But I can't think. Because us leaving is closer than I ever imagined.

I feel like crying when I reach over to her and pull her against me. I think for a second that what if this is one of the last times I have left to hug her like this. What if I never get to again? What if its never the same.

And although we've promised each other we'd stay forever, what good are promises when your thousands of miles apart from each other? When you can't physically touch the one who holds your heart?

"Connor, please tell me we have time still. Please..." I beg him. I don't look at him. I keep my back to him while I keep my arms around her.

"I don't know how long, but there's still time Tobes. Airports haven't opened in Chicago yet."

I sigh of temporary relief, knowing that they're closed for now, but soon they will be open, and I'll be on a plane flying away without my heart...

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Grace's POV:

I can't breath. There's a whole in my chest I can't fill and its killing me.

I wake up to a white sheet of color: the ceiling. Light shines through the curtains sprawled across the windows into my room.

My room. Its weird to wake up here since I've been gone so long. I barely remember what its like to live here, wake up here everyday, and live life how it was before. So much has changed.

Physically I'm weak. I've lost weight, my muscles ache, and I can barely stay awake at times.

And mentally, I can't list them all. There's too many. I can't remember a time when I didn't live in mortal fear of everything around me.

And this boy next to me has changed my world beyong comparison. And the thing is, I don't think he realizes it. No one really does, because my feelings and his feelings are hidden from the outside.