Now - The Call
The vacation would really be just what Aiden needed. The outdoors. No electronics or distractions. Being with family who he knew cared about him. It would be ideal to help alleviate the stress of a difficult course-load.
Of course, he couldn't go. There was no way. It was impossible. It would be selfish at best, and destructive at worst.
So, naturally, as soon as he had reached that decision, he received the call from his mother. His father had died six months prior, unexpectedly. The funeral had been a nightmare, for obvious reasons, but also because it was right after the holidays. He was glad that he'd gone home for Christmas, if only to see him one last time. It was just the events involving his sisters that he regretted.
Aiden had occasionally fought with his father when he was younger, but it was just the bucking of authority of any firstborn teenaged boy. They'd long since settled any of their differences, and Aiden looked back with fondness at the time that his father had spent with him. It wasn't enough, but he was grateful for what he had.
Aiden had wanted to be there more for his mother, but that wasn't possible. Not if he wanted to keep the family somewhat content, and mostly functional. Besides, his sisters were still home to keep his mother company. It was their senior year of high school, and Aiden figured that he could visit more once they left for college. Despite being twins, Tamara and Veronika (or Tam and Vee to their friends and family) were very different people, and were likely to end up going to colleges far apart. It would be safe, then, for Aiden to be around.
Of course, not being there for much of the last six months meant that he hadn't seen much of his little sisters, or been there for them. Aiden didn't feel any better about it even though he knew it was the right and only thing to do. They'd stayed in touch prior to the holidays, even if he had been far away. That had been before the Incident, as Aiden thought of it.
It was for the best, but he missed them. To be honest, Aiden missed them far too much. That was the whole problem.
So, when his mother called, Aiden already had his excuses lined up: "No, I can't come home for the entire summer. I'm doing an internship here at school. It's really important to my future."
There was even some truth in it. Aiden had been offered a job doing some basic research assistant stuff. It wasn't hard, it would pay pretty well, and might look good on a C.V. But it wasn't a particularly important or interesting opportunity. In fact, it was likely to be pretty damn boring. He'd spend half the time caring for rats. Then he'd probably end up spending the other half sketching them as he waited for a graduate student to ask him to do something even more tedious.
All of Aiden's excuses dried up as soon as he heard his mother's voice.
"Hello," he said.
"Aiden," she said, before he could say anything else, "I'm calling about your sisters."
A million scenarios passed through Aiden's mind, none of them good.
"Oh god, is everything ok? Are they all right?"
"They're fine. Nothing has happened to them."
"Oh...oh good," he said, feeling his heart stop racing. Her tone was still very serious.
"But they're not happy, and I think you know why."
A different kind of panic set in, one based in Aiden's own sickness and worst fears.
"Uh, I'm not sure..."
"Don't play dumb with me, mister. You've been avoiding them."
"Well, I mean, it's not that simple..."
"Let me be clear, Aiden. I'm not mad at you. I love you and I love your sisters and that won't ever change, but I'm your mother and I know when something is wrong. Tamara and Veronika are doing well on the surface but they're going through a lot. They lost their father just as you did, and now they think that they lost you, too. Veronika asked me the other day if I would talk to you for them, and ask if she had made you angry or upset. That was the last straw."
"Ah...well no, they didn't do anything..."
"I don't need to know. What I do need from you is your presence."
"Shit," Aiden said, unusually careless of the way he was swearing in front of his mother. "All right. I mean, I can definitely come home this summer."
Her tone softened almost immediately, but she wasn't done yet.
"Good, but that's not all. You know what's coming up, right?"
"The camping trip? Are we doing that this year?"
"It's a little too much for me, to be honest. Your father and I did a lot of camping over the years, even before the three of you were born, and I'm not sure I could handle being there without him. At least not this soon. But your sisters have their hearts set on it, and of course they want you to come. I'm also not too big on the idea of them being all alone in the woods by themselves."
"Well. I guess I better go," Aiden said, fully aware that he had folded right away, all resolve wearing away when thinking of his sisters worrying about
him
.
"Good. I'm glad that's settled."
The rest of the call went fairly normally, with Aiden updating Mom on his life and listening to her daily worries and activities. It was something that Dad had done in the past and Aiden was happy to do now. By the time he hung up, he was almost hopeful about the summer, despite the problems it presented.
His mother's call hadn't really surprised Aiden, but her tenacity had. Usually she was retiring, almost shy in a way. She had strength, but she had let her husband take the lead in many ways. He couldn't think of a time when she had been quite that firm with him, aside from when he'd actually misbehaved.