Ella's POV.
I got in from school and dad was drinking again, I wish mom was here. Dad spiraled into a depression since she got sick. I didn't want to have to stay there so I went to see mom.
I got to the hospital and walked to her room. "Hey" I said quietly.
"Hey sweetheart what're you doing here?" she asked and I looked down, I didn't want to tell her about dad but I had to.
"Dad's drinking again" I whispered and she sighed.
"You have to find him someone" she said when she finally spoke.
"What're you talking about?" I asked trying not to cry.
"He needs someone to keep him happy. He can't hold on to me forever" she said and my eyes widened.
"But.. But you could get better, they say you could make a full recovery" I said and my voice cracked.
"Could, I could get better. I recovered as a child but it came back. What's stopping it from coming back again? I'm not putting you and your father through that. Ella you have to except that this virus is gonna kill me, whether it's today or next year, it doesn't get better" she said and I ran and hugged her tearily.
"I don't wanna let you go. You're my mom and I love you and I wanna be with you until the day you die. You can't runaway from your family" I said in tears.
"I want you guys to be happy. You can't do that with me here" she said and I held her tighter.
"If you leave I'll kill myself" I said and she looked down at me.
"What?" she asked and I looked up tearily.
"I would kill myself. I would hurt myself worse than before. I'd use your gun, I'd cut myself I'd overdose, I'd do anything to try and escape the pain of not having you with me" I cried and she held me close.
"Don't talk like that baby" she whispered, rocking me gently.
"Don't leave me" I whispered.
"I won't just please, don't hurt yourself" she said softly kissing my forehead.
I knew I had to go home so I went back and dad was passed out on the couch. I got a blanket and gently put it over him. I then went to sleep. The whole time my sleep was filled with nightmares. I started to stir and I felt someone hold my hand.
"Shh. It's OK" my eyes shot open and I saw mom sitting by me.
"Mom!" I exclaimed hugging her. "What're you doing here?" I asked shakily.
"They said I was strong enough to come home" she smiled. I got out of bed and she stood up, I ran into her arms.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"2:30 you seemed peaceful I didn't wanna wake you" she said and the smile on my face was huge. Then dad walked in looking hungover.
"Liv?" he asked wiping his eyes to make sure it wasn't a drunken day dream. She walked to him and put a hand on his shoulder to reassure him.
"Yea it's me"
Elliot's POV.
The realisation that Olivia was home finally hit me, I kissed her passionately and held her close. "I'm so glad you're back" I said and she smiled.
"I'm glad I'm back too" she said hugging me once again. Her expression then became very serious. "Have you been drinking?" she asked and I looked down, I was ashamed. "Baby look at me" she said softly and I looked to her.
"I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry" I said and she hugged me again.
"It's OK, but you have to stop" she whispered.
"I will baby. I'll get help I promise" I said kissing her again. I knew things would be difficult and it'd be a long and slow recovery but I wanted our life back. I'd do anything for Liv and Ella, anything.....
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