Daddy Direction ~Niam~

Chapter 6 Part 2 "Gone..."

New chapter!!! Yayay!! This one's just kind of a filler chapter so it's a little short and kinda sucks... I don't really have anything to say, so enjoy I guess :)

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~Niall's POV~

A week, that's how long I've been sitting here, and that's how long Greg's been in a coma. A freaking coma. Our so called father beat him into a coma. 

"Daddy. When is Unca Gregy gonna wake up?" A small, quiet voice asked from next to me. I looked down and saw Bekah standing next to my chair. She had one hand on my chair, and her other was clutching a blankie and a teddy bear that Liam bought for Bekah to give to Greg when he wakes up. I reached down and picked up the small girl, placing here in my lap and holding her close, wrapping the blankie around her as she clutched the teddy.

"I don't know baby girl... I really don't know. But I'm sure he'll wake up soon! Why don't you take a nap, and maybe he'll wake up when you do, yeah?" I said as I tucked her in my arms and laid her head against my shoulder, laying a kiss to the top of her head, She nodded against my neck and a few minutes later I felt her relax against me and her breathing slowed.

I rested my chin on top of her head and sighed. I looked over at Greg. I shifted Bekah in my lap and moved my chair closer to the bed so I could clutch Greg's hand. I looked over at his heart meter to see if there was any change, none. I looked at his face, no sign of him waking up. He hasn't moved at all, no leg twitch, no hand clinch, no eyes fluttering behind closed lids, nothing but the slow, weak movement of his chest rising and falling with his shallow breaths. I looked over as Liam came in, carrying a tray of food, like he has for the past week. He set the tray down next to me and plucked Bekah from my lap.

"Thanks Li.." I mumbled looking at the tray to see the normal, dull hospital food, This time the only difference was a bright green jello cup instead of the normal dark red.

"Any change today?" Liam asked, standing next to my chair, one are holding Bekah, the other rubbing my shoulders. I shook my head, looking down to where my hand was clutching Greg's life-less one. "It'll be okay Niall. I'm sure he'll be fine..." Liam mumbled, But both of us knew it wasn't true.. "Alright, I'm gonna take Beks down to Jackie for her nap and then how bout I get you some real food?" Liam said smiling a bit as I nodded. "And Niall? Go take a shower and rest a bit, okay? You've been up for hours and you haven't showered in days." Liam said before walking out of the room. I sighed and rubbed my eyes but took Liam's advice and stood up, wincing slightly at my sore legs and stiff back from having sat in that chair for so long. I reached down and gave Greg's hand one last squeeze before letting go.

"I'll be right back Greg. Please, please don't go... I'll be back in ten minutes top!" I promised, kissing Gregs head before grabbing some spare clothes and running to the staff shower a nurse let me into. I stood under the hot water, ignoring the pain of the burning water and focused on relaxing. I scrubbed my hair and washed my body quickly, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a towel the Nurse gave me I dried off and pulled on my clothes, tossing the towel in a hamper, my hair still dripping as I made my way back to Gregs room. When I walked up to the door I was immediately pushed back by a nurse.

"Sorry sir, you can't come in here." She said and I was furious.

"Why the hell not?! That's my brother!" I said a little loudly, she flinched back a bit but stayed where she was. 

"I know sir, but I'm sorry, you can't go in, the Doctor is working on your brother. He... He flat lined... We're doing our best to get him back but he's not responding... I'm sorry sir" She said stumbling over her words a bit. I blinked, staring at her as tears started filling my eyes. The nurse gave me a sad smile before walking back into the room. I backed up till my back hit the wall. 

"Niall?!" I heard someone call and lazily looked down the hall to see someone running down the hall towards me. I rubbed my eyes as I slowly started to recognized Gregs fiancee running towards me. I'd only met her once, when Greg first announced his engagement, he had brought her to meet me and Bekah once. 

"Denise?" I croaked out as she ran up to me. "Where have you been?" I asked, she hasn't been hear all week, you'd think if she was his fiancee she'd be the first to know.

"I was out of state for work, I didn't hear about this till yesterday when the nurse found my number. You're set up as his emergence contact but she had called me after you had gone two days with out eating or sleeping. I swear I would have been here sooner if I had known" She rushed out before I attacked her in a hug, tears starting down both our cheeks, She pulled away a bit to look at me. "What happened to him..?" She asked slowly. I took a deep breath and pulled away from her, taking her hands as I repeated what the nurse just told me. 

"Umm.. I-I had gone to take a quick shower while L-Liam took Bekah down to one of the c-children's rooms... W-When I came back I tried to go in but t-the nurse pushed me out... Greg had... Had flat lined.. The D-Doctor is trying to get him back.. But He.... He's not responding..." I managed to chock out through my tears. After that Denise broke down in my arms. 

I held her in my arms as we both silently cried for Greg, me thanking God that Liam had taken Bekah away. Twenty minutes later Denise and I were sitting in chairs across from Gregs room, waiting for the doctor to come out. I was staring at the floor when I heard the click of a door. Both our heads snapped up to look at the Doctor who was walking slowly out of the room, he had a defeated look on his face and gave us a sympathetic look. He shook his head slightly and looked down at his hands. I heard a choked sob next to me and knew that Denise had broken down at the simple movement. I stared at where the doctor was standing even long after he was gone. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether I wanted to cry, or scream, or run into the room and bring Greg back just so I could kill him myself for leaving us. I glanced over at Denise and wanted to comfort her, but didn't know how. How do you comfort someone who just lost their fiancee who was also your brother?

"H-He's Gone..." 

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That's it :) Sorry it's really short. I have soooooooo many stories to write it's crazy! So it will take a while for me to update this story just because I have so many stories to write, but I will try to update it as much as possible :) Please comment and vote :)