Is it love, or just lonely?

Chapter 47

Ryans pov
I woke up because I felt something pushing against my arm. 'Excuse me? Young men?'
I turned my head and saw little dark brown eyes from the bus driver looking at me. He smelled like a bit stale. I was still very tired so it was al kinda dizzy. 'Yes..?' I asked so quietly the bus driver took a while before finally realizing what I said. 'Uhm we've arrived at the airport.' He smiled. When I looked better I saw he was really tiny but also a bit fat. I rubbed in my eyes and then got up. But a bit too soon so instead of the bus driver I now only saw black and (what looked like) stars. I lost my balance and almost fell down so I quickly grabbed the back of a seat in front of me. I closed my eyes and after 2 seconds my vision came back. I laughed for being so stupid and I heard the bus driver laughing as well. 'You sure you're ok dude?' He asked.
'Yeah, yeah I'm fine.' After I said that I grabbed my bag and walked out of the bus. All the other people had already left. I looked back one more time to the bus driver and gave him a grateful look. He smiled and closed the doors. I followed the bus with my eyes until it was fully disappeared in the night. Only after that I realized that I had no idea what to do now. I turned around and walked to the entrance of the airport. I There I got to the receptionists. I asked where I could get a ticket. She said that I could only buy them only online so I downloaded their app. Earlier I got a call from the police my brothers where in the Netherlands. So I got one ticket to the Netherlands. A plane was leaving in 2 hours so I quickly bought my ticket and then walked to the customs. I put my bag in one of the boxes and then walked to some kind of gate. On the other side I grabbed my bag and walked pas all kinds of shops. When I saw a huge amount of chocolate I started to feel hungry so I bought some chocolate and some chips. On the end of the shops there was also a Starbucks so I bought a caramel macchiato. When the Starbucks lady called: Gwen. Handed me my warm coffee I immediately felt I bit more happy. I always wanted to travel but only did it once in my life. I was probably 5 years old. When we where still the good old family we once traveled by plane. To Paris, it was wonderful. When I had completely checked in and was ready to get on the plane when it arrived I sat down on a chair by the window I drunk my coffee. I looked outside and it was complete dark. The moon was full and you could see a lot of lights from airplanes. I felt warm inside even though I realized everything I was leaving behind. 'Excuse me? We have a question.' I turned around and saw a tall, good looking men with a red-haired mother and two little children. A boy and a girl, the boy was probably about 14 years old while the girl only looked, I think, 10. The all smiled to me and they looked really kind.
'Uhm Yeah, yeah of course. What's your question?' I said back.

Andy pov:
After a while. We finally sat down on the dining table. First Mikey didn't want to sit but I was exhausted after everything that happened so I didn't care and sat down. About a minute later Mikey sat down too, opposite from me. He had finally stopped looking at me so I felt a bit more comfortable. He still didn't say anything but slowly started drinking. I could see his dirty, almost blue from the cold, lips softly touch the glass. I caught myself that now, I was following his every move. I looked at his fingers, they where very thin and kinda creepy. Like little wooden sticks wrapped around the glass. He in general had lost a lot of weight. The last time I saw him he was a bit ehh.., chubby. He wasn't as far as he was in primary school, but he still wasn't in perfect shape. Like Ryan. When I realized I said that I hated myself for thinking of him. Even saying his name in my head made my heart feel cold and ripped apart. I became even more sad because once he had appeared in my mind again he didn't got out.  I was sunk in my thought until a sound outside took me back to the real world. I saw Mikey hadn't moved and his sandwich was still untouched. I stood up and Mikey looked at me with his vulnerable puppy eyes. I saw he didn't want me to leave. 'It's fine, I'm just checking what that sound was outside.'
Mikey looked terrified when I told him I heard a sound outside. I gave him a weak smile. 'Don't worry.' I whispered and then quickly walked to kitchen, got a knife and then walked to a window near the door. But before I could see who it was the light in-front of the door jumped on and I quickly did a step back. Please, please, please let it be the pizza man or my mother. Please, please, please. I wrapped all my fingers from both of my hands around the knife and pointed it to the door. I saw the knife was shaking, so where my hands, my arms, my whole body. I heard a loud heavy noice in my head and it felt like I was going to pass out. I heard someone grabbing keys. Was it my mom? Then why didn't I hear her car before? Was there anyone else who had the keys to my house? Did they stole it? Where it people who had something to do with Mikey's disappearance? Slowly the door opened and I almost couldn't hear anything except the loud bouncing noise in my head. My whole body was shaking but I tried to keep it under control. My eyes crossed the person who opened the door and in a relief I dropped the knife on the floor. 'Andrew!' My mom yelled and dropped her groceries as well. She ran to me and gave me a hug. Then she grabbed my shoulders and hold me in front of her. She looked me from head to toe and then she stared in my eyes. 'What was that about?' She asked, I could see the fear in her eyes increasing.
'I.. i.. I didn't know if it was you and...'
'So you just grab a knife?! What if it wasn't me? You would've attacked that person not even knowing how to handle the fucking knife?!' She yelled a little with an angry voice but I knew it was only out of love for me so I stayed calm. 'Mom... I.. I have to tell you something.' Her face expression changed the second I said that. 'Of course honey, what's wrong?'
'You remember Mikey?' I said quietly. I didn't want Mikey to know I was speaking about him. Don't know why.
'That missing kid? The best friend from...' She hold back saying Rye's name.
I looked down. 'It's fine mom.. but yes I mean him. Well he's back.'
'Wow that's wonderful, isn't it?' She said doubtfully. 'Where is he?'
I took a little pause between my moms questions and my answer. 'Here.' I swallowed.
Her face expression changed again and she immediately looked around, then she looked at the knife and then back to me.
'What? Where? Is that why you had a knife?'
I didn't say anything but I grabbed my moms hand a dragged her with me. When I got to the dining table Mikey wasn't there and I got scared. I only saw a sandwich and a glass. But the sandwich was still completely untouched and the glass was still almost completely full....
My mom looked at me with a terrified but caring look. 'Sweetheart, are you sure he was...' she paused and with a lot of effort she continued her sentence. 'Real?'
I was confused and didn't know what to say, think or do. Did I imagined it? It felt so real...