18. Here comes the plane!

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My phone slipped out of my hand and into the carpeted floor do to the uncontrollable shaking of my hands. He's coming to get me. It's not over. He's still there. He's going to hurt me. I can't do anything to stop it.

I felt scared–no, terrified– sad, depressed, I don't even know what I feel anymore. Everything is coming tome all at once. For a moment I felt that everything was going to be okay and I'm safe and it's over. But it's not.

It's like everything in my life just fell apart, I don't even know if that's possible because my life is already a gigantic catastrophe.

He's going to find me.

"Noel. Noel!" A familiar voice called and I felt my body being shaken slightly.

Without me even realizing, I had curled up in a ball as tears flood my eyes. I wiped them with the back of my hands, once my eyes are a little clearer I look up.

Nolan was standing there just looking at me. He saw me. I looked down and calmed my breathing. I felt the bed shifting, indicating that Nolan took a seat on it.

I took a couple of deep breaths, focusing on my breathing and trying my best not to think of anything else.

"Here." Nolan said, handing me a glass of water.

"Thanks." I said, my voice barely audible before taking a sip of the drink. The liquid flooded my dry throat as I did.

I placed the glass on my bed side table and adverted my gaze back to the carpeted floor, not daring to look up.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Nolan asked softly. I looked up and saw his green eyes looking directly at me–at my eyes– like he's searching for something.

His eyes looked like it always do; very green, kind, genuine and it calms me down.

I looked at him a little more. "Maybe another time." I promised, and I'm sure that I will tell him later on in the future–I hope I do. But not now, I'm not ready yet.

He nodded and adverted his gaze to the bookshelf opposite from where we are sitting. We stayed silent. But it's not the kind of silent where you want to just rip your hair out from the awkwardness, it's the kind where it's comfortable.

He's just giving me time and I'm thankful for that. I don't think that I can handle a conversation right this moment.

"You hungry?" He asked moments later

I didn't have any appetite since yesterday, all I had today was water and a cup of hot chocolate. "Sort of." I said but my stomach grumbles. Nolan smirked.

"I'll be back." He informed before getting out of my room.

I just sat there staring at space, humming a song that I forgot the title but remembered the melody.

A couple of minutes later, Nolan came back up with 2 plates, one in each hand.

He handed one of the plates to me, dragged a chair from my study table so it's beside my bed and sitting on it. "You're grandparents left these on the dining table, I think they went to the grocery shop." He informed.

"Thanks." I said and looked down to the plate. It was mashed potatoes, some steak and some veggies. Nothing much.

"Mmm this is so good." Nolan moaned in delight. I let out a small laugh before I slowly eat my food but can't seem to finish it. So I just played with some of the peas.

"Why aren't you eating? You don't like it?" Nolan asked.

I shook my head. "I don't feel like eating."

He rolled his eyes and placed his plate beside him. He took my plate, scooping some of the mashed potatoes, meat and veggies. "Here comes the plane!" He said with a grin, bringing the spoon to my mouth.

I chuckled and blushed for some odd reason but ate the food anyway.

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I ended up finishing the food. Well probably because Nolan fed me.

Now, Nolan and I are currently outside in the backyard. And yes we are fully aware that's it's December and its cold but it isn't snowing, which is why we went outside.

We sat on an old swing set, swaying slowly.

Nolan was humming 'here comes the sun' by the beatles which is odd because the sun isn't going to rise for the next 7 hours or so but let's just move on.

"You like the beatles? I thought you're more of a 5 seconds of summer type of guy." I joked.

He glared at me. "When we were about 10 our parents gave Noah this vinyl record player and some records of old songs for his birthday and he was obsessed. So from that day on he's blast old songs by the beatles, pink floyd and even spice girls!"

I laughed at what he told me. His face looked so excited telling me about it and you can see hos he missed it in his eyes.

"So I just grew to like those kind of stuffs. That's why I don't really like the songs these days."

I just nodded. "What does it feel not living with your brother anymore?"

"Well, I don't need to worry about the smells after he uses the bathroom anymore." He said with a chuckle. "But sometimes it gets really lonely without him in the house and without the old songs playing around the house 24/7."

I chuckled. "But doesn't it feel great knowing that your brother is happy with his life and has a family of his own?"

He nodded. "Yeah I'm very happy of him. Though I'm still waiting for him to have the balls to propose to Ella and get married."

I smiled. "So what's Ella like?"

"She's very nice actually, she's a great mom for Gerett, she's a very good cook. Yeah, I'm just happy for my brother for having someone like Ella for the rest of his life."

I just smiled at him. We then swayed slowly on the swing in a comfortable silence between us.

"So, you're birthday is just around the corner." Nolan informed, looking at the night sky.

"I never told you when my birthday is."

He looked at me and laughed. "You're name is Noel, who doesn't know when your birthday is?"

I shrugged. "Who knows? By birthday can be in the middle of July or something."

"Yeah sure." He rolled his eyes. "How does it feel having your birthday on the 25th of December?"

"Well it's just like any other birthday." I said with a shrug. "Except everyone in the world is celebrating it, sort of."

"Yeah you share the same birthday with Jesus."

I kicked his leg lightly but laughed anyway.

"What do you want for your birthday?" He asked.

What I want? My old life back.

But I don't think it's possible.

"Honestly, I don't really know." I lied.


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xoxo,
Felicia


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