Accepting Change

three

Keegan's POV
1-1-12
11:59 p.m.

Five...Four...Three...Two...One, HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!

Well let's get one thing straight, this was not going to be a happy new years. Our electricity went out tonight and I had to go out back and flip the breaker, thankfully it worked. When I walked back into the house, our little television that the church had donated had the new years ball drop.

I started to tear up. My first year without Granny, and my fourth without mom.

I didn't know that I could cry as much as I have this past week. Everything is different. I'm so used to her being here that I didn't realize how much she did and how much I took her for granted. I've had to become even more independent than I normally am, because Pops has been in really bad shape, and was getting progressively worse.

We weren't doing so hot financially either. Without church and other family friends gifts and donations, we surely would have starved by now. Getting a cremation and paying the insurance company and not to mention medical bills had completely wiped out what little savings we did have. But we were alive and we had each other, sort of.....

Pops has been really distant and we don't really know how to approach the situation, Granny normally did that kind of stuff. He'd leave after breakfast, come home, then after dinner he'd go to what I would imagine was the bar. He always came back at around four in the morning, every morning. I would know, I don't sleep at all lately. I've always been the total opposite of an insomniac, until now. It sucks.

This morning I got up and walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, up until that point I thought I was going to be ok. I was a bag of bones. My ribs had always poked out a little bit, but I looked like a ghost. My eyes and cheeks were sunk in, and my arms were dangerously skinny. This isn't good.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of bread and put it in the oven for two minutes. I took my toast to the living room and looked into Pops bedroom. He looked like a broken shell of what was once my Pops. He was passed out, and something told me he wasn't getting up any time soon.

I've had enough of this.

"Pops." No response. " Pops. " nope. "POPS!!!"
"What? "
"Get up"
"Why what happened?"
"Pops, I just wanted to talk"
"About?"
"Why are you always gone? It almost feels like I've lost not only my grandma, but my Pops too. "

Danny's POV

That stung, did he really feel that way? I started tearing up and all I could do was apologize.

"I'm so sorry Keegan."
"it's ok, I shouldn't have said that. Sorry. "
" no it's fine, it needed to be said. "
" But I get it, you lost the women that you've loved for thirty years. "
" And you lost not only your grandmother, but also your mother figure. "
"Pops, can I ask where you've been?"

I didn't plan on telling him just yet but I think I should just get it out in the open. He needs this.

Keegan's POV

Pops gave me a thoughtful look and told me to wait here. I didn't know what was going on but I had a strange feeling when he walked in with my passport, a plan ticket, and some library receipts.

" I've been at the Library researching. "
" researching what? "
" Your Father. "
" Pops what are you talking about? "
" Well Keegan, money is really tight and I don't have that good of a job at the moment. And let's face it, I'm not doing so well with the grieving process. Things are only going to get harder and I don't want you to suffer anymore than you have... "
" Pops what are you trying to say? "
" Keegan, you're going to live with your Dad. "

I was speechless. I'm not only going to leave Pops, but I'm going to meet, better yet live with my Dad.
Should I be happy or sad?

Cast:
Asher Angel as Keegan
Dennis Quaid as Danny

Wow, so big stuff up ahead! What do y'all think his dad is like? Anyhow, so last chapter didn't upload correctly and I have to go back and fix it asap, so sorry that happened. Well, here's three!

-GracieG04