Six Months in Heaven
Sorry, this is the last of my story, but there is a new story up called The Locket. It is about a girl and her dead boyfriend who died in the fire and a locket that he gave her. Please tell me if this is a good idea. I have only half of my story wiritten. :( GIMMY IDEAS!
I was about to make the wedding chapter but i desided to leave it like it is because i think that it is better as is. sorry, dont hate me :) plz comment!!!! I need to know if im good enough for yall :) plz
~ <3 u all
Why would i drive to Pennsylvania, oh yah, cuz im an idiot!
â€œJohn?â€ I called out, â€œI have a surprise for you!â€
â€œTell me, tell me, tell me!â€
â€œDo you want to go on vacation?â€ It was the morning right after Jess and I had the conversation about Max. John nodded, excited already. â€œWe are going up to Pennsylvania!â€
â€œTomorrow morning. If you want to go, you have to help me pack up today.â€ Scoffing down the rest of his breakfast, he was eager to get to work.
â€œMommy, how many toys can I bring?â€ (Authorâ€™s note, I asked my mom that all the time, though I am 13...nerd)
â€œI want Mr. Stuffy and Miss Panda!â€ he said and hugged them both close. We went out to the garage to get suit cases. I stumbled upon one that was already full; I should have gotten rid of those years ago! I gave John a Make-up bag and grabbed a big suit case and a backpack myself.
I packed all the essentials: undergarments, t-shirts, long sleeve shirts, and pants. â€œJohn, can you get the tooth brushed and toothpaste from the bathroom?â€ He obediently followed my orders, afraid I was going to not let him got to Pennsylvania. Grabbing the makeup bag I followed him out of the door and to the bathroom to get the hair wash and body wash.
By the end of the day we were all packed and the house was clean and ready for out departure. I mapped out our rout and typed it into my GPS. John fell asleep on the couch with his finger in his mouth.
I called Jess. â€œAre you ready for tomorrow?â€ I asked her.
â€œThat wasnâ€™t a really convincing â€˜sure.â€™â€
â€œWell, its just that I am not really sure that you are ready to see Max, I donâ€™t think that Max is ready to see his son, who you have been hiding for the past five years.â€
â€œMax deserves to know though, and John keeps asking about his father. What if this all works out and John, Max, and I will all be a family?â€
â€œAh, ha! You do love him!â€
â€œBut â€“ youâ€” I â€“ no!â€ I stuttered.
â€œSorry, the line is breaking up.â€ She said, crumpling a bag of potato chips.
â€œPut down that bag of chips and talk to me! This is so immature!â€ The line went dead.
â€œCome on!â€ Jess yelled. â€œEveryone in the car!â€ She grabbed her dog by the leash and put him in the trunk of my Mini-Van. We were half way through North Carolina, in a Dunkinâ€™ Donuts.
â€œCome on! We have to get through three more states and then half way through Pennsylvania!â€ She continued yelling.
â€œJess, can you drive? I was driving all the way up here and John needs to eat!â€
â€œFine,â€ She said aggravated.
â€œOuch! You got me John!â€ I yell, playing along to our game. We were looking for Punch Buggy Cars across Root Ninety-Five and punching each other when we see them. So far, John was winning. â€œOh, look! Red Punch Buggy!â€ I exclaim punching John slightly in the leg.
â€œAre we there yet?â€ John exclaimed.
â€œNope, how about we go to sleep to pass the time.â€ I leaned my head against his car seat and closed my eyes, hopping that he would follow me.
â€œJohn, Zoey, wake up!â€
â€œWhat, where â€“ whereâ€ I was still groggy from sleep. â€œWe are here?â€
â€œWell, we are at the hotel!â€ It was just about twilight, â€œIâ€™ll go check in and get a luggage cart.â€
â€œWait, what about Rufus?â€ She said, motioning towards her dog.
â€œOh, I got a hotel that allows pets, but they must be â€˜potty trained and obedientâ€™ and must be on a leash at all times.â€
â€œThatâ€™s weird, I never heard of an animal friendly hotel.â€
â€œYah, I know, right!â€
I walked into the building and went to the front desk. â€œHello, how may I help you?â€ She said.
â€œI check in here right?â€ I said awkwardly, â€œMy last name is Helion.â€
â€œAh, yes. Room 15â€ I gasped at the irony of the number. â€œIs there something wrong?â€
â€œNo, itâ€™s okay, where can I get a luggage cart?â€
â€œHow about I get someone to carry them up to your room, Sebastian!â€ She called out.
â€œThanks,â€ I said, and let the man follow me out. â€œSo, here is the luggage.â€
We followed him up to our room and went inside. â€œOkay, letâ€™s hit the sack. We have a big day tomorrow.â€ We each took turns taking a shower and went to bed.