Dearest - truly flung out of space

30 - You're forgiven

The days pass by in a blur. The workshop actually ends up being quite informative. The classes are interesting and even know I don't make any social contacts, I learn a lot of things. Especially the classes about poetry are my favorite. My phone pings at least once every day, a message from my favorite blonde popping up on my screen. After lashing out at her and leaving her in such a bad way, she responded to my apology message and called me in the middle of the night. We talked for a few hours and explained each other's points of view. I finally understood that she never had the intention to hurt me or ignore my decisions. She just wanted to support me and let me still get the chance to realize this workshop.

The workshop turns out to be a great opportunity for me. I learn to love the poetry classes. Even though I don't make any social contacts, I have a lot of fun learning about all the different ways of expressing emotions in words.

I've just got back to my room when my phone rings and the name of my girlfriend lights up on the screen. I lay down on the bed and answer.
"Hello?"
"Hello dearest, how are you? I'm so sorry for only texting you now. I've been taking care of Rindy. Our little snowflake got a fever and needed the rest. Harge didn't want to take care of her. He had better things to go. Abby helped me to pick her up from his house. She's been needing a little more attention and cuddles. Right now, she is asleep. She kept asking for you and I told her that you will be back soon," Carol explains with a shaking voice. Me being away is already a lot for her. Rindy's sickness only adds up to that.
My heart hurts and I try to find a way to cheer her up. I quickly change the call to a video call so she can see me. The second she sees me, she smiles.
"Hello dearest," she whispers with a slight smile on her face.
"You're beautiful, old woman," I tease and chuckle.
"Don't say that again!" she says with an angry undertone. But I can sense the smile underneath the facade.
"I miss you," I say and sigh, "I wrote a poem today. Do you want to hear it?"
Carol's eyes light up and she nods fiercely.

Blue eyes
Deep like the ocean,
wide like the sky.
Shining a little with each and every smile.
Catching the sunlight,
too precious to cry.

"I wrote it for you. Because we were supposed to write about something that we admire. And your eyes are mesmerizing," I explain as I put down the phone.
Carol blushes. Seeing her blush through the phone is even cuter than seeing her blush in person.
"It's beautiful. Thank you, Y/N," she whispers as she wipes a tear away.
My heart sinks. I wish I could touch her face.
"Hey... don't cry. That's unfair. I can't wipe it away," I say and touch the phone.
She chuckles and nods.
"You're right, you're right. It's unfair."
As I want to say something, I hear little footsteps on the other side of the phone.
"Mommy? I can't sleep. Can I stay with you?" a quiet voice asks. Suddenly, the phone turns to the side and two green eyes look at me.
"Y/N!!" she squeaks and takes the phone away from her mother.
"Rindy" Give me the phone back," Carol demands in a firm voice. The little girl gasps and hands the phone back to her mother.
Carol lifts Rindy on her lap and puts the phone on the table in front of her.
"Hello sunshine," I say as I smile at the little girl.
Her eyes light up and she begins to giggle. She gets up from her mother's lap and quickly runs into the bedroom to get Bingo. She gets comfortable in her mother's arms again and smiles at the camera.
"When will you come home?" the little girl asks with her big green eyes.
"Rindy, don't be a scold. You know that Y/N already had her struggles with going on this trip. Don't make her feel even worse. I miss her too but she needs to put her education first now," Carol whispers and kisses her daughter on the head.
"Don't worry, sunshine. I'll be back in three days, okay? You just need to sleep for three more nights. I'll see you soon," I chuckle and smile at her. Rindy nods and cuddles closer into her mothers arms and sighs.

Carol and I continue talking for a few hours. We walk about everything and nothing at the same time. Rindy slowly falls asleep in her arms as I tell her about the experiences I make in the workshop classes. Carol is so happy that I still took this opportunity and enjoy it so much.