So Sick

Returning Home

*Chapter 13*

My heart is pounding and my body is worn out. My eye sight is blurry from crying and my hair is, well lets just say its not as good as it could be. The boys and I are still on the plane flying to London. Its about 3am and everyone is alseep, except me. I havent slept for days cause i'm constantly thinking about my mom. and how she wont be their to greet me when i get home. "I shouldnt have went." i said aloud. "hmmm?" sleepy Niall asked as he turned towards me. "I shouldnt have gone Niall. I shouldve stayed home with my mom" tears gathered in my eyes. "Babe" Niall said sitting up. "Its not your fault. Im sorry but there was no way to save her. But she is in a better place now and i know she is smiling down on you" he whispered as he hugged me. I pulled myself together and nodded. He's right. There was no way for me to save her whether i was there or not. I laid my head on my boyfriend's chest. I soon fell asleep to the beating of his heart.

*4 hours later*

"Babe.....Babe.....Cassie Wake up" i hear as im shaken awake. the first person i see is Niall. "Cassie, come on the plane just landed." he said. I got up grabbed my bags and ran out of the plane, dreading thw worst. As i ran a familar face came into view. A face i havent seen in about a month. I ran to him and wrapped him in my arms. "Michael!!" i cried. My little brother dug his face into my shirt, sobbing quietly. "Its alright Mikey, im here. Im here." i said trying to comfort him. My poor little brother is only 8 years old and lost both of his parents. I pulled away from my brother and gave my aunt a hug. "Thanks for everything" i whispered into her ear and she smiled. They boys right away began talking with Mike. Im really glad they like each other. My brother was always protective of me and who i date so im glad he approves of Niall and I. The car ride home was awkward and quiet. Obviously, none of us wanted to go to the house. Niall had invited for me to live with him since he lived across the street in his own flat. Theres a part of me that wants to leave and live with Niall but theres another part of me that will miss this house. This is the house both my parents lived in. My brother and I grew up here. The car ride was way too short as we pulled into the driveway. The boys and i waved goodbye to my aunt and my brother as we headed to the door. I reached out my hand and twisted the knob to the empty, lonely and mom-less house.

I felt my knees give out and i fell to the ground. I cover my eyes from seeing what was in front of me. Emptyiness. A hand was placed on my shoulder. "Babe. Its alright" i heard Niall say. He lifted me up and pulled me into his chest. I felt as if i needed to cry but no tears came out. Niall's hand slowing rubbing my back as he whispered "shhh..." in my ear. With my eyes still closed i stepped back from him, holding his hand. I took a deep breath to prepare myself, before opening my eyes once again. But this time it was different. I was finially ready to face what was before me.

I stepped inside and looked around. It's cold, quiet and empty. I dont like it. I walk over to the couch. Mom's book and blanket, lonely and forgotton. i wipe a tear from my eye and head to my room. I sit on my bed and stare. I stare into nothing. "Knock knock" i hear at my door. "Come in" i say not caring who it is. "Hey Cass. I thought you might want this." Liam said as he handed me a picture frame. The picture was of me, my parents in the hospital after Michael was born. I looked at it for awhile and smiled. "Thanks Liam" i said as i gave him a hug. "No problem" When Liam left the room i looked down at the picture again. Tears built up in my eyes. "I miss you mom and dad." i said aloud. "So much"