JeonBunBun and MelodyKitten are two 15 year olds obsessed with video games and music. Both found each other when they needed a friend the most. Becoming close and never letting go of one another, they start their high school years together, but at t...
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The next morning, I woke up before my alarm rang for class. The sun barely cast a glow through the window. The warmth around my body made it hard to get up, but I eventually untangled my limbs from Bun's. He was fast asleep with the laptop still on his lap and his back against the headboard. I couldn't help but giggle at his mouth hanging open as I took the laptop off of him and close it, trying my hardest not to wake him up, but I clumsily fell on top of him as I was climbing over his legs.
He grunted while I quickly scrambled off of him, "I'm sorry, Bun. I was going to let you sleep."
"What time is it?" he grumbled.
"Still pretty early. Probably around five or six."
"Awesome, I still have time then," he mumbled, laying down fully and snuggling into my pillow. Watching him get comfy, brought a small smile to my face. He was always so cute when he slept, the way fans called him a bunny came out even more at times like these.
Hell, I'm still one of those fans.
Since it's still early, I decide to call my dad to check-in. He answers almost immediately, but he sounds tired, "Hey, sweetie."
"Hi, Dad. I just wanted to check-in. How is Ma?"
"She's okay. Tired, I guess. She hasn't really been awake since she was admitted."
I take a deep breath, trying to find the courage to ask him about coming home, "I want to come home."
"Excuse me?"
"I want to come home. I don't want you to deal with this on your own."
"Melody Ann McKay, don't even think about that. You're staying and focusing on your studies," he says, voice hard like a rock.
"Dad, I can always do school later. I want to come home and help. Just for a little bit."
"Absolutely not. If you come back, you will not be welcome in the house."
"You're being stubborn. I just want to help. Who's feeding all the animals?"
"Tony down the street offered to help."
"But for how long, Dad? He has his own stuff to deal with. I don't mind helping-"
"No, Melody. That is final."
"Fine. Can I come home for the holidays, at least? I make way more from streaming and youtube now. It isn't a struggle anymore."
"That's fine. As long as you can afford it."
We both say I love you and I collapse on my desk when the conversation ends. I knew he wouldn't take it well if I asked to stay for a bit. He never got a college education, so he wants me to get one and try to live a better life than he had when he was younger. It never hurt to take a year or two off, though. I would only be a little behind. I would easily catch up in the following years. I was smart enough to do that.
