Metanoia // The Goonies

15; I'm calling

a/n: guys i guess im getting on the move with my writing again. i honestly hate myself for being cliche and putting her in a coma but like I didn't know what else to do. Im hoping I can make it better than the typical story that always has the person in a coma. it's gonna be hard to do because outcomes will be limited but oh whale 🐳. anyways enjoy. lots of love, ash ❤❤

S E P T E M B E R     19th     1 9 9 3
11:00pm
Mikey

I finally found my way home. The lights were all still on illuminating the house at the top of the hill. I had my denim jacket resting over my one shoulder as I climbed the porch. The screen door squeaked as I pushed it open. They all stood worried looks on their faces.

"Where have you been?" My Moms shrill voice was the first to fill the room.

"Out" I replied dropping my jacket on the couch. I started up the stairs but Frankie's hand landed on my arm stopping me from going any further.

"You don't have to hide your sadness. We all know how your feeling. We feel the same way" her sweet voice filled my senses and I sighed.

"Yeah but you aren't in love with her" I said breaking her grasp on my arm and continuing to move up the stairs. I found myself in my room shutting the door behind me. I sat in my window looking through my old telescope up in the sky.

"Mikey" Brand knocked on the door. I sighed pulling my sight away from the glorious stars.

"Come in" I mumbled. He stepped in sitting on the end of my bed. I fell backwards my back hitting the bed as my head dangled over the side.

"Are you okay?" he asked but I ignored the question.

"I have to go see her"

"We don't know where she is" he said but I shook my head.

"We can figure it out. Do any of you know her parents number? You went to go find them shouldn't you know? Maybe they would know about her whereabouts" I started to rant and he sighed.

"I'll see what I can do" he stood leaving me alone again. I heard him talking to Steph and Andy but it was all muffled from the floor separating us. I tried to keep the thoughts of her away but they were even more haunting than the previous month. I couldn't get her out of my head. She found the deepest and darkest parts of my brain and appeared.

Her smile set of fireworks and her laugh dozens of memories. I could almost feel her soft brown hair even if it just gently grazed against my arm. The curved smile with a small dimple on the bottom left side of her mouth. And her eyes that could just cast a spell on you until you melted into the floor. Every single thing about her grabbed me and held me as tight as possible. I didn't want to let her go but it seemed as if she didn't want to let me go either.

Andy

I watched as the two conversed at the dinner table. Mouth, Chunk, and Data were smart to leave the conversation and play Monopoly with Mr. and Mrs. Walsh in the living room. Frankie left right after Mikey went upstairs. We didn't expect her to stay. It's not everyday your boyfriend tells you they love someone else.

"But what if they don't know and we worry them. I don't want to be the one to break the news right after they just got her back. And they are gonna want answers and we don't have those. I can't just tell them this out of the blue and not be able to tell them anymore about it" Steph's argument was good. To be honest I wanted to agree. I did agree.

"Yeah but even if we don't have answers they deserve to know. Their daughter is in a coma in a hospital somewhere and they have no idea that what happened to them years ago is happening again. Maybe they might even have Dale's number or something and then we can all find out the answers we deserve" his argument was appealing as well. This is where we came into trouble 15 minutes ago.

"Brand it's just to much of a risk-" he cut her off. His eyebrows furrowed in frustration like they always did when someone didn't understand him. He was so handsome even aggravated like he is right now.

"All I know is my brother, one of your best friends is upstairs looking more broken than he has in the last few months. Guys we spent more time with him while Estella was here than before. He was happy and he was never so frustrated but now he just seems broken. It's my job to protect my little brother and I don't want to see him hurt like this any longer. I'm calling" his words were firm and he grabbed he napkin that Steph found in her purse from our trip to Las Vegas. He stood the chair scraping against the floor adding more dramatic affect.

I admired him. He was fighting for what he believed was right. He saw the light at the end of the tunnel when all of us were focusing on the holes in the floor. He was gonna fix his little brother no matter what it took even if it meant trampling over some other people's feelings. He grabbed the phone and pressed in each number. Steph didn't say a word. She was right not to. He wouldn't of acknowledged anything she said anyway.

"Hi Mr. Borderdale" Brands once aggravated voice now sounded calm and gentle.

"This is Brand we met in Vegas, your daughter is quite a close friend of mine" he said before abruptly stopping. Mr. Borderdale must've cut him off just like Brand did Steph earlier.

"Yes. Yes! That's exactly why I'm calling" he sounded actually cheerful and his eyes smiled along with his actual smile. He took a pen scribbling more down onto the napkin.

"Thank you so much. It's totally fine. We understand completely. Thankfully they made another documentary" he laughed at what he said fixing the phone against his ear.

"Okay sounds good. Alright. Bye-bye" Brand set the phone down and sat at the table smirking at Steph. He slid the napkin to her and she looked at the scribbled handwriting.

"She's at Meredith's right outside of Oregon. Mrs. Borderdale is there with her now" he said and I smiled.

"Im gonna go tell Mikey" I said speaking for the first time since the beginning of their argument. I ran through the living room and up the stairs. I knocked on his door before lightly pushing it open. He was looking out his telescope his eyes looked red as he turned and looked at me. The vibrant green seemed almost faded.

"You should pack a bag" I said and he furrowed his eyebrows just like his brother but his weren't aggravated more confused.

"Why?" he asked and I smiled.

"Well you can't go on a road trip to see Estella without any clothes" I said and a sideways smile appeared on his face. The first I had honestly seen all day.