Third Person POV
Derreck Mitchell and the Spencer's arrived at the Chicago Airport around 2 in the afternoon. Tired, uncertainty and grievance were felt through the thick icy weather.
After they each gathered their luggage, they decided on grabbing something to eat before heading towards their destination.
Ashley was especially feeling anxious. She itched with the need to run into her daddy's arms. She could almost picture his face full of surprise and excitement when he sees them. She knows he's not expecting this surprise. She looks forward to their reunion, longing for each second to pass by quicker until the time comes for them to meet with him.
Derreck sat next to Logan. He sat calmly, eating his food and making small conversation to keep Logan's mind at ease. He knew Logan was in no mood, his demeanor said it all. Dark aura and a stiff complexion that fought against self-control.
How could he keep calm? His gut told him things were edgy from
AshleyWe boarded the elevator in silence. I clung to mom's waist, unwilling to part away from her. I wanted to stay strong, but the strain in my throat was far too much for me to bear. I cried like a five-year-old through our ride down that elevator.No one said anything. They simply allowed me to cry my eyes out until I could no more. Logan held his head up towards the heavens with his eyes closed and hands behind him, holding on to the rail.Derreck, though he didn't say much, was giving us a look that let us know things would be ok. I wanted to believe that way too, but I was very uncertain at this point.Derreck sighed and ruffled my hair, "Hey Ash?" I turned my head up to see him, I sniffled and cleaned my years with the back of my hand.He reached in the inside pocket of his jacket, retrieving a handkerchief. He ducts down a little, cleaning my face softly."No more crying, ok? Look, our flight isn't until tomorrow morning, what do yo
Hailey: (Flashback to late July)We sat at the doctor's office. My boys were due to come home in just a few more days, Aaron would have to start soccer practice in just a few more weeks.I have been having a bit of pain in my left breast. At first, it was bearable, but the pain keeps getting a bit more intense. Like a shooting pain, or as if there was a small needle pricking me in the same spots.I decided to go in for a mammogram. I was a bit scared, to say the least. My husband has always been very supportive of me, and since the day we were married, we have stuck to our vows. For better or for worse.I was honest with him and told him about my situation. Though there were no lumps or any visible evidence of anything being wrong, I needed to make such things were ok. That's when my obstetrician gave me the bad news. Soon as she mentioned to me that I should be getting a second opinion and further studies from a mammographer, I k
Third Person POVNo one was prepared for the events approaching. From the separation of Mr. & Mrs. Spencer, the bad news of Hailey's health, T's parents had suddenly come home unexpectedly, Lexie's dad was given the news he may lose his farm, and there were many more obstacles that the kids from Lakeview high would have to suddenly face.One thing was for sure, Hailey was determined to make this a great Thanksgiving dinner. She has less than a day before Thanksgiving to male preparations. It has to be memorable.She had managed to come home safely without having to stop because of nausea she has been experiencing from the new medication. The radiation had left her sore from head to toe and in so much pain.She quickly got a hold of Troy's grandma and asked her for help. But, she found Troy's parents had gotten home last night as well. Poor Troy, she knew the situation was no less of misfortune as well. He was such a great kid, so smart and capable,
SophieSunday MorningI hadn't spoken with my friends all weekend. It was as if we were suddenly too occupied with our own things.I woke up to the sound of my phone going off, though I didn't get to pick it up on time. The time on my clock read 6 a.m.I glanced at the phone once it began to ring again and saw Troy's name on the caller ID. I picked it up quickly to answer him. Something had to have happened with his parents for him to call me at this time."Hi T. What's going on?" I asked calmly."Hi, baby girl. I'm sorry I haven't seen you all week, I have been home with my grandma, and then my parents came by unexpectedly. I really needed someone to talk to right now. I didn't know who else to call.""Where are you right now?" I asked concerned? His voice sounded hoarse, I could tell he had been crying a bit."I'm outside your house. In my car. I-" He sighs deeply trying to hold back unshed tears. It b
Amber's POV"AMBER! where the hell is this girl? It's late." I could hear dad's voice yelling and complaining from downstairs. I can't stand being in this hell-hole. I knew he was getting hungry and impatient. It was late after all, and he'd soon have to leave for work. I never asked him for a ride to my new job, yet he always gets preoccupied with me.Mom probably drank too much again and is knocked out cold in her room. It's our never-ending cycle in this stupid house. Dad has to be mom and dad to me because mon is always complaining about her poor pathetic excuse of a life.Dad and I try doing our best to keep this house going, but with a mother like mine that keeps on wasting our damn income on her fucking drinking and smoking habit helps nothing at all. She loves to tell us how the house is always messy and untidy.Our house is in bad need of a fresh coat of paint as well. But van you blame us? Dad and I are always out of the house working and in s
Amber's POVI was exhausted but too happy to care. This job meant so much to me.The bistro was nonstop busy. People have been coming in and out like crazy. Not just the ones staying at the BnB, but also folks from around our town, out of town, folks working here, folks from the near hospital, and even soldiers from the Marine Base just out of town.It was so crazy. It kept me busy all day.It was near 11:30 when dad sent me a text.Though most jobs require us to keep our phones in our locker rooms, our boss requested we kept our phones on us at all times in case of an emergency, or in case a supervisor needed to get in contact with us.Dad sent me a text near that time, and since I was new here, I figured I would be the last to get my break. I was surprised when my supervisor Pascal sent me a text to tell me to take a half-hour break at noon.I sent dad a
LoganWe were due for the school field trip today. Thanks to mom and Mrs. P, Sophie and I were headed early this morning to the school to volunteer for the annual hiking trip on the old trail up the mountains.We hadn't slept so much last night, which means Sophie was still fast asleep in the car.The weather was getting pretty chilly since its the beginning of winter after all. Luckily, it was not snowing yet.The reason why they hold the trail during the time is that most years and big animals are hibernating. There are fewer probabilities of any student being attacked by an animal if they strive away from us.Plus the fact there are still a few does out there we can still see.We were headed a little early since we were supposed to be there before the other students got there, so I stopped and got her a muffin and coffee and parked the car next to the school bus.I woke her up and handed her her coffee
SophieThe days went by slow from thereon.Logan and I were close and I felt I was in love with him more each day, but I felt as if everyone around me were hiding things from me.Mom and dad were going on business trips more often, and it worried me. Mom didn't look so good. She looked stressed out, tired, worn out. She had lost a lot of weight and tried to hide it, changing the subject each time I asked her if she was ok.We were getting close to Christmas time and that meant two things. One- Our winter formal dance was coming up. Two- Christmas break was coming.My family usually goes off to a cabin we rent out in the mountains. I'm not sure that's the case this year. My parents have been so busy.Logan was busier than before since they had won qualifications for county champions. I was so proud of him. The thing that bothered me was that Carter was still messing with him and me.We oversaw his be