You Can Count On Me // Andreas Wellinger

Part 9.1 ~ All Alone

A/N: This part is a bit different than what I have written so far, but we get to learn a bit more about Maja. I split this part into two seperate parts because I thought it was a bit too long as one. The first part may seem a bit heavy, but loads of sappiness will come eventually, so just give it a read and let me know in the comments what you thought about it. Second part will come tomorrow! Enjoy! 💜

Maja sat down on her bed and picked up her phone, soon dialling the same number for the third time today. 'Third time lucky' she thought. Surprisingly, indeed it was.

"Hi sweetheart!" The male voice answered. She closed her eyes and smiled at the familiar sound, she hated to admit how much she actually missed him.

"Hi! How are-," she started cheerfully, but she didn't even get to finish her question.

"Honey, is it important? I'm currently really busy." Her father interrupted. 'Busy as always' she retorted in her head while rolling her eyes. She was suddenly beginning to regret even making this call in the first place. What made her think this time would be any different from the other attempts of communicating with him.

"Fine, I need to know what we're planning for Christmas so I can let work know that I won't be available." She decided to cut straight to the point if he didn't have time to talk.

There was a long silence, the girl even thought he might have hung up.

"Actually, this year I don't think we will be able to spend it together..." He trailed off and Maja's face fell completely. Now that was something she wasn't expecting to hear from him at all. "I'm going to be in New York with a lot of work to do," he tried to explain himself, failing miserably.

"Oh please, work at Christmas? Don't lie to me," she scoffed. Sometimes she wished he would have continued his snowboarding career instead of starting this stupid business, but then again, it would probably mean she wouldn't be where she is right now.

"Maja for god's sake you're an adult now. Grow up. You'll be fine if you spend this Christmas without me," the man huffed. "Find yourself some friends." Her father's tone only made her more upset.

"Right, no big deal. Sure. I'll be fine." She mumbled, clenching her fist as she felt tears welling up in her eyes. Christmas was going to be the only time she even got to see her father since last Easter, but she was not going to let herself cry over this.

"Look okay, I'm sorry," he sighed. "I will still send you some presents and money of course!" He beamed suddenly.

Maja on the other hand, didn't share her father's joy. That was enough. She couldn't believe that he thought money and presents would make her forget about it all. It was always just money that mattered to him.

"You can choke on that damn money, I don't want anything from you!" She spoke angrily, immediately hanging up.

She did in fact want something from him. She wanted to spend Christmas with her father, the only person from her family who she still kept in touch with.

She opened her drawer and grabbed a picture from under a set of notebooks. She stared at it with tears in her eyes. Her vision was blurry, but she knew exactly each and every part of the picture.

"Nothing's changed mama, nothing's changed," she choked out. The tears were now rushing down her cheeks whether she wanted them to or not.

***

Maja hadn't experienced a major breakdown for the whole time she had moved into the new apartment, mostly because of the amazing people she surrounded herself with. They simply made life worth living. However, for the past few days she couldn't keep herself together. After the phone call with her father, she somehow came across his social media account, which she wasn't even aware he had. She couldn't bring herself out of being sad after discovering that he now had a new family, which clearly she wasn't part of.