Fangirl Fanfiction

Chapter 28

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I run upstairs as I hear my Mom's car pull out of the driveway.

"What's going on?" Levi asks.

"That lady out there?" I pause.

"That was my mother." I point to our bedroom door.

"The one who...abandoned you?"

"No. My other one." I say sarcastically.

I realize that i just got snobby with him when he's only trying to understand things, and i apologize.

"Wait, Levi. Baby. I'm sorry." I put my hand on his chest.

"That's the woman who abandoned Wren and I. She came to tell me that my Dad had another episode. He's in the hospital. That's why I said pack your things - we'll probably be staying overnight."

I rush around, snatching this and that from boxes in our room. I grab my off-brand Vera Bradley duffle bag from the closet, and shove some clothes in it - enough for about a week. My toothbrush, toothpaste, makeup, facewash, lotion, the whole deal. Omaha is an hour or two away, so we'll be staying for longer than a day.

"How much should I pack?"

"I'm packing a week's worth, just in case. I imagine once I tell him I'm pregnant, he'll get worse."

He stops packing, and looks offended.

"And why is that?" He asks.

"Not that we're too young to have a baby. It's because he's probably going through a lot right now, and big news will only add more stress."

"Okay. Why don't you hop in the car? Bring two pillows and three blankets." He tells me.

"Alright."

I grab two fuzzy blankets, one quilt, and two pillows, and head out to the car. After almost four years, he still has the beat up red truck. I love it, though. It gives me a sense of warmth and homeyness. So no matter where I am or what situation I'm in, i can sit in that old beat up truck, and think about all of the good memories that me and Levi share. All of my problems just slip away.

I have a car. It's a white Rav-4. Although it's a good car, we usually take Levi's truck. Levi rushes out, locking the door. I shove the pillows and blankets in the back pocket of the truck, and climb into the passenger seat. He has a cover over the back of his truck, so that it doesn't get cold. It's the end of November, and the weather is getting freezing.

We pull out of the driveway in silence, and begin our two hour journey to the hospital in Omaha.

"I'm scared." A tear kisses my cheek as it has done so many times before. Anxiety rises within me, and i feel my chest collapsing in on itself. I can't believe my dad had another episode. It has to be pretty bad. He's been doing good for the past three years. He has a couple episodes here and there, but none too big, and not very often. If it's so bad that he needed to be rushed to the hospital, something must be seriously wrong.

I don't know how much more i'll be able to handle.

I almost forgot. Wren probably doesn't even know. I should call her.

I scramble through my bag, trying to find my phone in the jumble of clothes that i shoved inside it. I retrieve it from the bottom. Just as i pull it free from the bag, I fumble with it, and it falls under the seat.

"Shit! God damnit! Why does this have to happen to me! Why me!" I yell and slam my arms on the dashboard.

I'm a good person. I've never killed anyone. I've never done drugs. why does God have to punish me?

Levi pulls the car over, and i put my head in my hands.

I feel his long fingers trace the bones along my spine as they travel to my shoulderblades.

"Everything is going to be okay Cather."

"Bullshit!" I sit straight up and yell. "Everything is not going to be okay! It never is! As soon as things start going well in my life, bad shit happens to me! So don't you dare tell me that everyhthing is going to be okay, because it's not, and you know it."

"You know what? You're right! it's not gunna be okay! But things happen, Cather! Bad things happen to good people." He raises his voice to match mine, but it dials back down. "God isn't punishing you, Cather. Hell, don't even know if there is one. But if there is, He's testing you. He knows you can handle it, and he's testing you. All of the bad things that happen in life have a greater outcome. Some good, some bad. But you are an amazing, strong woman. Sure, there are situations in life that will shatter you. But i promise that every time you break, I'll help you put every single piece back together, no matter how long it takes."

This just makes me cry even harder. I can't even tell if I'm happy or sad.

Maybe relieved.

"Thank you." I undo my seatbelt and lurch myself across the divider, throwing myself onto him. His strong arms stretch around my shoulders, and I finally feel safe. Protected from the dangerous world. " I'm sorry Levi. I'm so sorry. I love you." I say in between sobs.

"I love you too, Cather Avery. More than anything in the entire world."

"Even more than cattle?"

He smiles. "Even more than cattle."

I finally smile. I laugh a little, and give him a big kiss.

"Now let's get back on the road."