How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 79: Feels like a prison

Sleeping in the same bed as Caleb is torture. He loudly rolls over every five minutes, he chews and snores in his sleep and he tries to steal my blanket two times because having one blanket isn't enough for him apparently.

So naturally, I wake up the opposite of refreshed in the morning.

We have to be at the clinic at 9, so I set my alarm for 6.

I groan and stand up, letting Caleb sleep a little longer.

I get ready in the bathroom and check my phone while I brush my teeth. Austin already texted me a morning text, wishing me a great day and good luck for the clinic stay. He's so thoughtful. I miss him already. I didn't even get to say goodbye personally.

After I'm dressed I finish packing my suitcase and then carry that heavy ass shit downstairs.

"Morning." Dad greets me sleepily. He's sitting by the table, sipping on a coffee, looking like he didn't sleep at all, which probably is exactly what happened.

"When did you get home from work?" I ask him as I sit down next to him.

"One hour ago." He tells me and yawns.

"Maybe Caleb can drive me instead?" I suggest. I don't want him to drive around for four hours after a sleepless night shift.

"I slept for three hours, don't worry." He says.

Oh, well, I guess we got the same amount of sleep after all. But I slept for five hours yesterday afternoon, so I did get a lot of sleep in sum. But it sure doesn't feel like it.

"When are we leaving?" I ask him hesitantly.

He rubs his eyes. "In twenty minutes." He tells me.

I nod and pull out my phone to pass the time since I don't have anything to do. I wish I could see Austin one more time, but I know that visitor hours start at 8 and I don't wanna be a burden.

I sigh and text Austin back, telling him about being nervous and how I'm gonna miss him.

"Most people eat breakfast in the morning, you know?" Dad says.

"I'm not really hungry." I say, while keeping my focus on my phone.

He sighs. "You do know that not eating anything can make you depressed, right?" He says.

"Good thing I ate yesterday evening." I say while I type a text for Austin.

Dad sighs frustratedly, but doesn't annoy me with anything else and instead leaves the kitchen.

How could I eat now? The nervousness in my body makes me feel nauseous and jumpy. It's this feeling I can't really describe. I used to get the same feeling whenever we went on holiday and left the house early in the morning. It's a really unpleasant feeling. And the excitement I felt back then is also missing this time, replaced by pure dread.

What's it gonna be like? I'm gonna be there for a month. Will I have friends? Will I spend everyday with stupid therapy sessions? Can I keep my phone and talk to Austin?

I haven't even told Carla and Harry how long I'm gonna be gone yet. Since Carla said it takes over an hour for her to get ready in the morning I'm pretty sure she is already up.

I decide to give her a call since I ignored her the past few days.

"Good morning Sammy, are you alright?" She asks me.

"Morning. Uhm, yeah. I guess." I tell her.

"Excited for today?" She asks me.

"Caleb told you I'll be away for a while?" I ask her.