Based on the Netflix show Manifest
Olivia was one of the most fashionable, charismatic teenagers, life for her was great. She had perfect grades, a loving family, a boyfriend, and was an amazing athlete. She took a vacation with her family thinking...
"Okay, so we'll keep being careful, but we have to live our lives. I have to get back to work. I mean, our expenses just doubled." Grace my mom stated to my father who nodded, "I know, and I've got to get a job. I'm on it." Ben promised.
"Well, that's great." Grace said nodding while maneuvering through the kitchen, "I'll see what I can sniff out. Hey. You don't.. have to do this on your own, okay? Not anymore." Ben reminded my mom as she smiled. She connected her lips with his own and I looked away rolling my eyes.
"Hey, Calamander, you want to see where I work?" Grace giggled to my baby brother who sat at the dining table disgusted by them. He continued eating his cereal turning away from her and eyeing me. "Why don't I take him for the day? Give you a chance to sniff." Grace said quietly looking to her two children.
"Great." Ben agreed.
"I could get a job too, if you guys need help." I stated while standing, I was dressed in comfy clothing items, Michaela purchased. "No, no. You didn't have a job then, and not now. You're still my kid." Ben smiled to his daughter in thanks.
"I'm twenty two, no high school diploma, and an alien." I stated shaking my head, "My scholarships are gone, my offers, everything. I have nothing. All my hard work means nothing." I whispered as Grace frowned, "You have me. I'm going to get you what you need honey, your life isn't over yet. Technically you're still seventeen and in that matter you can finish school." She replied, "But not now..let everything settle first. I'll have it all taken care of." Grace mumbled.
I looked away back to my phone, and she sighed wiping her hand over her face. Grace was sad her children wouldn't communicate with her much, "IPad, headphones, shoes, grab those spelling sheets." My mom yelled to Cal walking towards the hall. Cal stood doing everything she said quickly.
"Grace." My dad called as she stopped moving. She turned around and looked to him, he held a worried expression. "Just be careful." He nodded. She smiled and walked away.
"I'm going to see Michaela later, you in?" Ben asked as I nodded, "Duh, how else will I know what's happening to us all?" I questioned. "We're gonna figure this out. Together." He promised.
"Olivia! Door!" Olive screamed as my face scrunched confused as to why I'd be summoned. I pulled down my grey t shirt and fixed my sweatpants before skipping to the open door.
A figure was seen, a muscular one, a beanie on their head, and hands in their pockets. I couldn't tell who they were until they turned around letting out an anxious breath. "Ethan?" I breathed out confused, "I couldn't stop thinking about you. I had to see you, I had to know that you're actually here. I just keep seeing your face on television and I-I.." he trailed off rambling as I frowned shaking my head.
"Ethan, it's okay. I understand, none of this feels real to me either. Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked as he nodded quickly. He let himself in, he knew where everything was after all. I shut the door behind him and followed.
"God, Ethan?" Ben asked from the kitchen. They walked towards each other, Ethan was now much taller than my father, "You're so much..manlier?" My dad laughed confused shaking his head, "and you're still the same." Ethan breathed amazed.
"I know. This is all so..weird." I ran my hands through my knotty curls that laid on my head. "I'll give you two a moment." Ben smiled walking out of view to go upstairs. I slid out a chair for the both of us and we sat, he couldn't stop staring at me. He watched me like I was a ghost, like I'd disappear if he dared to blink.
"I couldn't imagine how you feel." Ethan quietly said looking down to his lap. "It's fine, Ethan." I breathed shaking my head as he shook his own, "It's not. All of this is so fucked up. For you it's been a day, for me it's been years. You thought you were coming home to me, but instead you came home to me with someone else..I have children now..and I'm just confused." Ethan admitted defeated.
I gave him a soft smile and placed my palm on his own, his hands couldn't stop tapping at first. "I didn't mean what I said the day I returned, I was just so angry with you, you know? You have a family, I understand. But I hope we can still be friends, E." I breathed as his eyes looked with adoration. "I'd like that. You have so much catching up to do." He reminded as I groaned.
"God, I have to go finish high school first." I stated as he shook his head, "For graduation I hosted a memorial for you. Your family showed up and all of our friends. We lit candles and released balloons to the sky. I had a huge picture of you put up." Ethan smiled at the memory, "That's so beautiful." I smiled sadly.
"If I would've known you were in the sky or..I'm not sure where. I could've waited five years for you." Ethan stated. For a moment we both went into silence, I had heavy emotions on my heart and so did he. Deep down we were still the teenagers that were in love five years ago, for me more so a week ago.
"Look, I should go. We should definitely catch up soon. It was great to see you." Ethan began to stand. "It was good to see you." I smiled, I hugged him and he allowed it. I couldn't help myself, I needed this from him. I felt my eyes water, it was like a bad heartbreak all over again. He wrapped his strong arms around me and held me tight in taking a breath before pulling away.
He smiled sadly wiping the tears that trailed down my cheeks. "Don't cry." Ethan whispered. "I'll keep in touch." I walked him to the door and watched him leave, shutting it once he gave me a final wave.
"How are you?" I heard my dad ask from the stairs as I turned letting out a breath, "How should I feel?" I whispered as he walked down hugging me again. "I shouldn't have let you take that flight with me, your life could've been great, you could've been happy." Ben sighed blaming himself.
"It's not your fault. Stop self loathing, nobody could have known we'd be stuck on that plane. I chose to go, I wanted to." I shook my head across his chest. He smiled some, not that I could see.
He ran his hand over my head before kissing the top of it, "Bad timing but you should get ready, we're gonna head out soon to grab Michaela." Ben said placing both his hands on my shoulders. —
