I Need An Ambulance

Chapter Six

Aubrey's POV-

It's been two weeks since the fall and it's been nothing but upsetting calls with Eliot and nightmares of me falling.

Whenever something would be going on or I felt down I'd confide to my dad. He was always there for me when I needed him but my mother was never there for me or him.

If I had the choice to, I would've stayed with my dad but he was an alcoholic and my mom being... the one who gave birth to me of course they gave her custody of my sister and I. I'm surprised she didn't take us to China so our dad really couldn't visit us but she took us to Arizona where she grew up.

All through my childhood she'd tell us how lovely it was here and how she couldn't wait to take us there one day and here we are. Now I'll be somewhat following my moms footsteps in growing up here partially.

I reached over to my night stand to grab my journal and began to write. When I didn't feel like talking I'd write about how I felt at the time and it would help me a lot, but this time was different.

Usually I could write for what seems like forever but half way through my first page I couldn't write anymore. It felt like I completely lost the ability to write and all I could think about was my dad.

I had been on the verge of tears all day and at that moment it all came out. All my anger and frustration. Not having my dad to talk to, my mom not paying me any attention or caring how I felt, which in this case I felt broken and alone.

It wasn't too late, around 10pm and I didn't have a cast on my leg anymore, restricting me from going places, just a brace. So I decided to sneak out and go to Eliot's house, well somewhat. I left my mom a message saying I'd be spending the night at a friends, not mentioning it was Eliot.

I decided to call him instead of knocking on the door in case his parents would wake up or better yet, answer the door. I told him I came to talk but it wasn't bad. The second he opened the door he could see that something was definitely wrong.

"Come here Bri" he pulled me into his grasp.

"Bri?" I questioned him, no one had ever called me Bri before.

"Yea, Bri. It'll be your new nickname"

I grinned at the fact that he'd given me a nickname, I thought it was cute.

He lead me to his couch where we sat and talked for about an hour, sharing some thing's we've never shared before. It felt so great to be able to open up to him knowing he'd actually listen and care.

He told me about how his dad passed away when he was 9 so he pretty much knew how I felt but to a larger extent. He was really close with his dad he said, he'd taught him everything he knew about soccer, it ran in the family and when Eliot was old enough he played on the team his dad coached. They'd practice every weekend together and go to games as much as they could.

I felt so sorry, I thought I had it bad but I was still able to see my dad when I'm older and call him if I wanted to, his dad was gone forever.

A/N: Sorry for not updating in like two weeks and I did say I'd try to update more but I got lazy and put it off. I chose the song 'I will follow you into the dark' because it's cute and I thought it would go good with this chapter. Thank you for everyone who reads this I hope you all have a great day. Please vote or comment !!!!!!!!