Ｏｃｅａｎｓ - ａｐａｒｔ

T W E NT Y - F O U R

*Wynter's Pov!*

Light quickly flashes through my right eye, then my left. "She has a slight concussion, but in a day or two she should be fine." The doctor said, clicking off the flashlight. "If her condition gets worse, please feel free to come back for further examination." She said as Jason nods. "Thank you, I will let you know." He says as I slowly stand up, walking out with Jason's arm wrapped around my shoulder. 

I look up to see his eyes, but I quickly look back down. Hospitals have too many lights, every one more blinding then the next. So I just shut my eyes, letting him take me out of here. "How are you feeling?" He asks, our feet squeaking against the marble floors. "Better than ever." I say sarcastically, he laughs. 

"Dumb question?" I shake my head. "No such thing as a dumb question." I say as he hums, disagreeing with me. "No, there most definitely is, like If one plus one is two." He says as I try to meet his eyes again, but fails. "Whatever." I say, laughing a little. Suddenly, his hands tighten around my shoulders and stop walking. 

Confused, I look up to see my parents in front of me. My eyes widen, but my mom just takes me in her arms. "Honey, are you okay? We just got back." She says as she hugs me even tighter. "Mom I'm sorry, I'm okay." She then lets go of me. "How did this happen?" She asks. "She hit her head when we all went to the library." Jason lied, my mom seemed to believe it. "Be careful next time." She says looking down at me. 

I just nod. "Also honey there is something we need to tell you, so let's go home." My father said, as I let go of mom. Jason stepped closer, staring down at me sincerely. "Have a good day, I'll text you." He said. I look down at our hands right beside each other. His hand comes closer, but falls back. I wanted to hold it, for him to meet mine halfway. But my hand stayed limp. 

My fingers watched you walk away. So I just went with my parents, ignoring the feeling of your eye staring behind me. 

*

The drive was cold and silent. The closer we got to the house, the more worry built up inside. It felt like a wall, slowly cracking, waiting to topple over. But I held it in, letting the pieces stay in place just for the time being. My eyes looked up, clouds filling my vision, and moving around me. I wish I could sleep on one. Take an everlasting nap, forgetting everything. 

But as my eyes watched those clouds, I wished that I could fly through them. The water soaking my clothes, like the ocean always did. I miss the water, swimming silently through the night. It was somehow so warm, but the air was so cold. I miss sitting on the pier, it feels like forever since I had. Even if it has only been a few days. 

I felt the car come to a stop, the beach coming into view. I smiled, wanting nothing more but to jump in. But the dizziness I was feeling said otherwise. The car door swung open, mom's arms wrapped around me, helping me inside as my dad opened the door. I was mad that she was treating me like a child. But once I was fully on the floor, without anything to lean on. It felt as If I could stand. I just slowly went to the couch, as they sat down beside me. 

It was quiet, but not a good quiet that is nice. A concussion couldn't hide the fact that they were hiding something, and I was about to find out why. "Honey, were sorry for this but." My father paused, taking my mom's hand. "Our business is paying a lot for us to start travelling more. It really helps the company and they promise holidays so we can visit that entire time." I look back at my parents. 

This week was great, but I knew eventually it wouldn't be fun anymore. Because that's how it was with Theo. I thought I would be fine for a month, but as years go by. This feeling is getting worse, and doesn't seem to be getting better either. But my parents seem happy, they love to travel and see the world. With this promotion they can, and at least they will show up for holidays. 

So that is the only reason why I say

"You should do it, I'll be fine and we can always FaceTime." I paused, as my mom smiled. "But, can my friends still be here?" I asked as mom laughed. "Yes, but not all of them. Eleven is too much, just keep the house clean." My father said as I nodded. He was always the clean one, and if that's all I had to do. I was okay with it. "Just make sure to lock doors and windows at night, be safe. Also you can use the spare car in the garage." 

Spare car? My mom beamed, taking my hand. 

My heart sped up as she opened the garage door. There it was, a blue car. The one I've wanted since I was a child. "How did you afford this!" I said slowly walking towards it, trying to keep my legs under control. "Our job pays well." My father said as I opened the car door. It was perfect, and couldn't be happier.

But after what just happened today, I think I'll stick to walking for a while. 

"Honey, we gave you this car...because we are leaving tomorrow." My father said as my mom's sad face came back again. "Why so soon?" I asked as my mom stepped closer. "They needed us longer, but offered to take us back for today to tell you this. We didn't want to tell you on the phone ." Her eyes looked down, waiting for some type of anger. 

But I wasn't angry. 

They have raised me my entire life, I should be fine and this is what makes her happy. Staying back where the ocean is, that's where I'm happy. "Thank you for this car, it's amazing and I will be fine. I'll call you often, no worries." I said as they both smiled this time. "We should go out for tonight, spend some time together before we leave." She says, taking my hand as I smile. 

"I really want pizza, so let's go." I said.

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And that's what we did, we spent the whole night just going out to eat and then to different stores. Buying random things in different shops. It was a fun night, even with having a concussion. 

But it had to end because right once we got home. We were all pretty much exhausted. So we said our goodbyes for the night. They were leaving early in the morning so we said it now. My mom brought me into her arms for minutes as my dad stared at me in her arms. He just smiled sadly, he would miss me. 

But I know he missed travelling more. 

So they left. 

And now I'm alone again, I don't know when they will be back. But for now I'll deal with it, and this concussion. 

It' s crazy how different life can hit you. Mine hit me with a car steering wheel. 

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