Silent Symphony//Jack Avery Fanfiction

Chapter 30

The week flies by too fast. I've given Jo briefs and run-throughs of all sorts of possible situations that probably won't happen while I'm gone. I beg her to always, always be vigulant of her surroundings and at least check the security cameras twice a day. She has my number, and I set it with a special ringtone so I never miss a call if she needs me.

I'm such a pack of nerves that I can't even drive to the airport in the morning. Jack does as I sit in the passenger seat fidgiting with the fresh bandages on my fingertips.

"Colby, everything's going to be okay," Jack tries to comfort me. "We'll try to stay home while your gone. You don't have to worry about us."

I shake my head, staring out the car window as I watch the morning sun burn bright in the sky. "I'm gonna worry no matter what, Jack. Nice try though."

He frowns and silence fills the car.

Jack pulls into the parking lot of the private airport and I just stare at the black Jet in the runway, already waiting for me.

I take a deep, unsteady breath when we step out of the car. Jack helps me with my suitcase, pulling it behind him as we go into the airport.

"Jack, I don't wanna go alone." I look at him, knowing full well that I'm making it harder on both of us. "I'm scared."

Jack frowns, tears threatening to spill over the waterlines of his dark eyes as he turns to me. "Colby, don't be scared. I'll be waiting for you. It's only a few days."

I nod, my own warm tears tickle my cheeks as they spill down.

This is where we split.

I hug Jack tightly, not wanting to let go. I take deep breaths of his smell, not wanting to stay in a place that doesn't have the hint of his scent.

Jack tilts my head up and presses his lips to mine in one long, drawn out kiss; savouring the taste and the feel of each other's lips.

I run my hand through his curls, pressing our foreheads together for a moment before stepping away, saying goodbye.

I don't look back, feeling lost as I go through the security and board my plane. I do look for my car as my plane turns onto the runway to see that Jack's still there, waiting for my plane to be gone.

The first day consists of the travel, and settling into a lonely, cold hotel room.

I call Jack when I land to let him know I'm here, and then Facetime him before I try to go to bed.

I don't sleep well at all. Tossing and turning fitfully the whole night. I use one of Jack's sweaters that I stole as a pillow, which smells overwhelmingly of him, but it's not the same.

In the morning I drag myself out of bed. I've got a physical assessment this morning to gage where I am physically right now. I've had time to heal up enough to be confident to take it. 

I know I do well in the endurance run, but when it comes to the obsticals I struggle because of my hands. I try to power through the pain, but in the end it becomes too much to bare and I loose the grip in my hands, sliping on a climbing wall.

The instructor has to tell me to give up on the wall before I hurt myself.

After that, I go back to the hotel and change the dressings on my fingers as the nailbeds started to bleed.

Alex and Ben come by my hotel later on, checking on me and taking me out to supper.

During that time, I don't feel so lonely, but I still feel like I'm missing something.