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I decided to run back home, feeling rash. When I went inside, panting, Gina came over to me quickly and fussed over me in a great panic. I waved her off.
"I'm fine, Gina. I just decided to run a little," honestly I felt like I was going to collapse. I've never run so much before. I suppose it was the adrenaline that boosted me so much.
"Why in the world would you run all the way here from the stables?" she asked.
"I didn't run from the stables, I ran from the farm," I said, still panting, making my way to the kitchen for water. Gina beat me to it, leading me to a chair as she spoke.
"You went to your father's farm? You know he doesn't like you going out alone. Why would you do such a thing?" she asked. She went into the kitchen and quickly got me some water.
"I was telling him that I was leaving," Gina froze in the doorway on her way back.
"What?" she asked quietly.
"I want to go help out my brother," I said. Gina walked over, giving me the water.
"Oh . . . well, I suppose that isn't too bad. But I still don't think it's a very good idea. And we'll have to talk to your doctor about it, too. He'll have to clear you before you can go," she said, looking a little dejected.
"But, I know that adventures like these are important when you are young. So I'll try and help you to make sure this one stays safe, alright, dear?" she continued, hugging me. I hugged her back.
"Thanks Gina," I said. I finished off the water and she took it back into the kitchen.
"I'm going to wait for dad to come home," I said, walking off to the sitting room to read.
"I'll go ahead and call the doctor, then," she responded. I left the house instead, deciding to say my good-byes to everyone, including Pony. I then went home and did what I originally said I would do, reading for the rest of the afternoon, excited about visiting my brother's farm and reading up on plants and animals. Gina brought me my pills and some water while I was deep into a book about what crops belonged to each season. I quickly gulped down the handful of medicine, and Gina patted me on the head in a way she hadn't done since I was much younger. I smiled at her.
"The doctor said that he'll be here tonight. You're lucky he was already traveling this way," Gina said. She kissed me on the top of my head. I thanked her, going back to my books. I continued reading for about an hour when my father walked in quietly.
I looked up from my book, waiting for him to come into the room. I heard Gina greet him, and they talked quietly for a minute. Then, I heard his footsteps draw nearer. My pulse raced as my stomach flipped, resuming its acrobatics from earlier today. My father stepped into the room, looking sad.
"Hello, Father," I said, careful and quiet. My father walked towards me and knelt down right next to me.
"Oh, Jill. My sweet, sweet Jill. . ."
I waited, holding my breath and biting my lip.
"I could never have you hate me for pulling you back from living your life the way that you want. I know I must've been a terribly overbearing father, protecting you as much as I did. And I regret that, especially because my own father was that way . . . and I had promised myself I would always be better. But after . . . after your mother died . . . and you had the same condition that had helped her death. . . I. . . I just. . . I couldn't help it, Jill, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry," my father started crying. I just stared at him, taken aback, not knowing what to do. Eventually, I put my book to the side, and took him in my arms.
"Dad. . . I. . . I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I whispered lamely. I felt kind of awkward saying it, but it was all I could think to say. I'd never really been one for heart-to-heart moments, even if this one wasn't some intense revelation. It was still some digging up of buried feelings, though, and therefore contained a heaviness I wasn't experienced with.
"U-um. . ." I continued.
"I. . . I'm sorry you've been through this. . . I'm sure you must've felt really lonely. . ." I tried. My father chuckled a little, pulling back. He brushed my hair to the side.
"Oh, Jill," was his simple response, neither denying nor confirming the statement. I couldn't help it, I let a few tears slip.
"Dad. . ." I whispered, drawing him in for a hug. Gina came over and stroked my back. Suddenly, the door knocked. Gina bustled away almost immediately. My father and I parted. My father got up, looking towards the door. A few seconds later, the doctor walked in.
"Hello, Dr. Hardy," my father said when the cyborg-eyed doctor appeared. He grunted in response. I loved the old fart. He was a smart but simple man, one of the best doctors to ever live, and one of the best money could buy, which my parents collectively had an abundance of. My mother had left behind a hefty fortune and my father made an incredible amount of fortune himself.
The famous Dr. Hardy, with his amusing red and white Bermuda shorts, shuffled over in his strappy flip-flops over to me.
"So, Jill. I hear you're wishing to be a rebel and run away from home," he said, a slight joking tone to the otherwise serious voice. He almost always talked in that joking, gruff voice. I chuckled in response.
"I wish to visit my brother, and hopefully set up a permanent residence," I said. He nodded.
"Yes, yes. That irresponsible twin of yours. I don't know how he's still alive, that one. But I would like to check up on your condition before you set off on this new endeavor," he said, taking out some of his tools. He had some of the best stuff that only tons of money could buy, them being the most advanced gadgets. He checked all of my vitals.
"You are starting to develop signs of a fever, but all you need of course is some ibuprofen. Other than that, I don't see any immediate problems that would hinder your journey," Dr. Hardy said. I squealed a little, hugging him. He grunted.
"Thank you, Dr. Hardy!" I said, smiling. He scoffed.
"Don't think you're getting off this easy, though. You know full well that a fever can quickly become dangerous, and that you still require constant care. Also, Forget-Me-Not Valley is on the opposite side of Abra Island, meaning it will force me to change my schedule. It is closer to other towns, though, especially Mineral Town, which would help me out. So, you shall travel with me. I am moving to Forget-Me-Not with you."
"What?" I blurted out
"I'm sure it will also help your father and godmother with peace of mind," he said, putting his stuff away.
"We shall leave in the morning," he said, starting to walk away.
"That is, if you still want to go," he looked back at me. I jumped up.
"U-um, yes. Yes! Of course. I was just caught off guard, is all," I said. Dr. Hardy nodded.
"Very well, start packing. I'll pick you up at seven in the morning tomorrow," he did a quick salute, nodding to my father and Gina. I smiled widely.
"Let's go pack, Jill," Gina said, holding out her hand to me. I ran over to her, and we made our way up the stairs together.
I could barely sleep that night from all of the excitement. I couldn't believe I would be able to finally leave this place, and see my brother again. Gina came in to officially wake me up at six, giving me enough time to do my aromatherapy. I floated through the process thoughtlessly and rather quickly, sprinting downstairs to eat breakfast right after Gina put on my dress. My father was already sitting at the table, smiling as he saw me come in. I ran over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Good morning, Jill," he said quietly. I sat down next him. He was looking at the pamphlet Jack had received when he had decided to move to Forget-Me-Not. Gina quickly got us some breakfast as we sat in silence, my father continuing to just stare at the pamphlet. She set down the porridge and berries in front of me and even my father. He didn't mind the flavorless meal, and even refused to eat any berries with them. Gina sat down along with us and we all ate in what I thought was a comfortable silence. Soon, before I had finished, the knock I had been waiting for sounded on the door. I jumped up and raced over, swinging the large door open with more difficulty than I liked to admit.
"Dr. Hardy!" I exclaimed, excited.
"Hush, girl," he said, stepping in to the house.
"I hope you're already prepared," he said, looking at his watch, then at me, with an eyebrow raised. I nodded.
"Gina! Father!" I called. They came in soon after. Gina smiled and went up to get my suitcases with my dad. I waited downstairs with Dr. Hardy.
"So how long does it take to get to the valley, exactly?" I asked. Dr. Hardy smirked.
"Only a couple of hours," he said. I made a disapproving noise.
"I didn't think Abra was that big," I said, a little worried. Gina and my father came downstairs. I looked up at them, feeling a pang of sadness.
"Alright, that's all of it I think," Gina said, setting down the two suitcases she had in her hands. She was much stronger than she looked. My father set down my third and biggest suitcase, still the stronger of the two.
"Just bring that out to the car," Dr. Hardy said. They both nodded. I followed them all outside where the car was parked on the dirt trail. It was something I had only seen a handful of times, most of those occasions only in pictures. The suitcases were piled into the back. Dr. Hardy nodded, then patted my father on the back.
"Don't worry, Toy. I'll look after her even more than I have for all these years," the doctor said. Gina started sniffling. My father just looked at me sadly, and then hugged me tightly.
"Okay, Jill. You know how hard this is for me so just get on out of here and write a lot, okay? I'll have faith in you that you'll take care of yourself and your brother. And don't ever hesitate to ask for help, alright?" he kissed me on the forehead. I almost hated to admit it, but I was way too excited to cry. But I knew the tears would most likely hit hard later on.
"I'll try my best, Father," I said simply. He nodded and nudged me forward to Gina. She proceeded to hug me as well.
"Take care of yourself and your brother, baby girl," she muttered, kissing me on the cheek. I giggled a little, pulling away. Dr. Hardy started the car. I took that as my cue to get into the car. I opened the passenger side, sitting down quickly. I rolled down the window as we started driving away, waving.
"I love you!" I called out. We were out of the town within minutes. We ended up in the absolute middle of nowhere very soon. Dr. Hardy had turned on the radio to some weird music I didn't really like. It was all loud and had lots of screaming, or something. I decided I didn't have any control over the music choice, though. We drove for quite a while before I almost inevitably fell asleep, especially when I was listening to music I couldn't help but tune out.
I woke up suddenly and groggily, the car still moving, but over some very bumpy roads.
"Sorry," Dr. Hardy grumbled. I didn't answer, cranky from the sudden jolt. I just leered out into the bright world as we bumped along the uneven gravel.
"Where are we?" I muttered.
"Just outside of Mineral Town, so about twenty minutes away from your brother's farm," he replied. I made a sound of acknowledgement. After a couple of minutes bumping around, the road flattened out just a little more as we rolled in through a small town with a welcome sign reading "Mineral Town". It was a cute little village full of little cottages that only slightly varied in size and style. It took only a few more minutes to get to the outskirts of the town, where what seemed to be an abandoned farm lay.
"How many farms are abandoned like this?" I asked. Dr. Hardy scoffed.
"As generations get lazier, farming gets harder," he simply replied. I rolled my eyes a little.
"Uh-huh," I said. There had to be something beyond just laziness of the people, right?
We drove onto a mountain that had the sign "Mother's Hill Summit", into a road that seemed to circle the giant landmark. I marveled at the new and beautiful sight. I had never seen such a big mountain or hill or whatever it was. It took a rather long time to get around, causing me to dose off a little bit. We were soon on yet another bumpy road, jostling me awake once more. I shook my head, trying to clear it. It wasn't much longer until we rolled up to another sign, only this one said "Forget-Me-Not Valley". The entrance to the town was right next to a hill, and in front of us was a giant farm. It was absolutely beautiful, full of rows upon rows of crops. There were a couple of quaint little huts sitting next to the fields, and I could see yet another field, and even a greenhouse right next to them.
"Wow, my brother's been doing much better than he said he was," I said. Dr. Hardy scoffed.
"Oh, I've checked on your brother on a number of occasions. He most certainly is doing worse than he said he was."
I looked at the doctor, confused. Then, we drove past the farm entirely and onto a small wooden bridge over a little river.
"Oh my goddess, how bad is it?" I asked, full of worry. Had he been lying about taking over a farm just to please my father, or something? Was he actually some sort of bum just living from house to house or inn to inn and too proud to go back home for help? Not that there was anything for him to proud of, the little idiot.
We turned onto a hill full of trees acting as some sort of fence. I could see the sad looking new farm after a few seconds, groaning as I saw how awful it looked. I'd never seen anything like it. And we had a father who was a wonderful farmer. Jack had visited and played on our farm millions of times.
"Oh my goddess," I said. I was going to have to live in this hell-hole? I was starting to regret my decision to come. We stopped in front of a very small and pink cabin with an odd circular roof. Honestly, it looked more like some sort of barn than a house. On the right side, there was what appeared to be a very small and fragile-looking chicken coop and even farther right, there was a brown wooden cabin. On the left of the pink cabin, there was a little pond with rocks lining it.
We got out of the car. I walked with trepidation to the door as Dr. Harvey took out a couple of suitcases. I looked back, and then decided to run over and help, taking one of the three. We put them down by the door, and he knocked for me. We stood there, but there was no response. I decided to just open the door and set the little dolt straight, but a quick glance around showed that nobody was there.
What the hell?
I sighed.
I've decided that I should really make these "chapters" a little longer, since I was only doing approximately a little more than 1,000 words each ha
So yeah I really hope to update again soon, but of course I have a bunch of homework and all that grossness
Anyway, I really would appreciate it if you all would review and give your insight, I would love to hear from you all. I know this pairing needs a little resurrection so I'll really try to make this a non-painful process. Speaking of which, I'm expecting to bring Skye within the next two chapters. Probably the very next one, but the one after at the latest.
Oh my goodness I don't even think I'm making any sense. Whatever. Thank you for reading!