𝔼𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥? [ON HOLD]

52

The next few days are pretty much the same, except with a hell lot of fucking training. Which pains me to say, I did alone.. normally I would have a friend or Dad helping me, but since neither are here fuck that!

My training includes not sleeping for a while, and basically keeping my eyes open for as long as physically possible.

In which my current record is 1 hour and 7 minutes. Not too shabby if I say so myself. I hear the whirring of tires on pavement and finally blink, confused by the sudden sound.

I was in a large field west of my house, it was somewhere I had the best concentration so I went here a lot. But once I heard the sound of car in the direction of home I snapped.

Dad? Was he coming home?

I stumble my way to standing and make a break for home, my waist long hair swaying behind me in time. I got to the back of home and went inside, crossing quickly to the front yard where I see Papa and Dad hugging the life out of each other.

Papa is sobbing, a making incoherent sentences while Dad is just unconsciously agreeing.

"Dad..?" His name tumbles out from my mouth before I can stop myself. His eyes flick up to mine and I see them getting watery.

I can feel tears starting at my eyes as well and then I'm running forward, wrapping my arms around Dads torso and knocking him to the ground.

"You- y- wa- we- do-..... Fuck..... I can't talk!" My eyes are closed, as I embrace my father. "Don't leave like that!" I sobbed.

Dad just holds me tight, muttering to himself over and over, apologizing and begging for forgiveness. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Why does my heart feel so happy? He was only gone for a little while and I knew he was gonna come back, so why am I so damn emotional?

Papa soon joins in as well, wrapping his arms around us both as we open ours and make our hug even bigger.

"I never want either of you to ever suggest something so drastic ever again! Or I swear I will fight both of you!" I continued, "I hate you!" I cried as I hugged harder, scared that this wasn't real.

We sat there for what seemed like forever, not wanting to let go, we all cried together, apologized, and promised never to say such things ever again. It all felt too surreal to be true, like I was dreaming and I would wake up soon.

So we stayed, well.. we stayed until Papa started getting a Charlie-horse in his calf. Then we went inside, where I started dinner and basked in the comfortable feeling of my family being whole again.

"Do you know what one ocean said to the other?" I hear from the other room. Dad was trying to get Papa to joke around.

"What?" He asked, oblivious from the obvious answer.

"Sea ya later." I frowned and groaned. Making Dad chuckle slightly. "It wasn't that bad Lily."

"Oh it was definitely that bad. But shore, I'll let you have that." Now Papa was laughing.

"When did she get so much attitude?" Dad asked.

"I don't know, I think high schools rubbing off on her. That or she's learning it from us.." Papa trailed at the end.

"I can hear you, you know?! And I don't know how you didn't notice that I continued your joke.. water you two doing in there?" I heard a moan and my blood goes cold.

"LET ME LEAVE BEFORE YOU DO THAT YOU IDIOTS!! LET ME LEAVE!!" I screamed, before stopping the stove and taking the pan off and then running away.

I run to my room and grab a bag of stuff, including an extra pair of clothes and bathroom stuff.