One Thousand Roses

Two completely opposite people; Natalia Grey the school nerd, teacher's pet. She's a big sister and role model. She believes in love at first sight. She wants the fairytale love, the one where you find your prince and live happily ever after.

Jason Summers the school bad boy, player and football player. He does what he wants, when he wants. It's his way or no way. He's the type of guy who doesn't date, doesn't believe in love nor wants it.

Talia only sees one side of Jason and that's his bad boy side; the jerk. Jason only sees one side of Talia and that's her nerdy side; geeky glasses and pulled back hair.

What happens when these two completely opposite teens are forced to see each and talk to each other every single day? What happens when the two teenagers realize there's more to the story than meets the eye? Will their opinions change? Find out in The Bad Boy's Reputation.


63. Chapter Sixty Three

So, I had to break up the vacation chapter, because it was too long for the website;) find more and more out in this chapter:) if you want some pictures of this vacation, I'll be happy to post them in a mumble so you can get a feel of what everything looked like really:) just let me know if you want some pictures! Comment as much as you can on these last two chapters!!

Day Four:

The next morning, the whole group woke up early. With all of us in our bathing suits, we trudged down to the lagoon. With our bags in one hand and our shoes in the other, we set up the chairs. "Hey, wanna put some sunscreen on my back?" I asked, holding up the bottle or sunscreen.

"Not unless you give me a foot massage, which I asked for since last night," Jason replied.

"Rude," I said, making my way to Jackson.

"Am, put some sunscreen on my back."

"What am I? Your maid?"

"No, but I'll buy you food."

"Hand me the bottle."

"This may be the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life," Jackson said, as Amber rubbed the sunscreen under my bikini straps.

"Take a cold shower, will you?" I huffed.

"Babe, do me after?"

"Gladly," Amber replied.

"Alright, I'm done. Goodbye." I said, getting up.

"How deep is it?" I asked.

"Barely deep at all. Just don't go all the way out without a tube." Addison replied, drying his hair off with a towel. I nodded and put my feet in the water.

"You going in?" Jason asked, standing next to me. I nodded and stepped deeper into the water.

"Gets colder."


"Oh, I'm sorry big bad football player." He smiled widely and went under the water.

"I've never seen you in the water with your hair wet."

"There's a first for everything." I smiled, smoothing my now wet hair back.

"Wanna go for a swim?"

"I'm not so sure. Let me get a tube." After sitting in the tube, and struggling with it, I paddled myself out to where Jason was floating. Addison wasn't kidding when he said its deep out here. Jason's at least six feet tall, and he wasn't even touching the ground.

"Babe," Jason called. I turned my head to him.

"Ade is calling you." I nodded and started to paddle over to the shallow parts, but I wasn't equal on both sides of the tube. The tube flipped over, making me turn over, my body falling out of the hole. My body resurfaced, as I gasped in shock, flailing my arms around.

"I have you. I have you." Jason said, swimming over to the shallow parts. Fresh tears streamed down my cheeks, as Jason swam to the land with my clad in his arms. "You're okay." He whispered, running his hand through my hair, once he put me on the chair. My body shook in fear, and in coldness. "You're okay. You lived." I gasped for air, trying to breathe.

"Is she okay?" Jackson asked, handing me a bottle of water. Jason nodded and poured the water in my mouth. He sat the chair up, and sat next to me, keeping his hands on my face.

"Here's a towel, okay? Just sit here and calm down. I'll be right here." He smiled, kissing my knuckles. I took a deep shaky breath and nodded.

"Can you watch her?" Adelaide asked, handing Jason Sapphire. I've now come to realize how Jason has come. From literally not caring about anything or anyone and sleeping around, to holding babies and caring for everyone, and only sleeping with one person.

"Mama." Someone said and baby babble sounded after.

"No, mama." The lady said, and then a round of giggles sounded. I turned my head, seeing a woman with a baby in her arms, his feet standing on her stomach. The baby was chubby, adorably chubby with a little camouflage hat on his head, and a swim shirt along with swimming trunks. Orange, they were. She repeated the words mama over and over again, trying to get the baby to talk.

"Six months."

"Nah, four," Jason replied.

"No, way too old for four months. Six."

"Whatever you say. I'm saying four." I shook my head. Another woman, who looked younger, came and took the baby into her arms.

"There's his mom," I whispered. Jason nodded and watched as she carried him into the water and dipped his feet down.

"I wanna go back in," I said, standing up.

"Are you sure?" I nodded. Jason and I walked back into the water, him by my side holding Sapphire in both arms, with her head leaning on his shoulder.

"This kid better not poop."

"Zack pooped on you."

"No, he shit on my bed. Big difference."

I shook my head, "but yet, you still sleep on it." Jason, Poppy, Addison and I all ended up walking around the back of the resort. The music blasted, and the pool boy tried to be the DJ, but all he did was look up songs on YouTube. And the Taylor swift songs were good, but after hearing her songs for an hour, you get a little bored. After swimming in the lagoon, Mike ended up talking to one of the people who were with the group with the baby, and he found out the baby is nine months. Of course, Jason and I were wrong. But I was closer.

The man asked how old Sapphire was, which, it's hard to tell, because she doesn't look like she's four months. Her chubby cheeks and chubby legs could tell people she was about six months.

"These dolphins man, they're flipping out," Addison said as he put his arms around my waist. For some reason, I'm always the one who gets held by the guys. Whether it's Jason, Jackson or Addison, someone's arms always wound up around me. Poor poppy, though. She doesn't get any, I feel bad for her. But when Jason put his arms around her waist, all the bad feeling went away. I'm not the jealous type, and I know Poppy would never hit on Jason, so I have no reason to be jealous or worried.

"Maybe there's a storm coming. You know what they say, Dolphins can feel when something's coming." Poppy said.

"I don't know, but they are freaking out." She nodded. "Alright, I'm tired and ready for bed," I said, moving away from Addison.

"I'll meet you up there?" Jason asked. I looked at him with wide eyes. I lowered my eyes down, then back up. I bit my lip and played with the hem of my shirt.

"Oh, shit. Yeah, we have that thing... Um, today. And um, yeah. Shit, um... Shit." He said, letting go of poppy.

"See you all tomorrow."

"Shit, yeah."

"Someone's getting laid!" Addison yelled.

"Yeah, and it's not you!" Jason yelled back, before grabbing my hand and running inside.

Day Five:

I felt soft breaths hit the back of my neck, as my eyes finally fluttered open. "Morning," Jason whispered.

"Mhm." I mumbled, smiling slightly. Jason ran his hand up and down my arm and kissed me lightly.

"It's ten thirty, check out is eleven! Let's go!" Sally yelled.

"Jesus, Aunt Sally! Privacy!"

"I've changed your diapers. Now get up!" She exclaimed. Jason groaned, grabbed his boxers and threw them on.

"Come on, pack your toothbrushes. We don't have time for this."

"Alright, I'm going."

"Talia, I suspect your suitcase is packed?" I looked around the room. "I'll let you get dressed and ready. Fifteen minutes." I threw on clothes, ran into the bathroom, brushed my teeth and threw my hair into a bun.

"Hurry up in the shower, babe," I said, opening the curtain a little.

"Hand me a towel." I grabbed the towel off the hook and handed it to him.

"So, at the next hotel, we have beer and stuff. Will you be drinking?" Jason asked through the curtain.


"Figured as much. You wanna come in the shower?"

"No, not feeling it today. Just kinda wanna get in the car and drive, you know?"

"I feel you. We're all gonna end up wanting to kill each other soon."

"No doubt in my mind." 

"Jason! Talia! Let's go!" Sally called. Jason groaned and turned the water off.

"I'll let you get dressed."

"Thanks." He sighed, opening the curtain.

"He's just getting out of the shower. My suitcase and toothbrush are all packed. Jason's is too. And um, yeah."

"Okay, Mike is getting a bellhop. I'll send one to the room?"

"Thank you." I smiled. She nodded and left Jason and I alone.

"So, what shall we do while we wait?" Jason asked, pulling his shirt over his head.

"I don't know."

"Are you feeling okay? I'm only getting like one to three-word answers from you."

"I'm fine. It's like after I ate that salad, I've been nothing but nauseous." I replied, pulling a different shirt on over my sports bra.

"Let's see those abs," Jason said, poking my stomach.

"Jason, stop."

"Let's see em'." He said, poking again. I groaned and held my shirt up. "There they are. The littlest abs."

"And my chub. Now, can I roll my shirt down?"

"I love your chub." He said, bending down on his knees and kissing my stomach.

"Well, this chub is only going to get bigger if I don't stop eating like a damn pig."

"And I'll be perfectly fine with a chunky girl."

"What a sap."

"And I'll be perfectly happy with you, and your baggage."

"My baggage?" I laughed, throwing my head back.

"Yes, your baggage. And that little chub of yours."

I rolled my eyes. "That's your fault too."

"How is it my fault you have chub?" He laughed.

"Hm, let me count out the reasons...."


Jason and I crammed into the car with Harrison and Adelaide, to give everyone else more room. Since we all get along well, we went with the couple and Sapphire. Harrison drove down the seven-mile bridge, as I played with Sapphire's tiny feet. "Talia, are you okay? You haven't spoken a word since we got on the road." Adelaide said.

"Perfectly fine."

"She's self-conscious about her chub." Jason informed. I slapped his shoulder hard, which caused him to wince a little.

"Your chub? Everyone has chub. I barely even see yours."

"It's just something I've always hated." 

"Well, hello princess." I smiled, taking Sapphire's hand in mine. She grabbed onto my finger tightly, and smiled, but then her face contorted.

"Bottles are in the baby bag by your legs."

"Here you go, baby." I smiled, as I put the bottle into her mouth. She sucked tightly onto the top of the nipple, which made little squeaks. Her heavy breathing sounded throughout the car, making me pull the bottle away.

"Breathe baby." I whispered, before putting the bottle back into her mouth. Her eyes started to flutter lightly, as she sucked. I ran my finger down her little face, calming her down more. "There you go, baby. Relax." I smiled, as her eyes finally closed. I took the bottle out of her mouth.

"You're a natural." Jason smiled.

"I've grown up with kids in the house, so I had to calm down babies." He kissed my temple and went back to looking out the window.

"Hey, um, can we stop?"

"Everything okay?"

"I get motion sickness. And I feel like I'm about to puke."

"Harrison, pull over. I'll call my mom. Just get her out of the car."

I hopped out of the car, and pulled my hair out of my face, as I emptied my stomach. My necklace dangled from my neck, and stray pieces of hair did as well, as I was hurled over.

"What's going on?" Adelaide asked.

"Nothing, why?"

"I don't know, Talia. You're not talking, throwing up, getting nauseous and not drinking. You tell me. Oh, and let's not leave off the fact that you're practically glowing." I looked down.

"You can tell me, Talia." She said, taking my wrists in her hands.

"I just have motion sickness, that's all."

"I'll find out what's going on." I saw her and Jason talking from where I was standing. Her arms flailed all over the place, as did his. And occasionally, they pointed to me, then to Sapphire. The one movement I saw surprised me. Adelaide's hands flew over her mouth, as Jason stood smiling widely. She hugged him tightly, then looked back to me.

I climbed back into the car, as did Jason and Adelaide. Adelaide, who was still shocked, turned to me. "So, you got accepted to NYU?"

"Wait, what?"

"Jason is accepted to brown, and you're accepted to NYU. Why didn't you just tell me?"

"Oh, um, trying to keep it a secret until the start of next year. But I don't know if I'm taking it."

"Why not?"

"Personal reasons, you know? I mean, taking care of Macey and Zack. My mom isn't equipped to doing it. So I may take classes online." She nodded. I looked to Jason who winked, and ran his hand down my back. "I thought you told her." I whispered.

"Nah, she can't keep secrets very well. I think Macey can keep them better than she can." I laughed lightly and looked at him.

"I love you." I smiled.

"I love you. Now, just sleep." I put my head on his shoulder, and my arms around his bicep. He kissed the top of my head and held my thigh in his hand.


Jason's POV

"Baby." I whispered, kissing Talia's cheek. She groaned slightly, before digging her head into my shoulder. "Babe, we're here." Her eyes opened, and she sat up quickly.

"Mhm. I have to pee." She said. I laughed and got out of the car. She hurried out of the backseat, before rushing into the lobby.

"Where is she going in such a hurry?" Jackson asked.


"Crap, I didn't pay back Talia's parents for the gas and parking money." Aunt Sally said.

"It's fine. Pay them back when we get home." She nodded and waited for the lady at the front desk. Talia's parents had to go home early because Zac and she had a work meeting up in Toronto. Mrs. Grey said it was an important investment, but Zac said it was for a case he was assigned, which involved an accountant. I found that utter bullshit, but hey, it's okay. Talia, of course, was angry that her parents had to leave. But she got over it after she realized her mom wouldn't be breathing down her neck anymore. She claims she free when she's not around her mom, which I can understand.

"... And then granddad completely flipped shit." Bria said, as I finally listened to her story.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"You seriously heard nothing I just said?"


"I heard everything you said." Nick intervened, pressing his chest to Bria's back. His arms went around her waist, as her face contorted.

"You know, Nick, that's great and all, but I'm far too old for you." She said, taking his hands off of her.

"That's never stopped me." 

"Okay, that's gross. You're illegal, and your... You. So, do us both a favor and keep it in your pants. Because I don't need so see some tiny chestnut." She said, before walking away. I threw my head back in laughter, as she walked away.

"It's not a chestnut! It's huge!" He yelled.

"Sorry, it's a water chestnut." That made me laugh more, which caused Nick to look at me.

"What are you laughing at? At least I'm not whipped like you."

"Hey, I'm perfectly happy. And Christina is a great person."

"Yeah yeah." He said.

"Better?" I asked, as Talia finally came out of the bathroom.

"Perfect." She replied, before wheeling her suitcase into the hotel. This hotel was very different from the last one. This one had multiple buildings, which included pools in all of them, a tiki bar, a grill, and ice cream at night. Our hotel room overlooked the water, which was a marina. Right now, a cruise ship was docked at the marina, which we saw perfectly. Without even going outside, we could see it. This time, instead of sharing a room with Amber and Jackson, we shared the room with Harrison and Adelaide. Talia complained a little saying how she's onto her, and how she'll ask her questions. But I told her she won't. Did she believe me? Nope.

"I just want to lay in bed." Talia said, pulling her shirt down.

"It's hot as hell outside, so maybe we will." I replied, kissing her forehead.

"Do you know what's great?" I looked at her.

"There's a whole other room here. And if Harrison and Ade are in here with the baby... We get that whole room to ourselves." 

"What is wrong with you these days?"

"I don't know. Just feeling... Weird."

"Well, I like your thinking. Maybe tonight. But I just want to sleep right now." She nodded and put her head on my chest. That's basically how the whole night went. We ended up sleeping, then going out to eat at Caroline's. Which is a restaurant named after the street it's on, Caroline Street. The food was really good. Of course, Talia got herself a salad and water. The usual went around for everyone. But Aunt Sally got fish.

"I can smell that fish." Talia whispered, holding her nose.


"Ugh, it's making me sick." She said, before gagging a little.

"Bathroom." I ordered, pointing to the shack.

"Is she okay?" Bria asked.

"Yeah, she doesn't like the smell of fish, and she picked up the scent."

"Oh, okay. You know, she's been so different lately."

"I know. It's the stress of going into senior year. You know, with taking care of her siblings and stuff." 


Jackson's POV (little change in scenery)

"Okay, what is going on with Talia." I said, pacing around my hotel room. Bria, Addison, Amber, poppy and Christina all sat on the bed, looking up at me.

"Ade said its because she got accepted to NYU." Addison said.

"Has anyone else noticed how different she is lately? Like, she's getting sick, and not eating. She's not even drinking. Not talking. I mean, something is going on." Bria said.

"I agree. Amber, your her best friend." Addison joined.

"Look, I've known Lia for a long time. And I know when something is wrong. My instinct is... She's starting with her eating again. Which the doctor said could happen. I mean, she's getting sick and not eating. That's what happened the first time." I nodded.

"So, who's talking to her?" I asked.

"Not it." Everyone said, putting her fingers on their noses. Everyone but... Amber.

"Oh come on! Make me do it!?" 

"Come on baby."

"You all owe me for this." She said, before putting her slippers on. I smiled, as I watched her walk out the hotel door.

Natalia's POV

I watched as Jason set up the mattress in the small living room. His back muscles flexing and contracting with each step he took. "There's pillows in the closet. Can you get them?" He asked. I opened the closet door, surprised to see two full pillows and a blanket on the top shelf. I reached up, just enough to grab the package. Closing the closet, I spun around, only to drop the package on the ground as a loud bang came.

"What? Is everything okay?" I asked, opened the door, to see a very disorganized Amber.

"We need to talk." She said, walking into the room.

"Why, come on in Am. It's not like I'm getting ready to sleep or anything."

"I'm going to ask you something, and I want the truth." I nodded. "And I don't want you to get mad at me, alright? Just remember, I love you."

"Spit it out!" 

"Are you back on with your eating?"

"What? Why w-"

"answer the question!"

"Of course I'm not."

"Have you been taking your medication?"

"What are you, my mother?"

"Talia, please. Just answer the question."

"No, my doctor took me off of them."


"Because they were harming my body. What's this all about?"

"Talia, just tell me the truth. I know you're not stressed about NYU. So what's going on?"


"Talia. We tell each other everything. If there's something you're not telling me, please, please, please, let me know. If it's me dating Jackson, I'll b-"

"it has nothing to do with you."

"Then what is it? Talia, please. If Jason is harming you, tell me."

"You think Jason is harming me?"

"I... No."

"Look, everything is perfectly fine between Jason and I. And yeah, my doctor took me off my Meds. But it's all for a reason."

"Please, just tell me. I'll keep whatever secret it is." 

I looked around the room. "Promise?"

"Talia, just tell me!"

"Promise me you won't tell anyone or flip out."

"I promise." I nodded and took out the small picture from my wallet.

Day Six:

This is exactly why I don't tell Amber things. The entire morning, she's followed me around asking me questions. Of course, I answered all of them, but still. She doesn't need to ask questions. Today, we took a tour of Ernest Hemingway, the famous writer. And it was probably the best tour I've been on. Our tour guide, yeah, she was a little crazy. But she was good. We saw the six-toed cats, the car cemetery, the pool. Even Hemingway's writing studio. His bedroom, everything that was once his, we saw. She told us how he died, how he took his own life. And then his kids as well took their own lives. She said Hemingway was in such pain from the fact that he could not write, that he took his own life.

It's crazy to think that writers are so indulged into their work, that they would actually go to the aspects of killing themselves because they can't do what they love. I mean, Hemingway had so much more to live for. But he went down as someone we would never forget.

After the tour, we ended up taking a trolley to Green Street. On Green street, there's restaurants and little shops. But one restaurant, in particular, we wanted to go to. Margaritaville. Jimmy Buffett's Original Margaritaville.

"Wasted away again in Margaritaville." I sang quietly. Jason laughed lightly behind me, as he guided me to our table. The place was so small, we all had to sit at different tables around the room. Jason, Amber, Jackson and I sat in our own corner. It sucked that we all good separated, but Sally made sure the waiter knew to put all our meals on her card.

"Excuse me, can I have another water?" I asked the waitress.

"Sure baby." She smiled taking my glass. I smiled, and closed my menu.

"Are we all ready to order?" She asked, still holding my glass. We all went around the table, giving our orders. Amber ordered a taco salad, which sounded extremely good. Jackson, surprisingly, ordered himself some kind of fried chicken salad. And Jason and I both got a Deluxe Rancho Burger. And it sounded like heaven. Tomato. Lettuce. Pickles. Ranch dressing. Secret sauce. Amazing.

"So, tomorrow, we have nothing to do." Jason informed.

"Everyone else is going walking around the town." Jackson said.

"I think we should go shopping." Amber suggested.

"My feet hurt just from walking today. They won't be any better tomorrow."

"Suck it up." The glass of water was placed in front of me, which I was so glad for.

"Can I have a sip of yours?" I asked.

"I thought you didn't like coke?" Jason questioned.

"I don't. But I just want a small sip. For the bubbles." He nodded and handed his cup to me.

"You drank it all." Jason frowned. 

"Sorry. I wanted bubbles." I replied, putting my hands up in defense. He rolled his eyes, before asking for another coke.

"So, have you heard back from NYU yet?" Amber asked.

"Yeah, they said to take my time with responding to them, because I still have a year left." 

"I can't believe you got a full scholarship to NYU, and I got nothing." Jackson whined.

"You're not smart." Jason replied.

"And you are? You're only passing because Talia's the nerd."


"It's true, though." Jason groaned.


The rest of the night was spent walking around the small town and sleeping. And by sleeping, I mean a cat nap at about six thirty. Our lunch filled us all up, so we skipped dinner and decided to eat picky food back at the hotel.

"I want a temporary tattoo!" I exclaimed, seeing the booth. Jason groaned as I pulled him over to the booth, trying to get him to get one too.

"Get one." I said.



"I have real ones."

"Get what you always wanted to get."


"What can I do for you today?" The lady asked.

"Can I have the infinity sign, with the word infinity on my left wrist?"

"Sure can. Have a seat." She drew exactly what I wanted on my wrist, before going over it with ink. I watched in awe, as she went over the marker. The tattoo I've always wanted is now on me for four weeks.

"Let that dry for about an hour, and then in two hours, wash it off with soap and water." She informed.

"Thank you." I smiled, handing her the twenty dollars.

"Anything for you?" She asked, turning to Jason.

"What the hell." He groaned, putting his arm out. "I want the date, one, twelve, sixteen right here." He said, pointing to his left bicep.

Five minutes later, it was all done and paid for. Quick and easy, and no pain. The only pain was paying twenty dollars for a small tattoo. But it's worth it.

1/12/16. The date Jason and I met.

Day Seven:

Jason's POV

"This is a cool boat." Poppy said, walking in front of me. Today, we decided to do a boat tour called GlassBottom boat. Basically, it's a boat with a glass bottom, and it goes into the shallows of the water, to see the sea life and the coral.

"Good morning folks. I'm your captain, Tyler. And we have a great tour for you all today. So just sit back and relax. The waves are a little rocky today, so if you have motion sickness, you are more than welcome to get off." Talia looked at me with wide eyes, before sulking back into her seat.

"She'll be fine." Amber smiled, patting my hand. I looked at her, then to the outside.We started moving, and the boat started rocking, back and forth. Back and forth. Side to side. Up and down.

"He wasn't kidding." Poppy said, clutching my hand.

"This is nothing.

"Alright guys, stand up. You can walk around the boat a little. We're almost at the shallows." Our guide, Mike said. Talia joined Poppy and I, as we walked to the part where the glass was.

"Sit down." Talia looked to me with narrow eyes, before sitting next to me. She put her hand on my thigh and watched as the waves moved out the window. It wasn't until I fully looked at her, I noticed her facial features.

"You okay? You're looking pale." I said, pulling her hair away from her face.

"Perfectly fine." She replied, keeping her head still.

"If you're not okay, tell me. I don't want you throwing up all over the boat."

"I'm fine. Just a little nauseous."

"Alright. Just tell me if you're gonna get sick." She nodded. The boat finally came to a stop, but the waves didn't stop rocking the boat. The way Talia was acting, I knew her motion sickness was getting the best of her, and I knew she hated it.

"I'm gonna sit on the bench." I watched as Talia made her way to the bench where most of the families sat. I felt bad that she couldn't see what was happening down below, but I knew she didn't care.

"Here baby." I said, handing her a cup of ice. She looked at me. "It helps with motion sickness." She nodded and took the glass from my hands, before sucking on the ice. I put my arm around her neck and kissed her temple.


"A little, yeah. Thanks." She smiled. I nodded and continued to listen as the tour guide explained the types of fish.


Natalia's POV

I looked over to see Jason talking to some random guy on the boat we were on. Two boats in one day. Terrible. But this one was a lot better. It's the Sunset Cruise, and it's amazing. I put my hands on Jason's lap and listened to their conversation with my glass in my hand. "If you have a girl who knows nothing about surfing or snowboarding. For you, football, man, you gonna get laid." The guy said. Jason broke into a fit of laughter.

"It was nice talking to you, man. I'm Hoggie." The guy said.

"Jason." He walked to me and shook my hand.

"Natalia." I smiled.

"Hoggie." He smiled, before walking away. The sunset was now going down, and it was the prettiest thing I've ever seen. The reflection off the water and the other sailboats in the water made everything beautiful. Jason's hands found their way to my waist and hooked me. His chin pressed into my shoulder, as his hands rested on my stomach.

"This is perfect."

He nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too.

Day Eight:

Driving for four hours is so much fun. Hint the sarcasm. Driving for four hours in a cramped car, with no food, a hormonal Amber, hormonal Poppy and then me. Along with Addison and Bria fighting, it was a long ass ride. A ride that went extremely slow.

"So, what do you have planned for when we get back?" Jason asked.

"I have a doctors appointment, so he can see how I'm doing without my medication, and then for a checkup." He nodded.

"Airports that way dad." Bria said.

"I'm following the GPS, Bri."

"Alright, but mom went that way."

"Let your mom do what she does. I'm going this way. We'll end up at the car rental place somehow." Twenty minutes later, we were running through the airport. Without bags in our hands, we ran through the security. "Flight 1401 to Newark, has been delayed until nine fifty-nine, due to weather." A voice said. I sat back in my seat and groaned. Instead of flying into JFK or Laguardia, we decided to fly into Newark, and then spend the night at Sally's house. Since our cars are all at their house, it'll be easier to just take a cab or bus to their house.

Amber popped a Dramamine into her mouth, before swallowing it dry. "What? It helps." She said, shrugging.

"Hand me one of those." She hesitated before putting one in my hand.

"We have a while to go. They delayed it until ten forty-five." Sally said, sitting next to me. I groaned, then put my head on Jason's shoulder. "I just wanna go home. We've been here for like, three hours." He nodded.


"Well, it's about damn time." I said, getting in line. Jason stood behind me with his hands on my waist, keeping me upright. My feet were about to give out. My eyes felt heavy as I blinked. The casual lightening erupted the sky, as we boarded, and of course, I was the lucky one who got the window seat. My heart stopped beating when I realized I wasn't sitting next to Jason. But I was in fact, next to Nick.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Yeah, I'm not happy about this either. So stay on your side, got it?"

"Asshole." I mumbled.

"Slut." I rolled my eyes. The plane took off in an instant, and my eyes finally closed shut. Sleep swooped over me in seconds, as my stomach made weird noises. The Dramamine. Sleep. I told myself. Just sleep. I'm finally home and grounded. Everything is familiar.

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