College Years (Sequel to Theres Always A Catch Austin Mahone FanFic)

Chapter 20

**** Elis POV ****

I had spent two days in a hospital waiting room with no information other than the fact that the two most important girls in my life were still alive. But they were gasping for breaths.

I lost track of days. I didn't know what day of the week it was or the time. The season seemed to be dark and droopy no matter what time of the year we were in. Days seemed longer and colder and I couldn’t bring myself to change from different clothes.

Michelle made me take a shower the last two days and all I could do was lie on the shower floor crying. Soon, we had to hire a maid to help me shower. That’s how pathetic I’ve gotten. Austin picked out my clothes because he knew me best and I didn’t even care to put makeup or do my hair. I left it down or in a ponytail and left the bags under my eyes revealed.

The tabloids used everything they could to get people to confess why I was at the hospital all the time. Some were sympathetic and some were just plain rude. I didn’t pay much attention, though. I couldn’t afford to be hurt anymore.

I let go of everything I really cared about. You’d be lucky to find me even humming a song in front of anyone. I still sang and did music but in my own time when I was alone. I couldn’t bring myself to sing for anyone, anymore. Whenever I did, remembered the reasons I started singing in the first place: Mom and Lucy.

I bit my nails down as far as I could and I started having mini anxiety attacks. I would rock back and forth and shut my eyes tightly. I let go of all hope. They wouldn’t let me talk to them until they were awake. I couldn’t handle it. Not knowing if they’re going to survive or die. I just want to speak to them.

“Hey babe, how are you feeling?” Austin walked in from the elevator carrying a Starbucks cup. I shrugged my shoulders and took the cup he handed me. “Okay, Eli, you’re my wife. Please, talk to me. I am here for you! I can’t go on not knowing what you’re thinking. I love you and I know you are hurting but it does help to talk it out. So, please, talk to me?”

I lifted my head up to stare in to his eyes. “What would you like me to say? I keep thinking if the next words I say will be the last ones to them? And if they are, what will I say? How am I going to plan their funeral? Would you like me to tell you how badly my heart is breaking? How I can’t cry anymore because I’ve cried out all my tears? That it should’ve been me?”

“Elizabeth, it should not have been you. It shouldn’t have been either one of you and it’s not fair to hurt everyone else around you! We are all suffering. My mom’s losing her best friend and other daughter and I’m losing a little sister and a mom too. We are here for you but only if you want help.” He completed his sentence and gripped my hand for a second before a doctor called him over to talk to him.

I watched as they spoke, thought I was out of ear shot. I didn’t know what they were saying but I hoped it was good. Austin ran back over, almost tripping. “You can go talk to them they are in the same room. They are only allowing you to but the doctor has some stuff to inform you about before you go in there.”

I jumped up, “I don’t care! Whatever it is, I’m ready. I need to see them no matter what condition they’re in.”

Austin waved over the doctor. “Hello Eli, Nice to meet you. You are Ms.Ramirez’s daughter, correct?” I nodded my head.

My heart contracted in my chest and I would’ve fallen to me knees if I didn’t know I was stronger than that. “How long?” was all I could say thru clenched teeth.

“A day and a half, more is she’s lucky.” I nodded my head and waited for him to tell me I could just go in. “You may go now.”

My feet were running towards the door as if that was the cue at a race. Something I had been waiting to hear for two days. Once I got there I opened the door and ran in. I hugged Lucy, because she was closer and hugged my mom.

“Eli! They wouldn’t let me see you. I yelled and screamed for you. I feel worse than whenI had cancer.  I feel funny and weak.”

“Mom, did they tell you..” She had her eyes closed, not for sleeping, but for thinking.

“Yes.” Her jaw clenched and her eyes still closed.

“Lucy, youre.. dying..”