A/N Big thanks to TheBlade64 (on Wattpad) for the ideas for this chapter.
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Mr. and Mrs. Ramsey picked Gavin and Geoff up from the school as soon as it ended. They also gained two hitchhikers by the names of Michael and Ray, who wouldn't stop worrying about the bruised brit. Even after they'd gotten back to the house, they'd fuss over him.
"You need anything, Vav?"
"Feeling better, Gavin?"
The questions piled up, and finally he asked to be alone in his room. They grudgingly left before he jumped on Skype.
Dan wasn't happy to see Gavin so beat up.
"What's happened to you over there? You look absolutely horrid."
"It's not the first time, isnt it.. How's everything on your end?"
Dan sighed before shaking his head. "Not too well.. It's lonelier without you, mate."
A small smile tainted Gavin's lips. "I miss you too, Dan. And I've just taken a tumble today. It's not even close to the worst that's happened."
"Can we not bring it up, Gav? I'd rather not talk about.. About that."
He nodded knowingly. They both chose not to talk about the worst of situations.. They chose to hide their old injuries. The pair that were separated so many miles shared a scar that was just at the hip; Gavin's was on his left, Dan's on his right.
It was around 3 years ago when they had gotten in a car accident during winter break.
The car had spun off the road and crashed into a decaying oak tree. It toppled over, smashing the roof in and puncturing it's metal with larger branches, creating a crunching noise and the scream of bending metal. The pair had sunk down into their seats in fear, the roof just barely scraping the top of their heads. One of the branches had split the space between them, creating a shared gash on their sides. Their driver, a cousin of Dan's, gained a concussion but, thankfully, was alive.
But that was only one of the worst.
After a shared moment of silence between the pair, Dan pipes up. "Is everyone treating you alright?"
"Everyone is treating me just fine." A large smile appears, warm and familiar. "They treat me practically like family."
"Heh, but they'll never replace me, right Gav?"
"Right." Dan was irreplacable. As a friend, at least.
"Alright. It's getting late over here.. Extremely late." He smiled tiredly. "Hopefully we'll be able to talk at a decent hour soon."
"We only have to wait until Christmas." The tired smile is reflected back. "Not that far off.. Only a couple months."
"Months are a long time." Dan's voice was suprisingly solemn.
"Think of it as a bunch of weeks then. How many is there?"
Dan began to count in his head, and on his fingers.
"About eight weeks."
"Seems shorter than two months, doesn't it?"
Dan opened his mouth to argue but shut it when he couldn't find his point to argue.
"Fine, fine.. Skype you tomorrow?"
"Of course." Gavin replied.
"Alright.. I'll see you Gavin."
"Dream easy, Dan." Their signiture good-night.
"Dream easy, Gav."
Gavin logged off of Skype and went to the door to find a red-faced Michael.
