When Raine Falls

1 - Somerset

Chapter 1

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"Hurry up Vi, we are going to be late for our flight! God, I knew we shouldn't have seen Cal off." I groan, dragging the redhead behind me as we trudge down the center aisle of Minneapolis- St. Paul International Airport.

Our brother's flight had taken off around twenty minutes ago to Boston, where he would be staying for the duration of the fall until Christmas. I swear, when we all found out that Callum made it into Harvard for pre-law, we about cried. It had always been his dream just like mine had been to play soccer at Somerset University. It was insane that they both ended up happening in real life, but I guess fate was just in our favor.

Off-season training for soccer started around the time that Cal had to fly out to move into his dorm, which saved our parents another trip to the airport, the problem was there was only a five-minute timeline between when his flight boarded and when ours started to board.

"I'm trying. Give a girl a break, I have fifty percent less lung function than you right now, so excuse me if I can't quite keep up. Besides, we'll be fine. It's not like they start boarding economy right away," my sister wheezes from behind me, taking a second to breathe, her hands gripping her knees.

"Okay, you are definitely overexaggerating about the lung function, but are you good?" I raise my eyebrows as she gives me a thumbs-up before standing up and walking past me, towards our gate.

"No need to speed walk past me like I don't exist, I am a carbon copy of you, you know?" she says nothing as we get closer to the gate and I sigh, "Are you seriously going to ignore me right now, Violet." I sulk after her, knowing how irritated she gets when I bring up her illness.

When we were two, Violet had started to show signs of Cystic Fibrosis, so our mother decided it was for the best that we all got tested. Cal and I were carriers, meaning that the gene did not affect us like it did for Vi. A year later, her lungs went to complete shit, and she ended up on a ventilator. She almost died that day, and I honestly thank god every day for it, I don't know what I would have done without her. She is my rock. My ride or die and we have to live with the reality that she may not make it past forty, even with all the treatments and clinical trials that are coming out now.

"Shut up, I'm just trying to make sure that we don't miss our flight. Mom and dad would gut us alive." she wheezes out, and I finally reach her, pulling her to a stop. "You need to chill with the speed walking, or you are literally going to be gutted alive, but not by mom and dad." I give her a knowing look and she groans before responding.

"Okay, fine. Fine. We just really cannot be late and miss our flight." she looks at me, guilt coating her voice. I know that she really just wishes that it didn't have to be this way. She is only younger by 2 minutes, but I feel like Cal and I taking care of her since we were younger, aged her down.

Once we finally are able to reach our gate, I could feel the tension in the air dissipate. They were only boarding zones one through three, and we were lucky that that was not us.

"Mom said that our apartment stuff should arrive by the time that we get there, we just have to pick it up in the mailroom after we pick up our IDs," I say, reading the text message that she sent last night, to ensure that if we forgot what she said, we would have a back-up plan. Vi nods, sitting down in one of the charging booths as she pulls out her phone.

"Zones four and five are now boarding." the overhead speaker sounds and I throw Violet a glance as she groans. "I literally just sat down." I grab her hand, pulling her up to a standing position, and we head to the line that has formed by the check-in. We scan our tickets and are soon seated for our 4-hour flight, which I was not too excited about.

It's not that I don't like plane rides, don't get me wrong. It's that being that high up in the air scares the living shit out of me. Like imagining plummeting to my death from that far up in a hunk of metal is just terrifying. Not a way I would like either of us to die, but hey at least it would be fast.

"Are you good Ray?" Violet squeezes my hand, bringing me back into reality, and I shake my head. "Yeah I'll be okay, might just try to take a nap for the duration of the flight." she nods and as soon as we take off I'm out like a light.

"Ray we're here, wake up." I feel someone shaking my shoulders and I jolt awake to see my sisters curls in my face. "Can a girl ever get sleep anymore?" I groan, shoving her off of me, curling up against the window.

"Fine I'll leave you on this plane for all I care, I don't need a roommate anyways." That got me up and going. I've shared a room with her longer than I can remember and I didn't want to get stuck with another person whatsoever. Sure Vi snored in her sleep and would sometimes talk too but she wasn't that bad of a roommate. Sure her aflow vest could make a shit ton of noise but it isn't her fault she needs it to breathe. She is definitely the neatest person out of the three of us. You could never see Cal's floor when he lived at home and there were always dirty clothes littered on the bed and basically anywhere but his laundry basket. Mom would always yell at him for it but it never changed until Kinsley came into his life.

They had met sophomore year when Kinsley had moved to Port Sutton and happened to be lab partners in their AP chem lab and from there it felt like a storybook until last month when she went to university in Denmark. Fucking broke him when she left and she couldn't even tell him in person. She dumped him over fucking email. Like who even uses that anymore? He didn't leave his bed for a week and it took both Violet and I's weight to pull him out of that depression. And even before we left he still wasn't 100% and sometimes I worry about him. We've all been only a room away from each other for all of our lives I'm not sure I like being so far away from him. Don't get it twisted, we fight as much any other brother and sister but he's blood. He's family.

"I knew that would get you up and adam. Contrary to popular belief you can't live without me nor would you want to. I'm a fucking delight." I snort as a smirk falls upon her face. "Mhm Vi, I don't really have a choice in the matter anyways. Now let's go before our bags are circling the baggage claim."

It was fairly easy to get our luggage since we only had one bag each and the rest of our stuff was getting shipped via USPS. My mom's ides not ours, it was more efficient considering it was 24 consistent hours from home to our new home.

"How far away is the uber?" I ask, lugging my suitcase along as we walk down the hallway of the seattle airport. We had a half an hour car ride ahead of us until we would arrive at campus. I had practice later today so we were in a little of a time crunch. "2 minutes so we should probably get going outside." She says as I push open the door, feeling the other side pull a little more than it usually does. The world starts to tilt before I even get the chance to react, my suitcase rolling to the side as I brace myself for impact, but it never comes.

"Woah watch where you are going?!" A voice says as I'm pulled up to a standing position and as I make eye contact with them, I feel my heart start to pound in my chest. Her eyes were mesmerizing, like pits of the ocean, a deep blue. Her hair was just past shoulder-length, a dirty blonde that framed her face like a picture. Her right arm was completely covered in tattoos and it was all I could think about since she was wearing a wife beater.

"Fuck, I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention and you must've tried opening the door as I was too." I could feel crimson creeping up my cheeks as she pulls me back up to a standing position. "Whatever, just be careful." she shrugs my hand off, heading her separate way inside.

"Well she was rude." violet coughs from behind me as walk to pickup my suitcase from where it rolled. "Whatever, it's not like we'll ever see her again, now where is our fucking uber."

what was that girl on and why did she have to take it out on me. like what did I do?

" It's the blue toyota right there, now c'mon and ignore her. She didn't mean it and I'm sure you're right. Washington is a big state and Seattle is a big city."

Boy was I fucking wrong.