A/N: I don't own Harvest Moon. I'm sorry for not updating lately, I wanted to edit the prior chapters to the best of my ability, so that it would be better. I have been rushing a bit, since my mind is overflowing with about 20 different plots, I have rehearsals for a show I'm in, and I have a lot of school work on top of it all, leaving my stories neglected in my notebook, but Winter Holiday is coming up, so I will have much more time to write, but most inportantly type! Enjoy and review!
Vaughn pov
I woke up early on Monday morning, the darkness still filling my city apartment and the desolate streets outside. I heard the rattling wind rustle outside of my wind, roaring like a lion. I always woke at 3 am on Mondays, so I could get to the islands by 6am, this is always how my mornings go. But not that morning. I woke up with a headache that felt as if someone was bashing out my brain, my stomach churned as if I just got off of a boat that was lost in a storm for three weeks, and my throat felt shriviled and dry. There was no way in the world I was going to work, not even if someone paid me a million g! I reached my achy arm over to the side table and picked up my phone to call Mirabelle. She was usally up at this time, or almost up, I don't think that she sleeps for too long, maybe on her days off she sleeps in...
"Hello, Mirabelle is speaking." She didn't answer and say that she was from the shop probally because no one in their right state of mind calls an animal shop on a random island at 3am.
"Hi Mirabelle, I-I really can't come into w-work..." I coughed. "I-I'm really sick, if you can't tell..."
"V-Vaughn?" Mirabelle sounded confused.
"Y-Yeah..."
"Oh, gosh, honey, I didn't reconize your voice! You sound terrible! Stay home and get better, ok, Vaughnie? Bye!" She hung up before I could fight her about that stupid nickname. I wasn't feeling well enough to fight anyway. I threw the phone back onto the side table, feeling utterly exhausted, so I ploped myself back onto the bed at passed out. I'll call Chelsea when I wake up... I'm only taking a short nap...
Chelsea pov
The next Monday was a lonely one. I talked to Vaughn that night before, he said that his throat was getting skratchy, I was a bit worried. That call left me really sad afterwards, I remembered that I was all alone, just me and the ranch and the bright moon looking down at me from the night sky. I was tempted to go see Falafel in the barn, then I realized that she was probally asleep by then, it was 11pm. Julia and Nataile went to bed early, at about 9pm, which, I don't understand how they do. And Minaki was probally out doing something, I just couldn't bring myself to bother him. So I had no one to call, so I just went to bed sad, getting through the night with hope that Vaughn was coming the next day, and that the rising sun was, slowly but surely, aproaching.
The morning was much better, I was awakened by the natural sunlight that streemed through my windows, bring me some happiness. It was finally a decent time to go vist Falafel, I was glad it was, because I spent about two hours with her. At 12pm, I decided to see Vaughn, I didn't want to bother him in the morning, he isn't a morning person, and most of his chores are done in the morning too.
"He's not here?" I was concerned.
"Yeah." Julia stacked cans into the shelf behind her."He called in sick, he won't be coming till next week." I looked down, feeling dissapointed. Julia leaned her head on the bar and looked up at my face. "I know how you must be feeling, you have to go without him for 5 days, and now you have to wait till next week! I would be so deppressed if I couldn't see Elliot for 2 days!" She didn't sound sarcastic, only honesty filled the words that left her mouth.
"Ugh, it is hard, I miss him a lot, you know? I'm going to call him." I took out my cell phone.
"Good. Because he will probally be happy to hear your voice!"
Vaughn pov
Once I woke up from my 'nap', it was already 1pm, the darkness of the early morning replaced with a smiling, afternoon sun. I checked my phone once I got up. Only 1 missed call from Chelsea, but she left me a vocie mail.
"Hi Vaughn..." She said in the voicemail. "I-I hope you feel better, I just want to see how your doing, so, um, call me when you can. U-Unless, it hurts your voice, then it's fine... Um bye." She was so cluless when it came to voicemails, even when you listen to her message to leave her a voicemail, it's filled with about thirty 'um's and 'ah's.
I called her back almost right after I heard her message, wanting to hear her voice in real time.
"Hello?" She answered politley.
"Hey..." My voice cracked.
"Erm... I'm sorry I may have the wrong number..." She sounded very polite now."Is there anyone by the name of Vaughn in this household?"
"Um, Chelsea, you're talikng to him."
"Oh gosh, Vaughn? I had no idea that it was you-you sound really different, and not in a good way!"
"I-I just got really sick- I don't know what came over me-"
"Does it hurt to talk?" She cut me off."If it does, we don't have to talk-"
"No." I lied. My throat was dying, but I wanted, no, needed to talk to Chelsea. She always made things better, she was so good about not complaining,always making the best with what she has,I just needed to talk to her." It doesn't."
"I'm glad you called."
"Me too. It's nice to talk to someone."
"I know, it's nice to know you're not alone." She was right, I wasn't alone in my apartment anymore, in a way, she was right there next to me.
Chelsea pov
Vaughn and I were on the phone practically the whole week. We called each other whenever we could. By the next week, the last of the white snow melted away into a vibrant Spring, which left my fields open once more for planting. That Monday, I had to tend to the abundance of crops I planted the day prior, I felt somewhat zealous, so I planted a bit more than normaly. My tools were clipped onto my belt and I was ready to go, so I opened my door, to find Vaughn standing there, about to knock on the door that stood before him a moment ago.
"Vaughn!" I grabbed him, ignoring the fact that he was carring a box of chocolates. He hugged me back, the box leaning on my back. After a few moments, I finally backed off.
"H-Happy Spring Harmony Day..." He handed my the chocolates, slightly blushing. "I know you don't like cookies, so I got you chocolate instead.
"Kyaa! Vaughn, you are so considerate! It's been so long, I missed you!"
"I missed you a lot too. Our phone calls really got me through the week..."
"We have to hang out tonight, ok? Or get lunch? Both would be awesome, I just ahve some work and stuff, I went overboard planting yesterday-"
"Lunch sounds cool." He smiled at me, I couldn't help but smile back.
"Great!" I said, it just felt so good to see him again.
Vaughn pov
After seeing how much I missed Chelsea, I remembered everything that made her special. Her eyes, so blue that you feel as if you could almost see right through them, her real smiles, the ones filled with purity and childhood memories, and her soft hair that always blew and bounced with the wind and every step she took. I remembered how I felt the first time we met, not brave enough to even respond to her, practically building up a wall between me and her to hide my growing feelings, the more I liked her, the larger the wall I built. But after that night at Meadow Island, I shattered the wall, leaving the pieces of the shattered wall in my past. I realized something that day, something that I hoped that she realized, too. She was the girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and I wanted to be the only guy for her.
A/N: Yay! I think I wrote this chapter because I was sick all of this weekend (_ _")I hope you all stick around for the next chapter, it's going to be a big chapter, story-wise!
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