𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 | 𝚋𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚜

the check up

I woke up early that morning again. It was cloudy, obviously it was going to storm. I stretched in my bed, getting a good ass stretch, popping my back a bit.

I didnt bother much with exercise on rainy days. just some simple yoga. I went to the balcony, and started stretching.

once I was done, I went back inside, I showered, and made food for everyone. I was feeling quite nice that morning. It started to pour lightly when I was outside. now, it was pouring more.

I made some pancakes, waffles, eggs and bacon. I toasted bread and cut up avocados. I made myself a coffee as roxie and dave came in the common room, followed by the rest of the campers.

they stared at me in shock for a second, and then didn't hesitate to grab some food.

thankfully, they all enjoyed it. dave even tried to go for thirds, but roxie stopped him.

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I waved goodbye to everyone as I got into the jeep. Barry was like my own personal Uber.

"y/n, I know you don't like it, but we have to put them under, we cant have another incident happening."

I looked at the car window, gliding my fingers over my forearm, over my scar. "it was an accident, he was just a baby."

Barry sighed, "y/n..you know what your dad would say." he said sternly. I looked out the window, before begrudgingly agreeing.

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its hard to see people you love being sedated, especically if they were like your kids. I watched as their teeth's were checked, as well as their blood pressure and all that medical shit.

I stepped out soon after hearing that they were all okay. I took a deep breath, played with my glasses, and looked up, shortly after, yelping in suprise.

"oh my god you, you asshat! you scared me!" I said, breathing heavily with my hand over my chest. Owen chuckled, "watch the language kid"

we walked over to his motorcycle, I was honestly jealous. Ive always wanted a motorcycle. but it wasnt long until I noticed a red one next to his.

"whos is that?" I questioned, pointing at it. Owen smirked at me, before handing me keys, "merry early christmas kid"

I stared at him, mouth agape.

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"AHH!" I screamed in joy, feeling the wind going through my hair. while it was my first motorcycle, it wasnt my first time riding one. when I first met Owen, I begged both my dad and him if he could teach me how to ride a motorcycle. after some begging, and making a deal with Owen, I was taught.

after a while, we both decided to go eat, our joyride leaving us starved.

we chose margartia ville, but the top floor, where all the "important" people would be at. Being Dr. Henry Wu's daughter gave me a lot of access to places. while we waited for our food, me and owen talked, before I saw claire. After a second, she saw me too, and came over to us, her good mood was dampered when she saw owen. "Y/n, mr. grady" she said, side-eyeing owen, "ms. dearing" he replied, before taking a sip of his soda.

"hi claire! what are you doing here?" I asked, taking a sip of my wine. "just visiting my friend, and you shouldnt be drinking that" she said. taking my wine, "hey!" I protested, before snatching it back after she took a sip. "oh y/n, im going to have to post-pone our meeting, I have an investors meeting tomorrow, and my nephews will be visiting, I was wondering if you could accompany them?"

I thought for a moment, hang out with my cousin and the idiot crew, or hang out with two random guys. "yeah sure ill accompany them"

"great, ill reschedule our meeting for wednesday, is 10am alright?" I nodded, "alright then, have a nice night" she said, before walking away. it was more directed towards me than both me and owen. I turned to owen a few seconds after claire walked out, "what the fuck was that about?" I said while laughing, trying to not choke on the food that has just arrived.

"god you dont wanna know" he said, groaning.

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I walked into dads office, "hey dad?" I said, sitting on the counter, "yeah y/n?" he said, looking up from his computer, I hesitated, "I..I'm not sure about the indominus." I said truthfully, dad sighed, "y/n, we've talked about this" I clenched my fists, "dad please! shes been alone all her life! what if she escapes? she'll kill everything! she wont stop until she finds her place! its too dangerous, with her thermal sensing she could go straight to the main park! so many things can go wrong!" I looked at dad, tears in my eyes, "what if it all goes wrong again? what if I lose you this time?"

dad's expression darked, before growing soft and walking over to me, "anan, I promise, everything will go according to plan, we'll be back home before you know it," he said, "and I promise, you wont lose me" and with those words, he embraced me, and I cried.

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I stared at everyone in disbelief, they had almost died, yet they were fine? I held my head in my hands as everyone just talked and played board games. as everyone ganged up on kenji, I went outside to recollect my mind and control my breathing. I stood next to my motorcycle, leaning against it. how could they just do that? they all ignored sammy, the only one with herding experience, yet no apology to her? no "we should've listened to you"?

I took off my glasses, before punching a tree next to me repeatedly, until my knuckles turned red. reminds me of the one time I played bloody knuckles. I walked back inside and went to the elevator. I flinched as I rubbed both my knuckles. at least I can make bandages into a trend so I wont look weird.

I quickly and quietly bandaged my knuckles, at this point, everyone was sleeping, the days events taking toll on them. I quickly and quietly took a bottle of whiskey out. I turned around, watching everyone sleeping, I quietly stepped out of the room and into the kitchen.

as quietly as I could, I opened the fridge and got out a soda, the whiskey I got was too bitter for my liking. I opened the soda, and mixed it in a cup with the whiskey. I sighed as I drank the combo. It had been a while since I've drank, it felt nice. I looked around, I never noticed how big and nice this place was. there was dinosaur fossils carved into the walls, a dinosaur skull on the wall as well.

I got lost in my thoughts. I guess too much because I didn't hear when Ben snuck up on me.

ben looked at me, then to the whiskey bottle. "I thought you said you stopped." his brows furrowed. God he was so cute. I giggled, the alcohol definitely taking affect. "hi honey" I leaned closer to him, "y/n, how much did you drink?" I thought for a moment, "just a little.." ben looked at me, sadness evident in his eyes.

"you promised me you would stop." the smile disappeared from my face. I did promise, didn't I? "I'm..I'm sorry. I just needed a break"

me and ben sat down at the island, "what's wrong?" he asked. I stayed quiet for a while, "I don't know. I'm just..." no words could explain how I felt. so many things were happening, I was drunk, I missed my old life, I hated my body, I hated modelling, I hated how I couldn't eat what I wanted, I hated how I was forced to starve myself, all too be pretty, at that point, I wanted nothing more but than to swallow a bunch of pills again.

"is it getting worse?"

I felt horrible, Ben was my best friend, so of course he knew everything about me. including the bad stuff. I had to lie, I couldnt hurt him, or anyone else. "nah, its getting better, its just..one of those days I guess" Ben nodded. we sat in silence, I finished my drink, and leaned against him, my head on his shoulder.

whatever this was, it felt right. being here with ben, alone. I wished for the moment to last forever. It had been on my mind for months, but I could never face it. do I, like ben? he had been my friend for year, and we've always been so close, but do I really like him? I always caught myself thinking of him, even when I was doing nothing that related to him whatsoever. but I always thought about him, what he was doing, how he was doing. I tried to get rid of those feelings, last summer with kenji was my biggest attempt. but no matter what, my mind always went back to him. but even if he did like me back, do I even deserve him? I'm a mess of a person, so many things are wrong with me, I only hurt the people close to me. do I even deserve to be happy?

I grew too tired to keep my eyes open, and at some point, Ben helped me up and got me into bed.

as Ben tucked me in, I thought, only a few more weeks, just one more line, and I can go to sleep forever.

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