All I want (twenty one pilots fanfiction)

Chapter Five

The call with my grandfather was a lot more emotional than I expected it to be. I didn’t cry but some tears were shed. I wished him a ton of luck and he told me not to worry and that everything was going to be okay. He’s not really optimistic, but he’s taking things the way they are. If he gets a good result, then that’s good. If the result isn’t good, then that’s it.

After the phone call I went downstairs. Mom came up to me and asked me about what I’d planned to do for the weekend. I told her I had to study a lot, because of the tests and projects and all that. She gave me a sad look and said she felt sorry about how busy I was with everything.

“You seem stressed lately, Jen. You’ve barely eaten anything tonight, you know I don’t like seeing you like this.”

“I am indeed stressed. I wish I could say otherwise, but school is so much, and granddad and I just miss Seattle and my old friends. I’m able to bear it all so I guess it’s okay. Don’t worry mom, it’ll pass.” Mom sighed and she walked into the kitchen, giving both of us a glass of juice.

“Isn’t it weird they’re examining granddad on a Saturday?” I asked. My mother answered, “It’s unusual, but I think it’s nice. It’s usually quite calm on Saturdays so we’ll get the results sooner than we usually would.”

“And what happens when we get them? I mean, if they’re good, not much will happen, obviously. But what if the results aren’t good? Which is quite possible, since he’s not feeling good.”

“If the results aren’t good, me and your dad are going to go up to Seattle. We want to take you and Ben too if we can. Ben will probably be able to get free from school if he keeps studying when we’re there.”

“And I won’t be able to come because of that fricken school, even when I’m on spring break. Also I have basketball and since I’m already the worst one on the team, I can’t skip a lot more practicing. Plus, I’d have to babysit. So that’s probably going to be a no.” I was frustrated at this moment and really felt like crying, again. What was wrong with me? I never cried this much.

My mother seemed to see my pain and gave me a hug. “We’ll find a solution, my baby girl. It’s going to be okay. First we’re gonna have to wait for granddad’s test results.” I nodded and sniffed my nose, which was stuffed with tears. “Take a shower and grab some more rest honey. Okay? Tomorrow morning there’s going to be an extra basketball training. I called the coach, he said you shouldn’t go if you don’t feel like, but you’re welcome. You don’t have to decide now, I’ll wake you up in the morning. But I think maybe it’s good to get a little distraction.” I nodded again. “Thanks, mom. I’ll see how I feel tomorrow. I don’t want to mess up my training, too.” My mother hugged my waist a little tighter and then let go. “I told the coach a little about the situation, so he’ll understand if you’re not paying full attention, you know what I mean?” I told mom I understood and went upstairs, whispering a good night to my parents. I didn’t take a shower since I’d already done that before dinner, so I put on my pajama’s and laid in bed. I pushed all possible thoughts away, since I hadn’t experienced many happy ones the past day. Falling asleep was hard, I went downstairs to warm up some milk, because that would usually make me drowsy. After drinking it I gave my parents a kiss, went back upstairs and fell asleep.