And the Adventure Continues

11. 74 days (trevor)

I paced my bedroom. I knew what was coming. I had talked to my parents a million times about this topic but every time it was the same thing. I was tired of them not supporting my dreams. I knew it was hard for my mom to accept but I was her son and I thought she'd support me.

A knock on my door had my nerves calmed. I knew whose light knock that was.

"You can come in." I called out.

My younger sister stuck her head in.

"Hey Trev." She smiled and closed the door behind her.

Sam was the one thing keeping me here. I didn't want to leave her behind. I couldn't allow myself to abandon her. As grow as she always told me she was I would still see her as my little sister who needed protection.

"What's up?" I questioned.

"Just seeing if you are ok. Things have been kind of crazy lately." She notes and sat on my bed.

"Don't worry about me Sammie, your big brother is tougher than he looks."

I tried to put in a brave face for her. I knew the shit storm that was waiting for me. One last try at getting my parents to let me live my life the way I wanted to.

"You don't look very tough so that's not saying much." She joked.

That was my sister. I had always been the responsible one, the one who did what he had to do but I was happy that Sam didn't have to live like that. She was carefree, she did what she wanted and didn't care about what other people said. I knew it would get her in trouble one day but that's what I was here for. I'd be there to make sure she was going down the right path.

"Bring a guy home and I'll show you just how tough I am when I kill him." I threatened.

That was one thing I had been thankful about not having to deal with yet. I was not ready to deal with my sister dating.

"I can handle myself Trev, I don't need you trying to murder guys for me." Sam just shook her head at me.

As a 15 year old who looked entirely helpless I was hesitant to take her word for it but as my sister who I had seen get into fights I knew that she'd be able to handle herself one day just fine. I had taught her enough about self defense to know that if she ever needed to she'd be able to throw a good punch.

"I'm not too worried because you won't be dating anyone until you are at least 30."

I was hard on her but that's what older brothers were for.

"Like hell I'm waiting that long." She frowned.

She was trouble. I had known that since we were kids.

I couldn't push it off any longer. I had to rip the bandaid off.

"Hey I got to go talk to mom and dad about some things but after you want to watch a movie or something, you know for old times sake?" I asked.

Me and Sam used to make these crazy blanket forts and sprawl out and watch movies every Saturday when we were little. Sam still watched movies all the time but I was busy with friends and high school but I wanted to make sure we had some time together before I graduated at the end of the year.

"We have school tomorrow but maybe this weekend." Sam pushes herself up off my bed and headed towards the door.

"Yeah this weekend for sure." I nodded.

I'd hold onto every moment I could just in case this went badly.

I made my way down the stairs and saw both my parents in the kitchen. My mom was washing dishes as my dad sat at the table talking to her about things he read in the paper.

They were a team, always. Not overly affectionate or anything. They just talked to each other and hung out like they were best friends.

"Hey," I grabbed their attention.

"What's up?" My dad asked.

"I was hoping to talk to you two."

I was nervous, maybe beyond nervous. I hadn't felt like this before.

"Yeah of course." My dad nodded.

My mom had turned away from the sink to look at me waiting to hear what I had to say.

"I know we've talked about this a lot but graduation is coming up and I just really wanted you both to support my plans for my future." I said hoping to get them to hear me out.

"You going and getting yourself killed is not a future I would ever support." My mom said sternly.

She wasn't going to budge. I had tried everything to convince her that I wasn't going to get myself killed. I thought she'd want me to do what I thought was best.

"Mom I want to do this with your support."

"Trevor we understand this is what you want but with everything that your mother has been through with her father you got to understand how hard this is for her." My dad said the same words I had heard ever since I brought it up the first time.

I didn't want to keep going around in circles. I felt like there was never any progress made and it had been almost a year since I had first said I wanted to join the military.

"I get why you two are hesitant to support but I'm doing this either way. I still want to go to college and do all that but the military is my end goal." I told them.

"I have tried to be ok with this Trevor, I really have. I've worked as hard as I can to try and support you but there is no way that I can just let you go to your death."

"Mom I'm going to be ok," I told her.

She was set in the fact I was going to get myself killed. I knew it was dangerous and I was risking my life but it was for my country and I liked to think that I'd be ok.

"You can't know that." She shook her head.

"I don't need your blessing, it's my life mom and I can do whatever I want with it." I snapped.

I was didn't mean to get angry but I was tired of her not supporting my choices. I had done everything that everyone else wanted my whole life. I was finally taking control of my own future and she wasn't going to support me.

"Well you do that but I hope you know that I will not support you in any way. That means no money and you cannot live under my roof if you are going to throw your life away like this." She crossed her arms over her chest.

My dad looked between the two of us and sighed.

"I think that might be a bit extreme." He said softly.

My dad wasn't one to go against what my mom said.

"Do not go against me on this. I've made my decision and that's final." She raised her voice sending a glare my fathers way.

"You know mom you were so scared of losing your son but now I guess your fears have come true but you've lost me forever."

I felt like I had been stabbed right in the heart. I hadn't expected my family to turn their backs on me.

74 days until I graduated.

74 days until I could leave this house and never look back.

A/n:

I hadn't expected to ever right from Trevor's POV but inspiration struck and I'm actually super proud of this bonus chapter.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter and if you did don't forget to comment and vote!!

-Cora Leigh