Be Careful What You Wish For (5SOS Fanfic)

Chapter 11

CHAPTER 11

"You have to be crazy if you think she will let me go. That woman is insane!"

Evan was trying to convince me that he could convince the very angry, Stacee Jakk, to let me go home and try to make up with my family.

"You really don't remember anything, do you." He laughed.

"No. I really don't. Go for it though. I wish you all the luck in the world, and boy will you need it." I replied back somewhat rudely.

He only smiled back cheekily in response and then walked into the room that Stacee was in. I glanced over to see Lana fighting back giggles, and I glared at her. When I'd first met Lana, I'd assumed she was quite a bit older than me, because I was still thinking of myself as 18, when in reality I am now 23. Lana is only 24 making her less than a year older than me. I'd actually become closer with her the few days I knew her. She was pretty weird, but it was a good weird.

"Averi, how could you not remember this?" She finally giggled out.

"Remember what!?" I asked getting agitated. I was sick of not knowing anything that was going on.

"Stacee is Evan's aunt. She's practically his mom. She'll do anything for that boy."

I stared at her in shock for a moment before quickly getting over it.

"Of course she is. Well she practically hates me, so I'm surprised that she is even letting him date me." I grumbled bitterly.

Lana began to laugh at me, making me even more irritable. "She doesn't hate you Averi, she's really protective over you actually. She just knows you can be better than you are, and isn't going to stop pushing you towards it."

"Well, it doesn't seem like it. I doubt she is going to let me leave." I refused to think the best about Stacee. I didn't want to like her, and I didn't like knowing she actually cared about me. It just made it harder to try and hate her.

"Oh, I'm sure she will let you. Evan mentioned that she tried to get you to reunite with your family before, but you refused." She tried to explain a little.

I was really starting to hate the person I had become. I had no idea how it happened...how I could have even let it happen. I just knew that I had to try and get back to how it was before-if it was even possible. Somehow I had gone ahead five years, and if that was possible...well going back couldn't be impossible...could it? I had to find out, and I was going to try. Evan was right when he said I had to make things right. Even if I couldn't go back, at least things would be made right with my family and friends.

Evan walked back into the room, breaking me out of my thoughts. A big smile was on his face. "She said yes." He said simply.

~~~~~~~<<<~~~~~~~<<<~~~~~~~

I had created a list of the people I had to make things right with again.

- my parents

- Ashton

- Calum

- Luke

- Jo

- Amara

- Michael

The list wasn't huge, but the idea of having to confront all of those people was terrifying. In their minds, they haven't seen me in five years, while for me it's only been about a week.

Evan was helping me find out what had happened to everyone, and how hard it was going to be to make up with them. We had started at the top of the list, and slowly made our way down.

"Your parents will be easy to make up with." He'd said. "They've just been waiting for the day that you finally come home."

The rest of my list was bound to be a lot harder. We already knew that Ashton was extremely bitter about my leaving, and we weren't too sure how he would feel about me coming back. He still lived at home, and basically was doing nothing with his life. According to what Evan had gotten from my mother, Ash had given up on his singing. The guilt nearly killed me when he told me.

Evan honestly didn't know how Luke was going to take it seeing me again. He had lost his girlfriend, and all of his best friends. We were hoping for the best, but we weren't sure how things would turn out.

Calum was a different story. He was still best friends with Michael. He'd kept his life on track, and didn't fall apart when everyone else did. Apparently he tried contacting me, but I never responded.

Jo and Mara. I was honestly afraid to see them again. I wasn't sure if they were going to kill me out of anger, or be so excited to see me again that they still accidentally killed me. They might even ignore me...pretend that I stopped existing. I wasn't sure yet.

The very last person on my list was Michael. I was terrified to talk to him. Just thinking about him gave me anxiety. Rumor had it that he had turned into a jerk, and a huge player. He was with a new girl every week, and had absolutely zero interest in actual relationships. He'd gone off the deep end. If he didn't have Calum still...well, I don't want to know what would have happened to him.

Michael, it turned out, was Evan's least favorite subject.

"You don't have to see him again if you don't want to." He would say.

I didn't understand what his problem was with Michael. He wouldn't explain it to me. All he would say was that I clearly had some unfinished business with Michael. I had no idea what that meant though.

"I just don't want to lose you..." He whispered sadly before pulling me into his arms.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The plan was for us to stay for about a week. We still weren't certain what the outcome of this was going to be, and we didn't want to stay too long if it turned out badly. I was going to dedicate a day to each person on my list, and go in order down the list. That made my parents my first target. Hopefully it would be fairly easy to keep them all separate. I wasn't sure I could handle confronting two people in one day.

Michael was at the bottom of my lost, because in all actuality I was terrified to see him. I wanted to put it off as long as I could.

Right at this moment, I was sitting on a plane with Ethan and Lana. I didn't want to bring the whole crew in fear that I would seem pretty full of myself. I just wanted them to see me, as me. Not who I supposedly was now.

-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-

I stood in the walkway that led up to my house. Everything looked the same as it had ever been. My heart was beating rapidly, and I thought I was going to burst from both excitement and fear. I slowly walked up to the door, and softly knocked on it. It felt weird having to knock on my own door, but I couldn't really just walk in anymore.

I heard footsteps make their way to the door. Time almost seemed to stop as the door slowly opened, and my mother's face appeared. Shock slowly made its way onto her pretty features.

"Averi??" She breathed out.

Not sure about what to say, I said the first thing that came to mind. "Hey mum..." I managed to croak out.

______________________________________________________________________________

SUPER SORRY that it took so long to update! I ran into a little bit of writer's block and yah....ha sorry :) PLEASE let me know what you all think!

If anyone is interested, I have started a short Marcel fanfic on Instagram ;) username is @ohhMYMarcel

P.S. I also changed my username to that on twitter! Sorry for any confusion, I'm weird I know. It's only changed 3 times now while writing this story. ;)

Comment, vote, fan...you know the drill! ;D I really appreciated all the comments on the last chapter! Thanks so much for your support!!(;