"Riley." I hear as I feel someone rub my head. I open my eyes and see corbyn. He smiles. "We gotta pack and get on the flight today." He said. I actually forgot for a second before he said that. Jenna is dead and I'm about to get on a flight to go to her funeral. Well, the funeral isn't today or tomorrow. They probably still have to plan it because of how recent and sudden her death was. I sit up and groan as I lay my head in my hands. "I have the worst headache." I said through my hands. "It's probably because you're grieving." Corbyn said. I look up at him. "Do I have to go?" I asked. "What? You don't wanna go?" He asked, sitting down next to me. "I don't know if I can do it." I said. He grabs my hand. "I know you can cause I'll be right there with you." He said. I sigh and lay my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around me and lays his head on mine. "I just miss her so much." I said as I start to cry. "I know. I know, me too." He said. I rub my eyes and stand up. "I guess I better pack then." I said. "Me too." He said. We both start packing. I change into sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I'm gonna be on a plane for hours so I better get comfortable. As I pack, I find a bottle of Zynex on the floor. Corbyn must have this for pain meds or something. I put them in my bag, without Corbyn seeing. "Okay, I'm done." I said. "Me too. Let's eat breakfast and then we can go." He said. "Okay." I said. We walk out of the room and into the living room. I see jack, zach, and Daniel on the couch playing video games and Jonah is in the kitchen making breakfast. "Good morning. Want bacon?" Jonah asked me. I shake my head, no. I'm not hungry at all. I just have a pounding headache that's making me really dizzy. I sit down on the couch and lay my head back, closing my eyes and sighing. "Hey, how are you doing?" Daniel asked me. I open my eyes and look at him. "Amazing." I said sarcastically. "I'm sorry." Daniel said, knowing his question was stupid. "It's fine." I sighed. "Wanna play?" Zach asked, about the video games, trying to make me feel better. I shake my head, no, as I close my eyes again. Knowing that Jenna isn't alive and okay is my biggest fear and it's coming true.
"Riley." I hear. I open my eyes. "Time to leave." Corbyn said. I rub my eyes and sit up. I look around and see that the boys aren't in the living room anymore. I must've fell asleep. I stand up and walk outside. The boys are putting their suitcases in the trunk of an Uber. They already put mine in there for me. "There she is. Come on, we're gonna be late for our flight." Jonah said, putting his hand on my back as I get in the car. We all get in and go to the airport.
When we get on the plane, I take the zynex without the boys seeing. I just wanna go to sleep and not think about Jenna being dead for a few hours. I sit in my seat and look out the window. "Do you need anything?" Corbyn asked as he sits next to me. "Space." I said as I look out the window. "What?" He asked. I sigh and look at him. "I need space." I said with a little attitude. "What do you mean?" He asked. "I feel suffocated with you always down my throat asking me if I'm okay. I'm obviously not okay. So just...fuck off." I said before I look back out the window. He sighs. "Alright." Corbyn said. "Jack, switch with me." He said to jack. "Why?" Jack asked. "Just do it." Corbyn said. Jack gets up and sits down next to me as I continue to look out the window. I know why he chose jack. It's because he's the only one who doesn't continuously ask me if I'm okay or if I need anything. He knows I'm not okay and that all I need is for Jenna to be okay. But she's not. "What happened with corbyn?" Jack asked me. I feel the zynex starting to kick in. I slowly lift my head and look at jack. My vision is late and doesn't match up with what I'm seeing. "We Uh...I yelled at him." I said. "You look funny. Are you alright?" He asked. But he asked if I'm alright physically, not mentally, which is what I don't mind. "I'm gonna go to sleep." I said, looking around the plane as it takes off. Jack said something but my hearing is starting to cut out or something because he sounds muffled. "I can't hear you." I mumbled as I feel myself starting to pass out. I shouldn't have taken that zynex. Jack said something else before I pass out.
~~~I hear laughing as I wake up. I see Jenna playing in the front yard as I watch from the window on the living room. She's playing with a ball before it rolls in the street. I watch as she runs in the street to get it. She bends down and picks up the basketball. When she stands back up, I can see the headlights shining brightly in her face before the car hits her. I jump up from the couch and run outside. "JENNA!" I cry as I run towards her. Her head is bleeding more than I've seen anyone bleed before. Her eyes are opened but she's not awake. She's dead. I kneel down next to her and hold her in my arms. "Wake up." I hear above me. I look up and see a bright light. Then I feel jenna starting to float up and slip out of my arms. "NO!" I cry as I reach up for her. "Wake up, Riley." I hear again, but this time it's behind me. I turn around. "WAKE UP!" Someone yelled in my face. I jump.~~~
I jump awake and see Jack right in my face. I'm all out of breath and I'm drenched in sweat. "It's okay. It's just a bad dream." He said as he puts his hand on my shoulder. I look around and see that we're still flying. "I thought it was real for a minute." I said quietly. "Did you take something? You seemed a little out of it before you fell asleep." He said. I might as well tell him. "I took corbyns zynex." I said. "How much?" He asked. "Just one." I said as I sit up from the slouching position I was in and rub my eyes. "Oh shit. You're supposed to take half of one." Jack said. "Will I die?" I asked, kinda scared. "No, you won't die. You'll be fine. But that's why you were acting funny earlier. It wore off by now so you should be fine. Maybe a little tired." He said. I lay my head back and exhale with relief. "We're about to land though so prepare yourself." He said. "For what?" I asked. "For lots of hugs and sympathy. I know you hate that." Jack said. "I don't hate that. I just hate when people ask dumb and obvious questions like are you okay." I said. "They only say it cause they care about you." He said. "I guess." I said as we land. We all stand up and get off the plane. I feel weak and tired. I just wanna go to sleep. "You look really pale, Riley. Are you sick?" Jonah asked me. "No. I'm just tired." I told him. "You can sleep when we get to corbyns house." Jonah said. I don't say anything. I feel like a zombie walking without any brain activity. I see corbyns mom waiting outside the airport in her van. She sees us and gets out of the car, walking over to us. She hugs me first with tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, Riley." She cried in my arms. I feel my anxiety starting to kick in. Her hugging me and talking about the death of my sister is freaking me out. I haven't really truly believed it until now. I untangle from her arms and try to catch my breath and I start to cry. "She's having an anxiety attack." Corbyn said. "Did I cause it?" Corbyns mom asked. "No." Corbyn said. "Come on. Let's go sit." He added as he puts his hand on my back and leads me to a bench outside the airport. I sit down and try to catch my breath. "Close your eyes and think of your happy place as I count backwards from ten." Corbyn said. I close my eyes and think of Jenna at the why don't we concert. She was the happiest she's ever been in her whole life. The way her face lit up when she got to meet the boys is something I'll never forget. She was so beautiful. "3...2...1." Corbyn finished before I open my eyes. My breathing is back to normal and my chest doesn't feel tight anymore. I wipe my tears and stand up. "Are you okay?" Corbyn asked. "I just need to go to sleep." I said. "Okay. Then let's get in the car." He said. We all grab our bags and put them in the trunk of Corbyns moms car before we get in. I sigh as I sit down. Nobody says anything on the way to Corbyns house.
When we get there, we all get out of the car and carry our suitcases into the living room. "You wanna lay down?" Corbyns mom asked me. "Yeah." I said. "You can nap in my bed if you want." She said. "Okay." I said. I go upstairs and she comes in with me. "Make yourself comfortable." She said. I lay my suitcase down on the floor and get into the bed. It's so big and comfortable. "I'll be downstairs if you need me." She said before she walks out.i miss Jenna so much. She was pretty much like my own child, the way I took care of her. Tears fall down my face as I close my eyes. I fucking miss her.
