“It was a warm, end of April’s afternoon, the clouds are of a puffed white, with the sun beaming its radiant glow upon the Earth.”

Ah hell, who am I kidding, days like this do not happen around the Hurst household.  The second you believe everything that could go right in the world, miserably goes wrong.  That’s the way life has been for me as of late.

Today is supposed to be the day I can finally break out of this cast I’ve been in for several weeks now and I do believe everyone around has forgotten about it.  I woke this morning to a quiet and empty house; something that has not happened in a very long time.  I walked downstairs, hoping someone, anyone was around, but no.  There were no notes, no explanations, not anything from anyone on their whereabouts.  Perhaps mom & dad just forgot I was even here.

I stepped outside to look around; nobody’s car was around.  I tried calling, I got mom’s voice mail and well, Dad just never bothered setting his up, but he did not answer either.  Lily was at the doctor’s office with Sammy; poor fella got his first black eye.  I had to laugh when Lily said the other kid in preschool looked a lot worse, and that Colton was going to be getting a dental bill from the kid’s parents.  Of course I did not laugh on the phone, Lily was just a little freaked out about the ordeal, but if I knew my nephew, and believe me I do, he’s as tough as nails and will probably brag to the nurse that is sent in to look at him.  He is a Hurst no doubt.

But anyway, it seems as though my only option was to call Damon.  Things have been relatively quiet between us since the eclipse.  Everything seemed to be going alright; I made up the bed of dad’s pick up with blankets, pillows, a few snacks, drinks, and our solar glasses.  It was the perfect first date.  Yea…

Damon arrived; I was already outside waiting for him.  We hugged as he stepped out of his car, and we walked hand in hand to the back of Dad’s truck.  You should have seen the look on Damon’s face.  He was in awe of the set up.  We hopped on in the back, I had the tailgate down of course, and we took our seats towards the cab of the truck where I had the pillows propped up against.   Did not take long for us to get comfy.  We sat and talked a while, just normal day to day conversation.  Nothing about the past, or anything.  It felt kind of good.

As we watched the eclipse unfold, we found ourselves drifting off into each other’s arms.  I had forgotten how safe I used to feel in them.  Did not take long for all that to come to a screeching halt by my father as he would open the cab door to the truck, get in, and start the engine. 

Daddy did not say a word, he didn’t have to.  Damon immediately jumped from the truck trying to explain.  Dad just glared at him, glared at me, shut the engine off and went inside the house.  I’m sure mom and that bottle of Jim got the scoop.

That was nearly a month ago.  We’ve spoken, but he just seems to be busy a lot lately.  Perhaps he thinks I am up to something; after all, since everything was exposed, my family has done nothing but try to kill him whenever he is around.  He doesn’t bring that up, but I can tell when something is bothering him.  What should I do?

Hesitant, I picked up my cell and glared at his number.  Would he be around?  Would he even want to see me?  I struggled hard, threw my arms to the wind, and pushed the tab.  Here goes nothing.

The phone rang four times, before going to his voicemail.  Was it just me, or does it seem like everyone is avoiding me?  It has been well over an hour since I’ve tried calling everyone, and yet nobody has called back.  What if I were hurt?  What if there was an emergency, what if…?

Fuck it, I’m a Hurst, right?  A little thing like this cast shouldn’t stop me from driving myself to the Doctor.  I mean, they are supposed to take it off today.  So, what the hell, I’ll do it myself.