Moving On

Chapter 2: What now?

{Chapter 2: What Now?}

All I remember is the argument, all I remember is wishing that she wasn't here and now she really isn't. I'm all alone. I haven't seen my dad since they got divorced and he moved away, we talked off and on until last year. We haven't talked at all since then; apparently neither of us had the time, we played phone tag at the beginning of the year some but then both of us stopped calling each other.

What am I going to do now?

The nurse told me that they were in the process of getting a hold of my father. I can't help but wonder if that's the only option... is it? At least I'm beginning to get better, I'm up and moving on my own without an IV in and they aren't worried anymore about swelling in my brain anymore.

I've officially been in the hospital for 15 days, including the time that I was apparently in a coma. I cannot wait to get out of here. I've missed nearly a month of my junior year, which means I officially missed prom. My first real prom and I missed it.

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A few hours later my phone rings and I think that it's, Sage since its about time that school is out and she calls me everyday before she comes to visit me for a few hours. Only it isn't Sage, the caller ID says Dad. I guess it's time to get this over with.

"Hello?" I quickly answer.

"Hi, Honor, I'm so sorry that I wasn't there. I should've been there for you."

My mouth starts to dry out, my dad and I haven't been close since he moved and left me here. "Dad, it's okay. Everything is working itself out."

"Honor, it isn't okay. It isn't okay at all. I should've been there for you, I'm your father, I never should've left you."

"Dad, really it's fine. I'm supposed to be discharged tomorrow so I can go home and it will be fine."

"Honor, that's why I'm calling. You can't go home."

"Dad, what do you mean?"

"Honor, you aren't seventeen yet. You can't live on your own."

"Fine, I'm sure Sage's parents will let me stay there."

"Honor, I want you to come and live with me."

"Wait, what? Dad, I'm supposed to go back to school next week. It's my senior year, I can't just leave like that. I have to say."

"Honor I want you to come and live me, I want you out here Honor."

"But, Dad..."

"What Honor, what are you thinking about?"

"My entire life is here."

"Honor, please. I need to know you're okay." His voice cracks as he says this.

"Dad..." I trail off. I'd be moving to his ranch in Wyoming. Apparently after he left mom and I he went to Wyoming where an Uncle of his lived. His uncle owned a large cattle ranch and he never had any sons that wanted to take over, which is where my dad came in. He took over for him a little over 2 years after he moved.

"Honor, please, I left Wyoming as soon as I found out what happened. I'm almost to the hospital. You're at UNMC in Omaha still, right?"

"Yeah, dad. Wait, why didn't you call me when you found out what happened?"

"We can talk about that when I get there in about 5 minutes. What's your room number Honor?"

"536. I'll see ya soon dad."

"See ya soon kiddo."

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Within 5 minutes my dad walks though the door of my hospital room. He quickly walks up to me and grabs my shoulders, then inspects me, to make sure I'm okay I guess. Once he finishes that he pulls me into a quick hug and says "Honor, I missed you so much. I'm thankful you're okay; so damn thankful."

"Dad, I told you on the phone that it's all working itself out."

"Honor, I know you said that, but I'm still worried; I made the biggest mistake of my life the day I left. I've regretted it ever since. I'm looking at this like it's a new beginning. A new start for us ya know. Honor, I want you to come and live with me, you can finish high school online or at the local school. You can come and visit Sage during the summer, or she can come and visit you. Honor, I want to know my daughter again. Hell, I need to know my daughter again."

"Dad, I don't know what to say to you. It seems like I don't have much of a choice, do I?"

"Honor, of course you have a choice. You always have a choice."

"Dad, like you said, I'm not 18 yet. I can't live on my own."

"Ha. I'm sensing some major sarcasm in that statement, Honor."

"You know me so well, dad. I guess a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do, right?"

"Honor, I don't want to ruin your life, I don't want that at all. I want you to be happy with the decision."

"Dad, how much time can you give me? I've got to have time."