The Howlter Family Life [[DISCONTINUED]]

Chapter 18

The Phone suddenly rang. Phil went to get it. Brett stayed there, across the room, on the other couch, smiling.
Phil's POV

"Hello?" I asked.
"Is this one of Andrea Howlter's parents?"
"Yes, w-who is this?"
"This is the hospital, sir."
"What happened to Andrea?!"
"She...she got into a Car Accident."
"WHAT?!" I asked. Dan, Brett and Dil all looked at me quickly. I was shaking, and tears quickly fell down my face. I leant my back against the wall and sat down with my head in my hands. Dan, Dil and Brett ran to me and asked me if I was okay. They asked me what was wrong. I grabbed Dan and sobbed into his chest. He stroked my hair and I told all of them what had happened. "A-Andrea... got..into....an.....Accident." I said in between sobs. "Who's Andrea?" Brett asked. "M-M-M-M-M-M-My s-s-sister." I replied. "Dil," Phil looked up at me. "Yes?" I asked. "You haven't stuttered like that in a lo...oh no.."
I widened my eyes, realizing that I just made everything worse. Dil is about to have a huge tantrum and Andrea got into an Accident. Could this day get any worse?
Dil's POV
I started shaking. 'You haven't stuttered like that in a long time.' Ran through my head. My head started aching badly and I felt tears start running d-down my face. I ran to my room and locked the door. I heard Phil crying even more. I heard Dan sobbing violently and loudly and telling Phil that everything would be alright.
I sobbed into my pillow. I then heard a knock at the door. "Dil, c-can I come in?" Dan asked. "Aren't y-you comforting Phil?" I asked. "Hi, D-Dil." Phil said. "Oh. Where's Brett?" I asked. "He went h-home." Phil answered. "What? Really? At this time?" I asked. I can't believe Brett would leave at a time like this. "Yeah. H-He checked his phone and then said h-he had to g-go." Dan said. 'Seriously, Brett? Now?' I thought to myself. I rolled my eyes and let Dan and Phil in. They both wiped their tears as they came in, but kept crying once they got onto my bed with me. We all lay down, staring at the ceiling, until Phil spoke, "We need to get to the Hospital. Why are we even laying here?"
Dan and I nodded and we all got up. We all got our sweaters and Dan got his keys. We didn't get our phones, we didn't fix our hair, because my sister just got in an fucking accident! We don't need anything else.