Satellites

Fifteen

HOPE YOU GUYS ARE LOVING IT SO FAR ^_________^ 

I open my eyes to see a sleeping Kellin. He’s snoring lightly and looked really peaceful. I haven’t seen him this way in a long time. I notice the tear streaks on his cheeks; I trace them, just in time too.

“Good morning” I give him a weak smile.

He sits up and hugs me tight. Suddenly, last night’s revisits and almost straight away I felt sad. He lets me go and just looks at me.

“Mom texted last night, she and Dave are at Henderson and still searching.”

I look down. “When are they coming home?”

“Hopefully soon”

“Okay, uhm, breakfast?”

“Let’s go to the diner”

            I nod in accord, and started getting ready.  I still feel the same. I don’t feel sick; I don’t feel like I’m dying – I just feel normal. I look at myself in the mirror. No signs of CML, no heavy eye bags, no bruises, no paleness – just me.  I suspired and grabbed one of Kellin’s sweaters.

“Ready?”

“Yeah…”

            He starts the truck and we take off. I don’t know how to describe the situation, it’s quiet yet a thousand words threaten to escape. It’s peaceful, yet I feel like something’s about to happen. I turn to look at Kellin and then there it was – his “focus face”. I giggle lightly earning his attention.

“Why are you laughing?” and there was his smile.

“Your focus face” I smiled and poked his cheek.

“Douche” he mumbles and continues to drive.

        I guess that lightened up the mood, since that awkward-depressing-peaceful-sad feeling was gone. Fifteen minutes and we finally got to the diner; we enter and ordered the usual combos. Kellin taps my arm and points out the window. I turn to see Carly and everyone else.

“Do we tell them?”

“No, not now, knowing them they won’t handle it the way we did”

            I open my mouth to reply, but was interrupted with Carly hugging me from the back. I look up and I see Kellin getting greeted by the guys, he locks eyes with me and nods. Our order arrives and so did the small talk.

The girls were mentioning something about a thanksgiving party two days from now. I couldn’t really wrap my mind around it.  I was too distracted by everything else.

“Kat, are you listening?” Carly snaps her fingers in front of me.

“Thanksgiving party, two days from today, where?” I ask.

“I don’t really know yet, Jordan what’s a good place?”

“How about my place, my parents are going visiting some folks for the week and I’m house-sitting”

“Ah, perfect!”

“So, everyone in?” Melanie asks.

             She gets a random chorus of “yes” in reply.

“Crap Jordan, can you drop me home, mom needs me”

“Sure babe”

            They hug us each goodbye and soon left. The others transfer to another table since Kellin and I decided to leave too.