Break the Distance

Chapter 43

Thursday 29th of September, 2016

Wellington, New Zealand

Richelle Smith

I quickly run back home. "Where are you coming from?" my dad asks when I walk into the living room. He's sitting on the couch reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee in his hand, something I haven't seen him doing in weeks. "Just had to go quickly to Katie," I say before running upstairs. As fast as I can I change into my work clothes not bothering about my hair."

When I come back down and am I about to run out of the door again my dad stops me. " Richelle I have to tell you something," he says. He lays the newspaper down on the couch besides him and puts his cup of coffee on the table. "Sorry dad," I say, "I really can't talk right now." "It's really important Richelle," he says looking very serious.

I sigh and sit down on the couch. "Quick please," I say nervous looking on the clock. He takes a deep breath before he speaks up. Oh no, I really hope this isn't about my aunt. I thought there wasn't a danger for her anymore. s**t, this can't be happening.

"I have a job interview this afternoon," he says proud. "What?" I say shocked and surprised. I'm really glad it has nothing to do with my aunt, but I wasn't expecting this. Although it complains his behavior pretty much.

"Dad that's amazing," I sat jumping up to give him a hug. "How? What? Where? When?" I ask him in a rush.

"I walked into an old friend in the grocery store," he says, "we talked for a bit and he told me he has a job for me." "That's great!" I say enthusiastic.

" Richelle please don't get your hopes on it," he says. "What?" I say, "why not." "I'm not the greatest with job interviews," he says, "I'll probably ruin it." "Dad a little more positiveness please," I say, "just stay calm and do what you can."

He sighs and nods. "What should I do without you Bri," he says and hugs me.

"Dad I really have to go now," I say looking on the clock again. "Okay," he says, "I'll be home when you come home." "Okay," I say and smile, "bye."

I run as fast as my legs can hold me. I've 7 more minutes to get there, should be enough.

I'm so glad my dad found something. I was a little worried I would've to work for the rest of my life, but hopefully everything changes after today. I trust my dad. I trust him that he'll do fine and that everything will be alright sooner or later.

Even everything that's going on with Noah will be alright. I'm so sad that all our great conversations are gone, but I still remember them. I know I had those conversations. In the worst case scenario he'll never react again and Katie will never believe me, but I'll still know what really happened and that's all that matters.

The silly conversations we had in the middle of the night, the ones when we talked about annoying things. Our very first conversations, the best quotes, that chat was literally my life.

Not only the conversations are gone, also the pictures. That picture of him and a sleeping Marylou on top of him, the picture of the cake they baked, the one of him and his friends trying to be cool in the sport school. Gone. They're all gone.

Like my heart is ripped out and now thousands of people are jumping on it. It hurts, it genuinely hurts.

Hopefully Noah is going to react and Katie will see it. She'll believe that it's true and that it wasn't just a dream.

Tears come in my eyes again. I wish so badly that he saves it all, that it's not gone for good. With a pretty blurry view I keep running. Just 3 more streets and I'm there. I quickly look right, left, right and cross the street.

Not the best idea. I hear a loud car horn and look to my right. Before I even can think of what I should do a car hit me and everything goes black.