Returning Garte Home

Aphmau's POV:

He immediately recognized us and speed-walked up to us.

"Aphmau, Aaron, Melissa? How did you three get here? How did you find me?"

"We come to the hospital here. Zane and Garroth said you were still here, and asked to look for you." I explained.

"Ah, I see. I suppose that explains why you're in a wheelchair." He said, gesturing his hand to my wheelchair. I awkwardly nodded knowing the obvious. We kinda just stood there for a few seconds.

"A-Anyways, do you all have a way home? I have no idea how long I've been here, or when I could go back." Garte said.

"In fact, we do! It comes in a few more days. If you want, you can stay with us at the hospital until it arrives." Melissa offered.

"Thank you all so much. I truly cannot thank you guys enough. Is there any way I could repay you?" Garte asked gratefully.

"We were looking for you anyways, you don't have to repay us. It's what any good person would do." Aaron said, hopefully still not confused about the situation. We brought back Garte to thee hospital sneakily and once again did not get caught entering our rooms. We told Garte to confront the doctors to see if he was allowed to stay in the hospital with us until we return home, so he left for the main office. I rolled back into my room and just did what I normally did when I was here. I jumped into bed and stared at the ceiling.

I never really thought of anything particular, even though anyone who knows me would think I'd be dreaming about Aaron day and night. I used to, sure, but eventually I just felt...Like I couldn't do it anymore. It always hurt to think about him, and it felt like we'd be star-crossed lovers for the rest of the eternity. I needed to think about something else, or else I'd just give up on everything. Now I just think about how my day was, how pretty it is outside, walking, talking to Travis later, taking a nap, memorizing the names of all my medicines and where they are, etcetera.

I stared at the ceiling thinking about how chaotic my life has been ever since I got back. It may not be as chaotic for my friends, but it is for me. I literally have the weight of the world on my shoulders, and maybe even heavier weight with everything else I gotta do. Maybe I should call Zane to tell him I found Garte. At least I'm making someone relieved from their stress. I reach for my phone on the night table beside me, but it was too far away. I inch a little closer, and I start to loose balance. Tumbling out of my bed, I fall on the very solid floor, and groan in pain. It didn't hurt that bad, so I was able to reach up, grab my phone, lean agains then night table and call Zane.

The phone rang around four times before Zane had picked up the phone. I put the phone up to my ear as I began to hear Zane's voice on the other end.

"Hello? Aphmau? You okay?" He said.

"Yeah, I'm good." Before I could tell him the good news, Garroth interrupts me, sounding like he was distant from the phone and was panting like he ran down a thousand steps.

"Did you find Dad?!" He yelled, probably across the room Zane was in.

"Actually, I did. I didn't think you guys were thinking straight, but-" Once more, I was so rudely interrupted by Garroth's cheering on the other end. But I guess he has the right to cheer in this scenario. He didi find his Father, after all. I wish I could've reacted this way when I met mine, but I know I couldn't have. I'm glad I got to know him though, and I still will for a long time ahead of me. But for now, I just have to wait until my time here is up to finally return Garte home, and let them all have a happy reunion.

~Time Skip~

The time has finally come for all of us to leave this nasty resort and go back to somewhere not here. Honestly I can't even decide anymore. First I wanted to stay, and now I want to go home. For once in such a long time, I feel...Homesick. It feels like this feeling in my gut hasn't sprouted for an eternity. I kinda don't want to come back here anymore. It used to be a place I call home, filled with the last memories I thought I'd ever have, but now it's just a place filled with dread, and horror. A place I now call the end. If I am ever to come back here other for an appointment, I don't think I'd make it through. First off, I'm very weak right now, and if I were to take another blow, I think it would be the end for me. That's why I'm worried about the whole void thing. Second, If I supposedly didn't die, I think I'd just be depressed to the point I kinda just black out one last time. Not sayin any of that stuff is gonna happen, but if I came here, It would.

Melissa is helping Aaron onto the boat right now. I can see them out my window. She said she'll come back to get me, 'cause last time when she had the both of us its was hard to walk herself. I know I'm going with them, but it feels like they're leaving me behind. I remember this scenario play every month of the year. I'd see them dock in, and I'd see them leave me. I just watched them from my bed, helpless. It's not like I could've begged them to stay, anyways. But now I don't have to feel that way anymore. I can finally go with them. I can finally go back home again. It felt like I never even left here, and now for the first time I'm coming back home to see my friends. It feel much better than the actual time I came back home. All I could think about is the change in everyone, and how I knew they'd never be the same. I was so scared that they forgot me like I forgot them. All the good times we had. All the laughs. But now, all I feel is how happy they'll be to see us when we come back home. I can't wait.

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