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Ten-Mila

There are plenty of horrible things that were created by time and humans. But to me waiting was hands down the worst. Even though I was attempting to read I still knew I was waiting. And I knew what was going to be waiting for me when we landed. We had been at the airport for almost four hours. And while most people think waiting at the airport is fun, it's not fun when almost everything is closed. I could have talked to Embry but he was sitting next to me asleep. He looked way too big for the blue plastic seat he was crammed into. I couldn't help but think about how uncomfortable he was going to be on the plane.

As he slept I was able to really look at him. Embry was beautiful. His skin was the color of golden brandy, his lips were small but full, and I noticed he needed a haircut. The chair made him seem even bigger than he already was. We still had an hour left before we could board the plane. I knew I should have stayed awake but all I wanted to do was be closer to him. Slowly I eased my head down on his shoulder. He started to move so I jumped up. But then his arm came up and went around my shoulders pulling me back down to him.

He smelled like outside. Which usually I thought stunk but I could smell a bit of pine mixed in with whatever soap he used. His hands gently rubbed my arm and the goose bumps I had disappeared. I couldn't explain how I felt at that moment. If I had to choose a word it would be safe, and warm, and secure. Ok that was three words but I felt like I never wanted to be without Embry. This was crazy! He had a life and that did not involve a 17 year old girl. Oh why couldn't I have been born earlier? Or even he had been born later? 12 years is a huge age difference.

Even though we had talked and seemed like we had a lot in common, it still wasn't enough. Sure we liked the same movies, similar taste in music, and even both though the ID Channel was the best thing invented he was still 12 years older than me. And probably thought of me as the little sister he never had. Why else would he volunteer to escort me back to Michigan? Thinking about that brought tears to my eyes. I prayed Caleb's mom was ok. I knew what it was like to lose a parent. It's a feeling you never really get over. And Caleb and his mother were so much closer than me and my dad. It had always just been the two of them literally, since he had been born.

I hadn't got a chance to tell him I was coming. I tried to sit up and grab my phone but Embry stopped me. He let out what sounded like a growl and pulled me back down to him. With 45 minutes left before boarding I decided I would just surprise Caleb. And it didn't even bother me that arm rest was digging in my side the entire time. When the flight attendant finally started boarding she called me and Embry's name over the speaker. Embry was still sleep so I had to elbow him in the side. He jumped up and looked around.

"Sorry about that," he said noticing he had his arm around me. I smiled and told him we needed to go to the ticket counter. She asked for our tickets and started typing in her computer.

"You've been upgraded to business class. You can go ahead and board."

"What are you sure?" I asked her. She nodded yes and held the tickets out to me. We grabbed our carry-on bags and headed on the plane. Business class it turns out it just a bigger seat and more leg room; which was exactly what Embry needed. After we had our bags put up we slipped into our seats. Embry was by the window I was by the aisle. The window was up and I could see a small blinking white light at the end of the wing. The sun still hadn't rose. Five minutes later the plane had taxied to its spot in in line for takeoff. "Flight attendants prepare for departure," the pilot's voice crackled over the speakers. I could hear the engines roar to life before the plane started to accelerate.

I looked over at Embry. He smiled at me but his hands were gripping the armrest. He looked out the window and let out a deep breath as the plane started upward. I put my hand on his arm. "Are you okay?" Embry didn't say anything. He smiled again and closed his eyes as the force pushed up back in our seats. His breathing was shallow and he had a thin sheet of sweat on his upper lip. I wiped it off and pulled his hand off the arm rest. He looked out the window before turning to look at me.

"Embry are you alright?" I asked again. Suddenly it dawned on me. "You're scared to fly?"

"Yes," he whispered. The plane had leveled now. He turned to look out the window but I stopped him. I reached across him and slid the cover down. There was no point of him looking out the window if he was scared. Then it hit me. Embry was scared of flying. He was scared of flying yet there he was sitting right next to me. But why? Why had he volunteered when he knew he was afraid of flying?

"If you're scared to fly why did you volunteer to come with me?" I asked him.

"Well to be fair you said you were taking a bus or a train. You hadn't mentioned a plane. If you had I would have most absolutely told you that wasn't a good idea. But you said you needed to get home. So here I am, sitting on a plane. But it's not that bad now," he said. As if he was trying to prove a point he lifted the screen to window then gave me his signature smile. I couldn't resist it leaning up in my seat and kissing his cheek. Embry looked surprised and I knew he was going to tell me that wasn't right. And it probably was very wrong for a child to be kissing a grown man on the cheek. Especially, when that man that wasn't a family member. Instead he looked down, smiled, and kissed me on the forehead. Not quite the area I was hoping for but it would do.

The flight to Detroit wasn't long or bad at all. The extra leg room made it better. Four hours later we were landing. Embry wasn't scared this time but he did hold my hand. When the wheels touched I heard him take in a breath. We got off, grabbed our luggage, and took the shuttle bus to the car rental lot. We augured about who should drive. Embry felt because he was older and the car had been rented to him, it was his responsibility. I told him that this was my hometown, I knew where we going, and I could get there quicker. Eventually he agreed and as soon as were off the lot he stopped in a gas station and we switched seats.

Driving towards the hospital I prayed that everything was alright. Embry played around with the radio while I drove. He ended up on a well-known station and sang along with Maroon 5. I raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

"You can't tell me this isn't making you feel good," he said to me. I agreed and used the buttons on the radio to turn the music up and sing along. I still hadn't called Caleb but he had been updating his Facebook so I knew where to go. We made it to Ford Hospital in record time. After parking we went inside. I stopped at the information desk and smiled at the old lady sitting there.

"Excuse me I'm looking for Mya Shaw. She was brought in late last night." She typed on the computer before passing me small slip of paper. It said visitor and a room number.

"Put the label on," she wrote one out for Embry "This one is for your friend. Follow the hallway behind you to the first set of elevators. Take those to 8 and stop at the desk. She's in ICU."

I told her thank you and followed her directions. As we waited on the elevator I couldn't hold back the tears. My dad had been in trauma for three days before he died. I couldn't breathe. I closed my eyes and leaned against the door. Embry grabbed my hands and lifted my face up. He was breathing slow and steady. Before I knew it I was matching his breathing. The elevator doors opened and we stepped off. The waiting room wasn't that crowded. Caleb was sitting in a chair in the corner. His head down his lap.

"Caleb," I called out. He looked up and jumped up. When my arms wrapped around him the tears started to fall. Caleb stepped back and wiped my face. "Come on now mom will not like to see you crying. The nurse said I should be able to go back in a little bit. I didn't think you would be able to get here," he led me over where he had been sitting.

"You know I'm always here for you babe," I said smiling at him. Caleb smiled and kissed the back of my hand. He took a deep breath. "What happened?" I asked quietly.

"Mom was coming home from work when this car slammed into hers. The force pushed her into oncoming traffic. She just got out of surgery about an hour ago. They stopped some internal bleeding she had but still put her in a medical coma. The doctor said they wanted to give her body time to recover. It's gonna be touch and go for a while" he said. I wrapped my arms around him and let him cry into my chest. He sat up and wiped his face before looking at me. "So has La Pew gotten any better?" he asked me. I laughed at him and shook my head. Even though he was in pain, he was still making jokes. I knew he was going to be fine.

"It's La Push and it's only been a week. But it's getting better. I can't wait till you visit," I smiled thinking about Embry.

"What is all that?" Caleb asked pointing to my smile. I looked at him confused. Was I that obvious? I was about to change the subject when the doors opened up. Caleb saw the nurse and walked over to her. They spoke for a minute then Caleb came back over to me. "They said we can go back now Mila."

"Ok," I stood up and started walking with Caleb before stopping and looking at Embry.

"You go ahead. I'm gonna run down to the cafeteria. I'll be here when you come back out."

I smiled and mouthed thank you before grabbing Caleb's hand and following him back. As we walked back Caleb bumped my arm.

"Who is that?"

"That's Embry. I'll tell you about it later," I said changing the subject. She led towards the last room on the left side of the hallway. As soon as we stepped in, my hand flew to my mouth as I chocked back a cry. Caleb's mom was lying in the bed with so many tubes coming out of her. One was up her nose and green fluid was flowing out of it. Caleb grabbed her hand. I walked over to the other side and sat my hand on top of hers.

"What's that green stuff?

"It's taking the infections out." the nurse said. She walked over and checked the machines before she leaned down by Mya's ear. "Ms. Shaw your kids are here to see you," she said before looking at us. "She may be in a coma but she can still hear. It helps if you talk to her. If you need me just push this button on the remote," she said pointing to it. I thanked her before she turned around and walked out. Caleb didn't say anything. He leaned over and kissed his mom's forehead. I could tell he was trying not to cry but it was no use.

"Mom…it's me Cale Bear. You can't leave me mom. I need you so much. Please…please…please don't leave me mom," Caleb said before breaking down. He leaned down and I watched his shoulders shake as he cried. I kissed her cheek and started to whisper in her ear.

"Hey Mya, its Mila. You have to pull through this even if it's just to tell them your name is Mya. Ms. Shaw is your mother," I said chuckling. I was trying to be strong for Caleb but I was starting to feel like I couldn't breathe. It seemed like the tubes were coming from everywhere. The ventilator was going slowly and another machine was beeping just as slow. Caleb stood up and wiped his face. We sat with Ms. Shaw for about an hour. Caleb listened as I told him about La Push.

"What made you think you could run in the damn forest," he asked laughing. I laughed and shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know it was something different."

"So what's the deal with Embry?" he asked me.

"Who? Nothing there is no deal with him," I struggled to get the words out.

"Mom do you hear this? She has the same look on her face she had when you caught us skipping school last year," Caleb said to his mom. He turned back and looked at me. "You like him Mila."

"Caleb I just met him! You know you're the only man in my life. Besides he's way too old for me."

"And how old is that?"

"How old isn't important. Just know he's older than me."

"Yea but if he's like 21 he's only four years older. If you guys had met freshman year it would be perfectly fine."

"Anyway have you eaten anything yet?"

"I grabbed a bag of chips from the store. I'm waiting on my grams to get here then I'm gonna go take a much needed shower. And then we are going to dinner….all of us."

"Yes because I can smell you all the way over here," I said from the other side of the bed. Caleb gave me the middle finger before I walked around the bed and held my arms out.

"Call me later. I'm gonna go see my dad really quick."

"Where are you staying?"

"Ava got us a room at the Sleep Inn off 8 mile road."

"Us?" Caleb said with a raised eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and hugged him. We made plans to meet up for dinner before I said good bye again. I walked out to the waiting room and found Embry asleep in a chair. The time change must still be affecting him. I gently tapped his leg and he woke up.

"How is she?" he asked as he stood up.

"She's in a coma but the doctors and nurses said she's doing well. You need a bed."

"That's good," he said yawning again.

"I just need to make one more stop before we go to the room. Is that alright with you?"

"Whatever you need to do I'm fine with," he said.

"Whatever I need? You keep saying that and I'm going to hold you to that."