upside down.

“Why not?” He asked, before glancing up at her. “Sorry - I said I wouldn’t ask.” Gunnar chuckled, reaching out to take his Tupperware back, pausing as he dished it out and scoffing. “I’m literally about to eat a home cooked meal - what more proof do you want?”

Sabrina shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe watching you cook it,” Sabrina teased. She frowned slightly. “Caleb isn’t going back to school for a while, so it kind of sucks.”

Caleb sighed and sat up with a shrug. “Same as last time? I woke up feeling light headed, could feel my heart off it’s rhythm. Thought it would work itself out so I didn’t say anything. Passed out coming down for dinner. I over did it the day before according to the docs. It’s still not where they want it to be so I’m stuck until it is.” 

“So that means you’re not coming back to school?” Sabrina questioned, pouting.

“Yeah,” Wyatt scoffed, rolling his eyes at the idea. “’Cause that’s likely. There’s a problem and they call me not Gunnar, uh-huh,” he spoke sceptically, making his way towards her with the cereal boxes proffered for her to take her pick. “Nah, I thought I’d come bug you and Mom told me when I got here you were being all shut off and crap. She actually told me I should probably leave you alone but since when do I listen to that?”

“They call you Wyatt when I’m around,” Sabrina replied quietly. She shrugged. “I just don’t really know how to talk to Mom.” Sabrina took the frosted flakes gently from Wyatt. “You’re lucky that I like cereal.”

“Yes, I am seriously watching documentaries.” Gunnar chuckled once, rolling his eyes as he opened the fridge and grabbed a container. “They’re historical, and no, I’m not living off ramen. I’m not Wyatt. I made chicken last night - here.” He handed her the Tupperware, reaching for two plates before padding back toward the living room and pausing his show. “When does school start?”

“The twenty first, but I’m not sure I’m even excited to go back,” Sabrina replied with a slight shrug of her shoulders. “And I don’t know, you could be faking and live off ramen five days a week.”

“No I won’t. They love me here, I get away with everything.” He chuckled before sighing. “Well first off, I was out of it for like two days. And secondly I didn’t want you to worry. I’m fine.” He held his hands out as if that proved anything. “See? Still alive.” 

“Holding out your hands proves nothing, C,” Sabrina replied with a slight roll of her eyes. “But you’re lucky that I’m really good at forgiving. What happened this time in all seriousness. Give me the run down, I can take it.”

“I’m already the best brother ever.” Gunnar replied with an easy smile, kicking the door open further and letting her in before closing it once more behind her and making his way to the kitchen. “I won’t even make you talk to me, we can just sit in silence until my documentaries make your eyes bleed.” He chuckled. “Are you hungry?”

“You’re seriously watching documentaries?” Sabrina asked with raised eyebrows. “What kind?” She then nodded. “Yeah, I’m hungry, have anything in the house are do you live off ramen now that you’re out of the house?”

“Glad to hear it. Family is the most important thing there is.”

Sabrina nodded. “Yeah, I’ve come to learn that.”

“What about sitting in silence, eating cereal from the packet and letting our thoughts consume us?” Wyatt suggested with shaking two boxes of cereal as if it were a peace offering to gain access to her room.

Sabrina looked up when she heard Wyatt’s voice. “What are you doing here?” she questioned, though it was also an acceptance to his offer. “Did Mom and Dad call you?”

Caleb was sat up in his hospital bed, flipping through his book. His parents had left just after midnight and he found himself stuck awake. That was until he heard his room door open. He grinned as he seen his friend sneak in. “What are you doing here?!” @sabrinawickerman

The minute she heard from Waylon that Caleb was in the hospital, Sabrina was freaking out. She tried to get in earlier but they wouldn’t let her because she wasn’t family. Sabrina was never one for rules when it came to making sure her friends were okay, so that’s why she snuck in the night after New Years to go see Caleb. She swiftly closed the door behind her when she got to his room. She jumped at his words. “Shh,” she scolded with a whisper. “You’ll get me kicked out if you keep talking that loud.” She hopped up to sit at the end of his bed, criss-cross. “Your Dad told me what happened.” She then pushed his knee gently. “I can’t believe you didn’t owl me about what happened.”

Penn nodded. “You looking forward to the holidays?”

Sabrina nodded. “Yeah, holidays are a pretty big thing in my family. Plus, I get to see my brothers so there’s really a plus.”

“Long as you continue to not mention my extensive hospital stays to anyone your secrets are as safe as mine.” He teased. “Feeling anymore at home yet?”

“Deal,” she replied with a smile. Sabrina shrugged at his question. “I mean I know it’s been four years since I found out who I really am, but I don’t think they’ll ever be a part of me that’s not that girl who was in that made up world once. I mean, it’s sad, but I miss her, the woman who kidnapped me, sometimes. I mean, she was basically, no, she was my mom for nine years. I didn’t know anything else. And I know I shouldn’t think that and feel that way, but it’s hard not to.”

“Great! Thanks! So what you have you been up to lately?”

“Nothing really, just getting ready to go home for break,” Sabrina replied.

“I spent most of my childhood in the hospital. Of course I’m awkward.” He joked back. Sabrina being one of very few people that knew exactly why he was always out of school.

“And I spent my childhood inside with my fake mother who kidnapped me,” Sabrina replied. “Don’t tell my brothers I said that though. I think they’d get really awkward.”

“No. I just hurt my right a hand earlier, so I was trying to write my notes with my left. Which was stupid because now I can’t read them.”

“You should get one of those self writing quills,” Sabrina said. “Could be useful.”