Finally Free [Gavin Free][Undergoing Editing]

Impatience and Breaking Down

"Hello?" I was getting ready to leave the hospital when my phone rang from my back pocket. The caller ID read 'Mikey Wikey.' Gavin insisted I change it to that and I couldn't help but do it. It was just too funny because Michael doesn't know.

"Hey Jane. Are you leaving to the airport right now?" He asked. He sounded tired and I couldn't help wondering what's gotten him so exhausted. His voice also held an urgency that made me curious.

"Yeah. I'm just waiting for Burnie and Gavin. What's up? Miss me so much that you couldn't wait until I get there?" I laughed, folding one of my dresses and placing it in my suitcase. He chuckled into the phone. Oh, that laugh. How much I've missed it. During my time here I've only talked to Bree that one time and the others have just been waiting patiently for me to call or just come back. It sucks being away from the people I've gotten to know in Texas, even if it has just been a few days. It's difficult.

"Oh, you know it, you bitch," We both laughed. "But, uh, the real reason has to do with Bree."

That made me pause the folding I was doing with a pair of my socks. I stood straight, licking my lips. "What do you mean?"

"Well, last night she had to go to the hospital," His words made me grip the phone tighter. "She had a miscarriage, Jay." His voice sounded so tired, making me believe he was there at the hospital, probably along with Lindsay. "We took them home earlier today."

"H-how is she? How's Ray?" God only knows how Ray's doing. He's probably a train wreck. I am worried about Bree of course, she has been close to the same situation way back in her early teens, but Ray I bet hasn't been anywhere near a situation like this. So it's something new and life changing for him while Bree has had a shitty life already with no boundaries.

"She seems to be fine, but I know she's just wearing a mask to cover up her emotions or some shit like that. As for Ray, he's kind of quiet about it. I can tell it's hard on him though. I know I would be fucking depressed if Lindsay went through the same thing." Michael sighed. I felt a lump in my throat as I took all of this in.

"Don't jinx it," I said. I quickly began throwing the rest of my clothes into my bag, needing to not waste any time now. I was hoping Gavin and Burnie would do the same. Thoughts of Bree circled around in my mind, swimming through pools of worry.

"Right. Well, Lindsay will be going to check on them later. Sorry you're not really coming home to some happy campers." Michael apologised. I ruffled my pink curls before sighing out a held in breath. I now had a mission: getting to my friend who desperately needs some comforting from her best friend. I knew Ray would probably be in the same state as her, so his comforting skills wouldn't be the best at the moment.

"I'll come home as soon as I can." Michael and I said our goodbyes and we both hung up. I sat on the edge of the bed, biting my lip in frustration. I just didn't like the fact that Bree and Ray were struggling with this right now. I never liked it when someone was pain and I always felt the need to right the wrong. It's just an instinct of mine that I inherited from my father, just something I couldn't loosen from my habits. Yes, it's a habit. An unhealthy one, but one that does good.

I couldn't even imagine if that happened to Gavin and I. We would definitely be train wrecks. This whole thing made me realise Gavin and I never used protection during our intimate moments. We would get so caught up in the excitement that those necessities had exited our minds and flushed themselves down the 'reasonable-thinking toilet'.

I really hoped we got lucky and I didn't get pregnant.

"Jane? You ready yet?" Burnie called from the other side of my door. I didn't hesitate to grab my suitcase and almost smack into him as I stepped out into the hallway. He steadied me with his hands. "Jesus, calm down. What's got you all wound up? See a guy from One Direction outside your window?" His sarcastic smirk didn't even phase me. It usually did, almost always gets me riled up.