With A Cherry On Top

Chapter Twenty: Welcome to our humble abode

Song: Hate U, Love U by Olivia O' Brien

Chapter Twenty: Welcome to our humble abode

"Is that the last of your stuff?"

I had told all my friends to go since I would be fine. I would. At least, now I knew my mom was alive. That was all that mattered. I just couldn't wait to see her.

When we first found out the news, after dropping all my things in my room, I grabbed my new phone and rushed to the hospital. Somewhere along that line, Zane had taken it from me and given it to Xander to add the contacts and apps I used to have. They didn't ask why he was with me, or why I had a new phone, and I didn't bother offering up an explanation.

Normally, I would have been upset I missed school, but school seemed so unimportant in my life right now.

I just didn't understand how the doctor expected me to go to school when my mom was lying somewhere unconscious, but I trust Dr. Wallace and he said she'd be awake by tomorrow. Plus, I should just be thankful she's alive. She was hurt pretty bad.

"It's not like we're staying for long. And we can come back anytime we want." Reveka replied.

From what I knew, it takes a gash about a week to heal depending on how deep. It takes a broken arm about seven weeks, and it takes broken ribs about six weeks. So we'd be staying at his house roughly two months. I would count my days to freedom. 

I shuddered at the thought of living in the same house as Anastasia. Her friends could even visit, have sleepovers. The mere thought gave me shivers.

Reveka stuffed her box in the trunk. She wasn't talking much about Mom, but I could see by the puffiness in her eyes that she'd been crying. I wish I had been crying, maybe it'd make me feel better.

Tell that to your ribs that are currently crying.

I packed most of my clothes, all my shoes, all my accessories, my wig and glasses too, just in case. I packed enough so I won't have to return, because I didn't know where he lived or how far it was.

I dropped my box into the trunk. At least I tried, but I couldn't lift it without wincing. Dad didn't ask questions when he helped me carry it and drop it. Reveka just stared at me. I felt it'll be selfish if I complained how much I was hurting at a time like this. Especially since I hadn't been resting. I had been sitting up straight for hours. At that time I didn't feel any pain, or maybe I just ignored it, I felt numb, but now it felt like all that was just building up. I just wanted to lie down and wake up to see this was all a dream.

I just wanted to be angry, but at who? At Jaxon? At that stupid driver?

At Dad?

I wanted to be angry at him, but being angry is a lot harder than it seems so I just went with not bothering to talk to him. It's not like I was bothering to talk to anyone. It was more pain than gain. Even breathing was hard.

We settled in the car and began on our journey.

"The last time I saw you like this was when Shayna told you that Klaus and Elijah kill each other at the end. You were so upset because although she had just finished the series, you had just started." Then she paused. "Oh wait, you looked angrier then."

That actually made me laugh when I remembered it. Dad had scolded Shayna for it, but she wouldn't stop laughing at my gloomy face.

Reveka let out a breath. "I thought I'd never be able to hear your annoying laugh again."

"Annoying?"

"You laugh like Muttley."

I drew my brows together in confusion. "Who's Muttley?"