Introduced (Reece Bibby fanfiction)

Chapter 28

The next few weeks went by as normal. I was speaking to my mum regularly and things were okay. Until the day we finished for the Christmas holidays in college. It was a year today that I first spoke to Reece over direct messages because of Lewis. It was also a year today since the last time I saw Lewis. I knew today was going to be a tough day.

I woke up as my alarm went off and went to get out of bed to get ready for college when Reece grabbed my arm and pulled me back onto the bed.

"Come on babe, stay here for a bit longer" he moaned, putting his arms around me. I said no because I needed to get ready and tried to get up. "But babe" Reece moaned again.

"Not today Reece, I'm not in the mood" I replied, getting off the bed and walking to the bathroom. When I returned to the room Reece was sat up on the bed. He beckoned me to go and sit next to him.

"What's up babe?" He asked, pulling me onto his lap. I sighed.

"It's been a year since I last saw Lewis, since I last heard his voice or saw his face or anything. A whole year and I'd do anything to go back to then" I said, resting my head on Reece's shoulder. I felt him wrap his arms around me and pull me close to him.

"I'm sorry Alice, I didn't realise. Try not to think about it too much okay" he said, pulling away from the hug and kissing me on the cheek. I nodded and began to get ready again.

I walked to college with Charlie and then wandered to my form room. Rebecca and all her friends were in there giving each other presents. I walked to my desk and there was an envelope on there. I opened it up and a picture fell out. I looked it and realised that it was one of Reece and Rebecca kissing that night in the club. It was all the girls ever talked about when I was nearby. One of the girls, Natalie found it particularly funny and entertaining.

"Merry Christmas dickhead" Natalie shouted across the room, laughing hysterically. I ripped the picture into pieces and threw it in the bin when the bell went and walked to class.

I found my step brother at break to wish him a merry Christmas since I was spending it with Reece in Accrington.

When I got back home with Charlie all of the boys were in the living room either watching or playing Fifa. I sat down in between Reece and Casey. Reece asked how my day was and I just shrugged, not wanting to tell him about the picture.

About half an hour my phone rang and it was an unknown number. I walked out of the living room and into the kitchen and answered it. It turned out to be the hospital asking to speak to me.

"Hello Alice, I was ringing to tell you that your mother is here and has taken a turn for the worst. I suggest that you come to the hospital as we will be able to tell you more then. I'm sorry to break this news to you so quickly but I must go and look after your mother." The person on the phone said before hanging up. I put the phone down and put my head in my hands, a few tears tricking down my face. I walked back to the living room and stood by the door.

"Reece" I said quietly. He looked up from the tv, as did some of the other boys and saw the worried look on my face.

"What's happened?" Reece said, standing up and walking over to me.

"It's my mum, she's in hospital and the doctor person said she's taken a turn for the worst" I cried. Reece wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

"Babe it'll be okay. You should go to the hospital. I'll come with you and someone will take us. Don't worry, she's going to be fine." Reece said. I nodded and walked to the front door to get my shoes on as Barclay offered to take us.

When we got to the hospital I rushed inside and, after asking at the reception, found my mum in a room unconscious with a doctor and nurse in there. The doctor walked out and greeted us, it sounded like the one that phoned me.

"Your mother has fallen into a coma and is in a very unstable condition right now. I'm sorry to tell you that she might not wake up" he said bluntly. This doctor didn't seem like a very nice person if I'm honest.

"Well can I go and see her?" I asked desperately, looking through the window and seeing lots of different tubes and wires attached to my mums body.

"Unfortunately not but you can take a seat in the waiting room around the corner" the doctor said, before walking back into the room.

Me, Reece and Barclay sat for hours in the waiting room but no news about my mum came. We sat in silence most of the time and I was resting my head in my hands. I couldn't lose my mum, not now that I'd got so close to her. I felt sick and began rocking backwards and forwards on my chair. Around 11pm a nurse came in and told us that there had been no chance and so we might as well go home and they will ring if anything happens. The other boys were still up at home so we decided to go back.

When we got back to the house, I trudged upstairs, telling Reece I wanted some time alone. Once I got to the bedroom I took out a small box from the corner of a drawer and took a razor blade out of the box. I needed to let it all out and I didn't want to bother anyone. I hadn't cut since the night I kissed James and thought things were getting better. I pressed the blade to my skin and dragged it multiple times across the scar covered skin, a few more scars wouldn't hurt anyone. I sat in my room for a while, nursing the fresh cuts and crying. I think today was just one of those days where everything got on top of me.

I decided to go downstairs before the boys began to worry and walked out of the room. As I walked down the stairs I heard Reece talking from the living room.

"I'm worried sick about her. She's not got it easy and she's taking it out on herself and I can't stand it. I can't stand to see her like that anymore but there's nothing I can do to help. When her mum does die it's going to break her and I'm not ready for that. I cant see her like that because it will hurt me so much and I can't stand it. I can't stand to see her hurting but I feel useless. Her problems are my problems and I can't deal with them and I'm getting so stressed about her and making sure she's okay that I don't think I can do much more. It's having a bigger effect on me than I think she realises but I can't tell her that because she'll get bad again." Reece said, sounding like he was crying or at least really upset.

I didn't mean to make him feel bad or stressed but I have and I do feel worse for it. I turned around and walked back up the stairs to my room. I'd fucked up. Again.

A/N

I'm know this chapter is probably really bad but I'm so tired and needed to update. It might seem a bit boring at the minute but things will get more interesting, I promise. I hope you're all still liking the story and please like/vote/comment. Ily all x