-Chapter Two-
Departure
The next few days weren't hard; they passed rather quickly, until the day I had to leave. I grabbed my luggage and hauled it to the front door. Then walked to the living room and plopped down onto the couch. Haley had just woken up and came to sit next to me. "You don't look so good, you feeling ok?" she asked with a concerned look. "What do you mean? I feel fine, I mean I'm tired but that's it" I replied with a bleak smile. "Well you look sick and you're sweating" she replied again with that same concerned look. "I am?" I replied walking to the nearest mirror which was located in the bedroom. "Wow your right!" I yelled from the bedroom. "Told you" she muttered as I walked back to sit next to her. "So do you want me to drive you?" she asked. "To the airport, I mean" she quickly added. "If you don't mind" I replied, "I'm not feeling great, I could literally pass out right now I'm so tired" I added. "'Kay, I'll go get my keys" she whispered as she kissed my cheek and left.
"Ugh! Where are they? Have you seen them?" she yelled from the bedroom. "Kitchen. Near your purse" I replied in a scattered voice. "Thank you!" she yelled back walking into the kitchen and grabbing her belongings. "Let's go, get up you big bear" she said comically. I nodded and got up. "Forget anything?" she asked. "No. . ." I replied silently. "Ahem" she cleared her throat. I turned around and saw her holding my wallet. "Okay, one thing" I held up my index finger and smiled. "You'll need this too" she spouted throwing me a jacket. "Okay, okay, two things!" I replied. "Dummy" she muttered under her breathe. We both laughed then walked into the bright sun towards the car. I slung my bag into the back seat and buckled up. "You look tired, I'll wake you up when we get there, take a nap" commanded Haley. I nodded then closed my eyes.
"We're here, Daniel? Danny? Hun wakes' up!" spouted Haley smacking my arm. "Fine I'll go already" I replied still tired. After pulling my bag out of the back seat I walked up to Haley kissed her and drew out a long sigh before walking into the airport. "Bye Danny!" yelled Haley from the car. I raised a hand to wave then walked into the airport. "I hate this place" I said to myself.
After being dazed by the amount of people in the airport I slowly walked up to a woman behind the ticket. "Uhh, my cousin said he had a ticket for me? It's under Daniel Creeks?" I asked softly. "One moment" she replied. I nodded and waited. "Okay Daniel Creeks? I have your tickets for you right here" she finally said while a small voucher ticket was printing out from the side of the computer. "Thanks" I said as she handed me the ticket and walked off.
Okay, well the first part was over, now time for the next objective. "Where is that damn terminal?" I said silently to make sure no one heard me. "Gate 27, Gate 27, and Gate 27" I repeated like a bimbo. "There it is" I said after a few minutes of walking around. I found a free seat in a row of black chairs and put my bag down. "Daniel Creeks" said a girl from behind me. I looked behind my chair to see a dark haired boy and an amber haired girl watching me. "Yes?" I replied not amused in the least, I hated talking to people publicly. "I'm Glen's daughter Chloe, and this guy next to me is my boyfriend Brock" she explained. "Oh, hello then!" I said way too enthusiastically. "You'll meet-" she was cut off in mid sentence. "You'll meet Glen and the boys in Vancouver" said Brock angrily. "Oh umm. . . Ok that's cool I guess" I replied in shock, what I ever do to him? "Brock, he's family" Chloe said softly while putting her thin arm around Brock's neck. Suddenly like magic Brock let loose a long sigh and began to relax. "He's . . . protective of me, he's my big body guard" Chloe said happily as she hugged him for a short time. "Ah" I spouted, he was big? Sitting down he doesn't look like he'd pass my shoulders. "Glen, he never told me he had a daughter" I said as calmly as possible. "Yeah, we haven't kept in touch lately, up until now at least. He mainly sees Lewis and Darius as his kids. I'm the oldest of us, if you can believe it!" she explained with much enthusiasm. "What do you mean? You have to be, like nineteen right?" I asked in curiosity. She blushed for a split second. "Little older" she added quirkily. "Twenty?" I guessed again. "Nope" she replied. "Your twenty-one years old!" I gasped for a split second, she looked a lot younger then twenty. She looked nineteen at the least. "Yep, I'm twenty-one, and Brock is twenty-three" she explained. "So why are you guys here?" I asked interested. "Oh, we were sent by Glen to 'escort' to you to Vancouver and help you get settled in, you'll be staying with us" she explained again using air quotes on the word escort. "Oh, you two have an apartment?" I have no idea why I asked it but it got me an answer. "No" he giggled hugging Brock with her arm. "We have a house that's about an hour drive from Glen's place, and before you say anything. We know we only live an hour away from family, we uh . . . stick together but don't talk much . . . we're weird" she giggled on the last part. "Heh-heh-heh, well a family that sticks together stays together I suppose" I joked, she laughed and it even got a smile from Brock. She was going to speak again but she was cut off by the voice of the woman taking tickets streaming through the speakers "NOW BOARDING ALL PASSENGERS TO VANCOUVER, CANADA". "That's me" I said quietly sitting up and walking to give my ticket to the lady with Chloe and Brock following closely behind me. Now that I looked at him standing up, he was HUGE! Only a bit taller then me but way more built. Guess he was slouching in the chair earlier.
As I squirmed through the rows and got my seat I calmly shoved my bag in the overhead compartment and sat back to relax. "I wonder how he'll deal with it." I heard Brock whisper in the seat behind me. "I think he'll get used to it easy, it's scary the first time I have to admit. But after a few more times it gets easier" Chloe whispered back. I felt horrible, I'm eavesdropping on family. "Eh, it wasn't easy for me. It took me like what, a week maybe two? To get used to it" whispered Brock again. "Well from what I hear about him, he's a smart boy, he is able to keep his cool and not over-react to things. I'm sure he'll be fine. Now lets get some sleep it'll be a long flight" whispered Chloe back. What the hell was going to happen to me when we get in Vancouver!? Crap! Was I going to turn into a monster or something!? Or become a slave?! My head kept buzzing around with different speculations about what could happen when we arrived in Vancouver. Ugh this flight couldn't be longer!