Ok so I know everyone probably hates me because I have not updated in about 5 months...

Sorry about that...


My heart drops instantly. The first thing that I felt the doctor would say was "Your father is dead."

I start tearing up horribly and my throat started to become sore to the point where I couldn't speak. I could tell I was freaking out Austin because he stared at me not knowing what to do.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" The doctor said on the phone, wondering why no one was speaking.

"Yes." I said with my throat closing up.

"This is she." I continued.

"Hello Ms. Dawson, I am calling regarding Lester Dawson. On his emergency contact, he listed you as his daughter. I am letting you know that your father is at the St. Francis Hospital, he is some severe conditions at the moment but it looks like he should make a speedy recovery."

The pain in my chest started to drift off of me slowly.

"I will be there; my friend and I are booking tickets right now. Please let him know that I will be coming to see how he is doing." I said in sort of a rush, eager to see my dad.

"Alright, I will let him know and give you more information on how he is when you arrive. See you soon, take care."

I hung up the phone and threw my arms around Austin.

"I'm guessing he's alright." He says in relief.

I let go of him and explain what the doctor said.

"He's in some severe conditions but the doctor said he should recover soon."

"Alright, so I booked the flight for 12:00pm and its 10:25am right now. Do you want to go back to my house to grab some stuff?"

"Yeah we should do that."

On the ride back to Austins house, I would randomly get kind of sad at the thought of my dad being dead. Austin would reassure everything would be fine. I guess he could see I was still a bit worried about everything.

When we got to Austins house we ran around quickly to grab some stuff we needed like some extra clothes just in case. Austin looked kind of funny running around the house searching for things. He kept repeating things like, "Okay, okay, okay I think we have everything."

"Austin" I said, grabbing his shoulder so he would stop for a second.

"Calm down, let's just leave already. I am pretty sure we have what we need."

"You're right. You're right." He said… repeating stuff again.

We finally get out the door and head to the airport.

I look to Austin as he drives and he looks a bit uneasy.

"Is everything okay Austin? You look kind of nervous." I say.

"Yeah, everything is fine." He says, lying through his teeth.

"You don't seem fine. You were running around the house panicking and you still don't look fine. Just tell me what's wrong." I say putting my hand on his shoulder then moving my head away, trying not to be weird. (Well, too late for that.)

"It's just that I am kind of scared of planes right now. I mean your dad is in the hospital because of a plane…and to be honest I have never been on one."

I smile at him because I think it is sort of cute that he is afraid (again).

"Austin, we are going to be fine."

His hand is on the stick shift and I place my hand on top of his, assuring him that we will be just fine.


We get through the terminals and finally sit down on the plane.

Now I started to get nervous.

"Hey these seats are kinda comfy." Austin says, wiggling around in the airplane seat.

Austin looks at my nervous face.

"Hey" He says putting his hand on my hand.

"Sorry if I made you nervous. I didn't-"

"No its fine". I say cutting him off.

Everyone please buckle up. We will begin flying shortly.

"Here we go." Says Austin, hold on to my hand.


Sorry for the ridiculously late update.