Hold Tight (Phan Adoption)

Chapter Twenty Eight

Waverly's POV

"I have to edit this vlog ASAP," Joey stresses reaching for his Mac. "You know you don't have to stay in here all night, you can go swim if you want. Or get Daniel to take you out to a movie or something.."

"No it's fine!" I say with a little smile. "I'm fine here, plus I didn't bring a swimsuit." Joey logs into the laptop and imports his video clips. He uploads much more frequently than dads do. He is too distracted to even remember to reply, he's so cute. I stand up to stretch my legs and walk around to the back door. I see the pool lit from in here, it reflects up into the rose bushes and onto the concrete.

My phone starts to buzz in my hand. When I look to see who it is, my heart sinks. I look back at an occupied Joey before stepping outside and taking in a deep breath. I press the green button and hold the shattered phone to my face.

"What do you want? Why do you keep calling me?" I spit into the speaker. Joey was right, I do need to toughen up and speak out. My lungs might explode from anxiety.

"Waverly! I didn't think you'd actually answer.." the voice says in a relieved disbelief.

"Look, say what you have to say before I hang up, Elizabeth." My snarl feels intimidating, am I intimidating?

"Okay okay! Um.. I just wanted to say how.. how sorry I am.." Her voice starts to crack, I can practically hear her choked back tears. My eyes roll without permission. "And I just need you to forgive me.."

I'm so mind boggled as to why she thinks I even have it in me to forgive her. "Why.. the fuck would I do that? You made assumptions about me and my sexuality and called my dads faggots! You are the reason I can't walk into school anymore!"

"I-I'm sorry!" She bawls into the phone. "I hate myself so much for it Wavey.. I'm so sorry.. please please f-forgive me.."

"Go fuck yourself." I hang up before raging and throwing my phone across the yard. It smashes into the fence and bounces into the hot tub with a small splash. I shake my head at the thought of her.

I walk over to the pool, its so shimmery and calm. I look back to see if anyone is watching, I really just need to relax. I don't think Joey and Daniel will be looking for me anytime soon..

Cautiously,  I pull my leggings down and kick them to the side along with my undies. My sweater comes off as well and I am now standing here completely naked in Joey Graceffa's yard. With a deep breath, I dive into the water and completely submerge myself in the satisfying feeling of the sun warmed water.

I kick my legs under the water and open my eyes. It's so quiet and nice under the water, I get why Joey is obsessed with mermaids. After about thirty more seconds, my lungs demand air causing my arms to paddle me upwards to oxygen. I rub the extra water out of my eyes and breathe the crisp air around me.

I lay back and let my nerves settle. My ears are under the water where the silence hugs my eardrums and my hair flows under me. My eyes study the beautiful stars and the moon as I float on my back. The astrology pulls me deeper and deeper into a meditating trance. The stars act as glimmering dreams I've had, too far for me to reach or so small that no one would even notice them while strolling through the street.

I've noticed that letting go is one of the hardest things a human heart has to deal with. I say here afloat and think about it. When a person is sad, more than likely its because they are letting go of something either temporarily or permanent. Its hard to let go if a loved one or pet dies. Its hard to let go of things like sobriety for example, and its hard to accept the fact that you messed up. Its so hard to let go of any sort of happiness. For me, its my past.