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*Ally's P.O.V*
I woke up the next morning in bed, the sun blinding me.
It took me a short while to figure out why I was in bed, considering I fell asleep on the couch. But, I thought it was probably my dad who had carried me to bed once he got home from work.
I got up, heading towards the window. The sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue and birds were chirping. This could have been a perfect day. I could have gone to school, then, after, I'd go to the mall with Trish or something.
But of course, I couldn't. Today was the day I was leaving. My dad had said that we'd head for the harbor at around 7-ish. I glanced at the clock, hoping that maybe, we were late. That maybe I wouldn't have to go, after all. Maybe everything will be ok.
The clock read 6:00, which means we had a whole hour to get there. We weren't late.
I sighed.
Everything could be so much better if I didn't have to go. Maybe, if I had told Trish the truth, she would have come over and convinced my dad of letting me stay. She was good at that stuff. One time, when she was about to go to summer school for failing English, she convinced the teacher to raise her grade, and she ended up spending the summer in Spain, far away from summer school. Yeah, as I said, she's good with that stuff.
Unfortunately, I didn't tell her the truth. I was really starting to regret it. What if I called her now, though? Maybe there was still time for my dad to let me stay home.
That little thought struck a light at the end of the tunnel, so I reached towards my phone, which was sitting on my nightstand. I scrolled through my contact list, until Trish' number came up. I was just about to press on it, when my dad popped his head through the door.
"Honey?" He called out. "Are you ready? Today's the big day! You're finally going to overcome your fright of boats!"
He went towards me, plating a kiss on my head, like he used to do to calm me down when I was a kid. I sighed. I wish a little kiss would calm me down, now too. But really, only thing that could calm me down, is if dad had marched towards me and said: "Honey, you do NOT have to go on this trip. Enjoy your week with Trish. Bye, love you." But nooo. Stuff like that doesn't happen in my house.
I forced a smile just to please my dad. "Yeah! I bet this trip is going to be…fun." I said the last word faintly, and I saw my dad raise an eyebrow at me.
"Ally, is something wrong?" He sat on the bed and patted the spot next to him so I could sit too, but I didn't.
I was getting pretty mad, actually. How could he, of all people, ask if something is wrong? Isn't he the one who is supposed to know me best? Isn't he the one who is supposed to be able to read my emotions, just by looking at me, just by hearing my voice? He's my dad for goodness sake!
"Yes, something is wrong, dad. Do you really not see what is happening?" I yelled at him. I felt bad about it, but all the stress from having to travel with a boat was the cause of this scenario. "I'm freaking scared of boats and you're forcing me to go on one!"
I collapsed on the bed. I practically felt my dad's gaze burning my skin. "I'm sorry that you feel this way," he stated. I was actually hoping that after my little 'speech' he'd let me off the hook. Apparently I was wrong. "And I'm sorry that you think I'm forcing you to go. That's not what I intended. I just want you to be able to go on a boat, and know it's safe. That's all. Now, get ready. You are going."
Then, he headed for the door. Before he left me alone, he turned around. "Oh, and Ally, I wish you had more confidence in me." With that, he was out the door.
As I got dressed, I heard dad down in the kitchen, making breakfast. I felt really regretful as to what I had said to him earlier. Maybe I should've just kept my feelings inside. Nothing good happens when they come out.
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Once I got ready, I carried my suitcase downstairs.
I spotted freshly baked eggs and bacon - my favourite thing to eat for breakfast- on my plate. My dad was sitting on the couch, staring at the T.V, pretending he doesn't notice me. But then, I met his eye and thanked him with a nod of my head.
Breakfast was over quickly, and before I knew it, it was time to head out. Dad took my suitcase out it in the car, and the two of us set off. Before we did, I took one last look around the house, and I promised myself that I will come back. Healthy and alive.
The car ride to the harbor took a long time. Traffic was heavy, and we kept getting stuck. The clock was ticking, and I was begging it to go a little slower. Yes, as you can see, my plan of 'sucking it up' wasn't working so well.
I was hoping that something, anything, would make the trip end early. Well, now that I think about it, I should've chosen my words my carefully…
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