Slipping Into The Dark

30 || No Need to be a Bitch

Daisy's P.O.V.

Tap...Tap...Tap!

Drip...Drip...Drip!

I hear every noise being made from people tapping their feet to the leaky sink in the hospital bathroom as I wait. Everything is paused, the whole world is silent and paused. At least that's the way it feel.

Tap...Tap...Tap!

I snap my head around to see Two-bit tapping his foot nervously. "Will you stop that?" I growl at him.

His foot stops moving as he mutters, "sorry."

Drip...Drip...Drip!

"Will somebody just fucking turn off the dang sink?" I shout out into the hospital. The gang all looks at me and Dallas shushes me. "Oh whatever criminal, I heard what you did to our father."

Silence, perfect. This is just the way I like it.......Creak...Creak...Creak! 

I hate floorboards! I look back to see an old lady walking, "shut up already! Just find a seat and sit! How hard is that?" The lady looks at me shocked. "Yes you! Shut up!"

"Daisy, may I talk to you?" Charlie asks lowly.

I nod as I stand up and we walk outside, "what do you want?"

She wraps her arms around me hugging me tightly, "I know this is scary. We all love Del, but you're being a bitch....No need to be a bitch." A few tears roll down my cheeks, but I quickly wipe them away not wanting to cry. "It's okay my love, it's okay to cry. This is hard, she's your twin. You're sister. You love her.  Hell! I love her!"

"What if she dies?" My voice cracks. 

"Listen closely...Okay?" She asks and I nod my head slowly. "If Del dies she's in a better place. She is sick and unhappy. She's dying of cancer and she has nobody. Do you really want her to go through that? Do you want to watch her get really sick? That would be selfish and you know that."

I grab her hand as I speak, "I guess I'm just not ready to loose her."

"None of us are," I admit.

Dallas runs outside like a crazy person, "Daisy! Charlie! It's Del!" 

We all rush in and stand anxiously in front of the doctor, "I'm so sorry to inform you that..." my heart drops and I rush out of the hospital sobbing. 

NO! This can't be happening. Delilah is dead. There's no coming back. I'm never gonna get to hug her or tell her I love her or talk to her ever again. I'm never gonna hear her voice or see her face. I look up at the sky and scream, "why? Why did you give me this life? Why did you take her away from me? I have nothing! NOTHING! Why? Why?" 

I sit on the ground as I sob...the same spot I sat with Delilah while Dally ran off the get us food the first day here. I look over to see a dandelion. I sigh as I grab it whispering, "I wish I could just see my sister one more time...just once then." I blow the fuzzy white stuff off the dandelion.

Dally's P.O.V.

"I'm sorry to inform you that Delilah Winston does not have that much time left," he sighs. "She made it through surgery and prep, but if he's gonna live she needs a heart transplant like now...or else she only has two more weeks."

I blink back tears as I shake my head. No! This can't be happening. I sigh as I sob loudly, "I'll do it. I'd do anything for Del and Daisy even give them my life."

 Charlie pulls my sleeve, "Dally, you can't! I need you...Claire needs you...Daisy needs you...Please."

"I'm sorry,"I cry.