Wait for You (wlw) (Bitter spin-off)

fifteen

Vic's pov

I got off the train, relieved at finally not having the sound of a toddler crying in my ears like I'd had for the past four hours. Out of all the seats on the train, of course I got the one next to a noisy child.

But I soon forgot about it all because I was genuinely happy to be back home. As much as living in Boston was cool, I'd always prefer small towns over the confusion of huge cities. I needed my peaceful and quiet moments, and to not constantly be surrounded by people.

And I also missed my family a lot. I'd been lucky and had the best, most supporting parents I could have asked for, and being so far away from them sometimes was really hard on me.

"Vic!" my mom immediately stormed to the door as I walked in the house, hugging me before I could say anything.

"Hi mom" I said, laughing a little. "It's good to see you"

"Vic! Hi!" my dad soon joined the hug. "We're so happy you're home"

"I'm happy too" I smiled. I'd really missed them.

"Do you want some food? It's late, you must be hungry" mom asked.

"I bought something to eat, don't worry" I reassured her.

"Are you sure? I can cook you something" she insisted.

"I'm sure" I nodded, the smile still on my face.

As much as I was tired, I still wanted to spend some time with them and have a chat, especially since I hadn't been home since Christmas.

They wanted to know everything about my life in university as usual, and I was happy to tell them anything they were curious about. Except maybe a few details that had made my life a little harder than predicted in the past months, I didn't want to make them worry.

After an hour or so I was pretty exhausted, so I went to my room, but I was really happy to be home. The only thing making me sad was that I wasn't going to see Ellie, but I understood her reasons for not wanting to go back home, given her circumstances.

I lied on my bed, and as I looked at my poster-filled sage green walls, my desk full of cactuses on top of it and the soft animals I'd kept since I was young, I felt more peaceful than I had in a very long time. I was finally home.

The calm lasted until I got a text notification from Mei just a few minutes later. We'd said we were going to see each other while home, so I was expecting to hear from her at some point. By then, I'd fully accepted that I was going to have to keep my feelings towards her for myself until they eventually went away. And I knew that seeing her would only make them worse because just the sight of her made my cheeks burn, but I still wanted to spend time with her.

mei: hii
mei: i forgot when you come back home
mei: but my parents leave for a week tomorrow so you could come to my place tomorrow evening, if you want

you: i got home like two hours ago :))
you: sounds good!

mei: greatt see you tomorrow then

It was difficult to grasp what her intentions were after what happened the previous time we were together, but also given how close we'd become in the past months.

Maybe she just thought it would be nice to finally talk about whatever we talked about on the phone in person, as I also did. But even if her plans involved making out or even more than that, I was honestly okay with that too. It was going to make me feel better than us not seeing each other, and I'd come to terms with the fact that we'd never be more than that anyway.