Once In a Lifetime (A Tobuscus/Toby Turner Fanfiction)

Chapter 13- GoodBye For Now

Whitney's POV-

Toby looked confused and shocked at the same time. You can't blame him though. No one ever guesses we are a father and daughter duo. He is almost 7 feet tall while I am five foot nine, not muscular but not a weakling, and I only have one tattoo that is only visible if you see me in a bathing suit....which my dad still doesn't know about. My dad has tattoos all up his arms and has the build of a body builder.

"Yes, he's my dad, Tobes." I explained calmly. One of the nurses had already started tending to his bleeding head but he looked like he might strangle someone.

"Sweetie, he crashed his car with you in it! You could have been killed!" My dad yelled out of the corner of my eye I saw Toby tense/cringe at his words. This wasn't Toby's fault in the slightest but how I was going to convince my dad the same, I didn't know. I could tell the guilt was eating Toby alive and my dad sure wasn't helping anything.

"This was not his fault! You leave Toby out of it. I'm going to be fine so why can't you just leave it at that?!" I argued. My ribs hurt like crazy but I knew that if I backed out my dad would have won this round when all I needed was a rest.

"Leave him out of it? Not his fault? He was....he was driving the car when it went over that cliff. Plus, yes you're going to be fine but... how long from now?!" My dad yelled back. This needed to end.

"It's not really your choice who I spend time with. I am an adult, this is my decision." I said a little more calmly, trying to bring the air in the room to a normal temperature. This only succeeded in making him angrier.

"I am still your father! You are going to get better then you are coming back to Michigan where you will finish college. I am not letting you go back to that...thing!" He screamed, then stomped out of the room, giving Toy one last glare before slamming the door behind him.

Bursting into tears I buried my face in my one good arm. Why did my dad have to be such a jerk? My sobs hurl like mad but I couldn't stop crying. Groaning I calmed myself down a little. I felt Toby's hand intertwine his fingers with mine and I leaned over enough to put my head on his shoulder.

"Everything is going to be okay. I'm here. Let it out." Toby cooed in my ear, resting his forehead on the top of my head so his mouth was near my ear. I sighed into his touch, thankful he was here to comfort me. I drifted off, my head still resting on his shoulder.

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I opened my eyes to darkness. At first I thought someone had simply turned off the light in my hospital room but I immediately recognized the scene a moment afterwards. I was back in the car, rolling down the Cliffside, holding onto to Toby for dear life. Just like before the window next to me shattered and I watched as the pieces put themselves into my arm, this time fully aware of it all happening.

The car skidded to a stop at the bottom and everything was still for a second. My arm throbbed painfully, as did my ribs, but I knew that it was a dream so I discarded the feeling. Looking over at Toby, all clarity that this was a dream and not real left my body.

I screamed in terror. His head had smashed against the steering wheel, blood running down the curved surfaces into his lap where it had started to pool. I screamed louder and tears started streaming down my face. Grabbing his shoulder I shook him slightly and sobbed harder at the touch of his cold, lifeless skin touching my hand.

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