Stay With Me // H.S

Chapter: 1

Please remember that this is an AU that means what happens in this story does not have to follow everything that happens in real life exactly. Ages might differ as well. Please enjoy!

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Chapter 1:

Darkness.

That’s all there was; in my room and in my mind. The moon would normally cast light through the curtains causing a low glow of comfort to appear, but at the moment there was no light; allowing shadows to dance upon the walls. My mind was churning with a million thoughts causing nerves to build up.

I turned onto my back and gazed up at the ceiling trying to keep a positive mind about tomorrow, but the darkness was slowly winning out. I wasn’t feeling too well and the pit in my stomach only grew as I kept tossing and turning. My eyes were wide open from not getting the proper amount of sleep and I wanted more than anything to be in a dreamlike state, but instead I am lying here going through a mental check list. 

“Bethany?”

I came apart from my thoughts and looked toward the door to see my father peeking in; a small amount of light from the hallway shined on his face.

“Yeah?” I asked while sitting up and pressing my back against the headboard. I watched as he left the door open a crack and walked over to sit on the edge of my bed.

“Honey, I can hear you tossing and turning from across the hall. Tell me what’s wrong please,” he said softly.

“Nothing’s wrong dad, I just can’t sleep,” I shrugged bringing my knees to my chest.

“Well people tend to not be able to sleep if they have something on their mind, so instead of keeping all your thoughts locked up, how about you tell me what’s wrong,” he said trying to coax an answer out of me.

I tilted my head towards the ceiling and murmured, “I guess I’m just nervous for college.”

“Well that’s understandable when it comes to new experiences. Not everyone likes change,” he rested a comforting hand on my knee and rubbed calming circles on the skin while I tried to take deep breathes.

“How about you lay down and I’ll rub your back for a little bit,” my father offered with a smile causing the corners of his eyes to crinkle. I lay down with my back facing him and snuggled further into the pillow inhaling the scent of fabric softener and home. He started rubbing slow soothing circles that began to calm my nerves, “Just like old times.”

It was silent for a little bit; my breathing was getting slower and my eye lids were getting heavier, “I’m going to miss you so much,” I said softly.

“I’m only a phone call away, don’t worry,” he continued rubbing my back until I eventually fell into that dreamlike state that I had wished for.

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The sound of birds chirping outside the window drew me away from my sleep. I turned onto my back and shoved the pillow over my head to block out the low glow of sunlight that could be seen through my closed lids.

“Bethany if you don’t get up now we’ll be running behind schedule. I want to be out the door in twenty minutes,” my father yelled from downstairs.

I groaned and tossed my pillow to the side then rubbed the sleepiness from my eyes. I glanced around my empty room and wished I could go back in time to where the future was nothing to worry about.

“I don’t hear any footsteps up there! You need to hurry up,” he yelled up the stairs again.

“I’m up, stop stressing,” I shouted back; I put on my black rimmed glasses and slid out of bed before wandering out of my room to the bathroom across the hall. Looking in the mirror at my shoulder length dark blonde hair, I decided to just tie it up in high ponytail and let it be. I brushed my teeth and washed my face before going back into my room to change into an outfit I laid out the night before. I pulled on the capris yoga pants and a baggy light blue t-shirt then slipped on a pair of flip flops.

I tidied up my bed, making sure I smoothed out all the creases before walking towards the door. With one hand resting on the door frame and the other on the knob I took one last glance at my childhood memories plastered on the walls. I closed the door and jogged down the stairs before walking into the kitchen to see my father and my little sister, Alexandria, eating breakfast at the counter.

“Look who decided show up,” Alexandria teased with a mouth full of eggs.

I scoffed at her comment and filled up a plate with scrambled eggs and bacon before taking a seat next to my father. We ate in silence with an occasional clank of a fork against a plate or the slurp of a drink.

“We should get going, it’s a four hour drive to Boston and we need to get there around noon for check in,” my father said as he put his plate in the dish washer. My sister and I took care of our dishes as well before heading outside to our family car; that was currently stuffed with all my dorm supplies. My father came out of the house shortly after and before I knew it we were passing the ‘Leaving New York’ sign.

My thoughts were still a jumbled mess from last night and I had no idea what to expect once I arrived at college. Would people still be in stupid cliques like in high school? Or would people grow up and finally treat everyone with respect? I’m used to being that shy girl who people don’t bother with a second glance but I’m hoping I will fit in and maybe find a friend or two.  

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