The Search: Light and Sun

Everything Is Fine

Chapter 2 | Everything Is Fine

"It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless, you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all -- in which case, you fail by default"

- J.K. Rowling

**I recommend you to listen to Coming Home by Sigma for this chapter as uploaded above**

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My heart drums immediately, upon hearing this. I was as confused as overjoyed which is the worst possible combo of emotion, if you ask me. But it was a feeling worth feeling.

Each breath I take burns my nostrils but I have to breathe because it helps with the lightheaded feeling what makes me drag my feet.

"I told them to wait there. I assumed they would be drained and jet-lagged with the travelling and what not." He says absent-mindedly as he leads me back to backstage, while doing a bad job of humming "feel it still" but also knowing the away around this campus a ton better than I ever will. Once we reach, euphoria erupts inside of me, and without wasting a second, embrace them right away completely forgetting to thank Mr Levington. Wait, for what exactly should I be thanking him...? Ah, never mind.

"I can't believe you guys!" I shout, rapturously.

"Seventeen years old and still misses his parents?" chuckles my dad, "This kid is not normal at all!" He loudly professes as he tightens the hug.

I smile now, which eases the fight against all the water works.

"Oh what do you know about normal, dad!" I think to myself.

"So how come your four days early? Did they close Hawaii?" I ask sarcastically.

"Yeah, so about that, we were kidding about the duration of the whole thing. Also, it was a business trip Joey, how many times must I remind you?" Mom says, defensively.

"In Hawaii? Mom, anything you do in Hawaii, is considered vacationing!"

"Come on son, you really think we would miss this for Hawaii-I mean work?" He says, doing a terrible job at consoling me.

"Actually, that is literally exactly what I was thinking." I gush, smiling now more than ever. I loved these little sarcastic conversations we seldom have. Also because your never going to get to see a better version of Jonas Clive is when he is passive-aggressive.

"Sweets, we're here now and just so you know, we wouldn't miss this for the world." She smiles warmly. "Have you learnt all your lines?" She asks, but now, I feel the need to take off a big burden off my shoulders.

"You know what guys? There's something I've been meaning to tell you. And now that your here, it's best if its, you know, out there. I don't like plays. At all. I hate them actually. Well that's an understatement. But I also know that you guys are here four days early just to see me in it, and I appreciate that, trust me I do, but I'm so sorry, I just can't do it. I wanna go home. Please, can we skip this and go home?"

"Oh my god, honey, we would never do something we know you didn't like, especially not to you!" My mother pacifies me, as she pats my cheek, comforting me.

"Yeah son, if you hated it so much, then we are really sorry for putting you through all this." comforts my dad, rubbing his hand on my back in quick strokes; something he does when he wants to make me feel better.