Ruled, ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴋᴀᴠɪɴsᴋʏ

road trip

''What do you mean she's in labour? Isn't she just seven months pregnant?'' Peter asked completely lost as he trailed behind me.  

Emotions. The very thing that make us human. You can have happiness, pride, excitement, relief, every emotion considered good. But what would you be if you didn't feel hurt, or pain, or despair? You can't have the good without the bad. There is no light without darkness. The trick is to balance them, so the bad doesn't seem so terrible, and you can truly appreciate the good.

However, In that moment I didn't know whether the situation was good or bad. Whether I should appreciate the fact my sibling was coming earlier or be competently terrified about it. In that moment I didn't know how to feel while feeling so much at the same time.

''Exactly! It's too early.'' I said breathlessly. ''She was supposed to give birth during Spring Break!'' It felt as if someone was choking me. I was growing scared. I was beginning to panic. My heart was racing, and it sunk with nerves. 

''Woah, woah, woah.'' Peter grabbed at my pulse, making me stop walking and turn to him. The blank morning light made his skin look so much lighter than it was, contrasting perfectly with the green shade his eyes prioritised over the brown. He looked like an angel. ''Look at me, calm down!'' His huge hands cupped my face. They were surprisingly warm and I leaned fondly onto his touch. A wave of relief washed over me. ''Babies are born earlier all the time, and If he is anything like you I'm sure he's coming out because he was tired of being inside and just wanted to get it over with. If he's anything like you he's really strong, okay? It's gonna be okay.''

''You said he...It's a she.'' I mumbled, my entire body both relaxing and fluttering with his words. Peter lowered his hands from my cheeks to pull me into a hug. ''Okay, I need to go now.'' Pulling away from Peter made that terrible sensation begin to rebuild up in my stomach. Even though I knew how to control panic by myself, Peter always helped me do it quicker.

''Where?'' He raised an eyebrow. 

''Home.'' Peter snorted making me stop again.  

''No you're not.'' I frowned mockingly at his words.  ''You're too raddled up to drive four hours now. You haven't even slept all night either!''

''Look at my face.'' I said pointing at myself and Peter took a deep breath, surely anticipating my following words. ''Does it look like I care? I have to be there.'' 

Peter made that thinking face he had been doing the entire night. The face I couldn't for the life of me read. He'd freeze for a few short seconds before shaking his head into awareness like he just had an epiphany or something of the sorts. 

''C'mon then.'' He said beginning to walk towards the dorm's parking lot. ''I'll drive.'' 

''What?'' I chuckled both incredulously and confusingly. 

''I've told you. I'd rather die than let anything happen to you. I'm coming.''  

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''We could have taken my car!'' I argued as I fastened the seat belt around me. The iconic sweet but manly smell of his car's air freshener put me into a melancholic state of nostalgia. ''It's way faster!'' The reason I was letting him take his Jeep without much fuss, was because he had his keys with him and if I went upstairs to grab mine I'd spend half an hour at least trying to convince Isaac not to come too. I couldn't lose even a minute. 

''Okay, flex!'' He laughed pulling the handbrake. 

''Just saying.'' I smiled, leaning back against the comfort of the seat. I hadn't done that in a while. In his car that is.