The icy cold wind whipped against my skin flapping through my clothes. Maybe walking right smack in the middle of winter wasn't my best idea.
I walked and walked until I found myself the first place Will brought me since we started going on our adventures. The empty park where we flew kites, the same park I played at with my dad when I was a little girl. I sat on the swing and started swinging ignoring the blistering wind smacking me in the face.
I swung for what felt like hours but since it was still daylight outside I knew it hadn't been that long before the crunching sound of the wood chips pulled me from my thoughts.
"Cammy."
"How'd you know I was here?" I asked not turning my attention towards Will. I kept my eyes forward while I kept swinging my legs back and forth.
"Your dad called me." He took a seat on the swing next to me.
"Of course he did." I mumbled to myself. I should have known he would either call Eli or Will.
"He's worried about you." He adds and I feel my heart tighten knowing my reaction to the bad news he received made him worry.
"He told me what the doctor said."
"Ok." I feel tears well in my eyes again, this time I don't fight them. I welcome them. They streamed down my face at warp speed.
"Cammy I know there's nothing I or anyone else can say to take away the pain you feel right now but don't sulk in your feelings too much or you will miss out on the present." His words circling inside of my brain like water down the drain.
I know he is right though my heart aches anyways.
"You're right. I just needed some time to process everything."
"Baby as much as you try you will never fully process this. You were given a huge bomb today. There's not much you can do but just take it day by day." I nod wiping stray tears from my eyes. Will stood off of his swing and pulled my swing to stop before offering me his hand. He pulled me to my feet before wrapping me in a bone crushing hug.
"Thank you for coming to check on me."
"I will always check on you. Let's get you home it's freezing out here." I nod and let him lead us towards his car. He opened the door for me and waited until I was sitting down before shutting the door.
The ride home was more comfortable than I expected. Will parked in front of my house before turning towards me in his seat.
"Go inside and talk to your dad."
"Thank you again Will." I leaned in and placed a light kiss on his lips.
"Anything for you." He winked as he watched me get out of the car. He waited until I was inside before driving off.
Once I was inside I smelt my moms famous sugar cookies, something she makes when she knows I am sad or having a bad day.
"Oh there you are! Come in the kitchen I have hot chocolate and your favorite sugar cookies hot and ready for you!" My mom grabbed my arm and pulled me into the kitchen.
"Thank you mom." I grabbed one of the cookies and the steaming mug of hot cocoa and leaned against the counter before taking a bite.
"I knew I smelled cookies!" My dad come into the kitchen grabbing a cookie before shoving the whole thing into his mouth.
"You okay?" My dad grabbed my shoulder squeezing it gently before placing a tender kiss on the top of my head.
"I'm okay dad. You called Will." I stated between bites. He smiled sheepishly at me before nodding.
"Don't be mad."
"I'm not mad, thank you. He actually had some good points that I needed to hear."
"Your boyfriend is a pretty wise guy."
"Indeed he is." I took a sip of the hot cocoa and watched as my parents smiled at each other with so much love in their eyes. My heart tightened inside of my chest knowing that one day it won't be like this anymore, that life is going to take this all away from me, from us but for now I tried to enjoy every single second.
I pulled my phone out and snapped a few pictures of my parents lost in each other. I was going to make it my personal mission to capture every single moment that I could starting now.

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A Reason To Love
Teen FictionWhen the doctor tells you that your dad has less than six months left to live it changes you as a person. It makes you scared to leave his side because you never know when his final moment will be. It makes you scared to get close to another person...