Everyone was in the waiting room. I could tell that their hearts were pounding just as hard as mine. Eddie was sitting next to me, rubbing his hands against his legs. Madison was on the other side, crying her eyes out and holding tightly to my hand. Dallas was across from us, piling tissues in her lap.
I was the only one not crying, or feeling anything. It felt wrong, but it seemed like I had already gotten past this stage, that I didn't need to cry anymore. Then again I did cry for a good hour on the plane.
The doctor came around the corner and she stopped in front of my dad. I quickly grabbed his hand, and held Madison's tighter with the other one. "Okay well, we did find a blood clot in her heart, causing the heart attack. From what we see right now, she could only have a couple days left,"
No words can explain how I felt at that moment. First I loose my birth father, now I'm going to loose my mom? The truth hurts. One reason why I hate doctors. They have to tell you the truth. Whether you want to hear it or not.
She hands him a clipboard with many, many words on a sheet of paper, with a line at the very bottom. Eddie takes the pen from her, and scribbles his name on that line. Indicating that she has to go through the surgery. The nurse thanks him, and tells him that she is going in early morning.
"It's our only shot of keeping her here. You have to understand."
"Of course we understand, dad." I say, as I softly place my head on his shoulder.
3 hours pass, and we all refuse to go home, so Eddie and I head home to get pillows and blankets. The drive home was dreadful since we were about 2 hours away from the hospital. No music, no talking, just the sounds of other cars passing and the tires against the road. I wanted to ask him about mom, but I didn't want to get him or I started with tears.
We reach the driveway, and I see a little bunny run across the yard. I hold my arms close to my body, and swallow hard at a memory.
"Mommy I see a bunny! If I catch it can we keep it?" She laughs at me.
"Honey you can't keep a wild rabbit!"
"Why not?"
"It belongs out in the open and not inside a cage. But you now you know what to ask for your birthday."
I giggle and mom heads back inside. I stay outside and play on the swingset. Then I pretend I'm a pirate and run around in the yard. Fighting off other bad guys is so much fun! Killing them with my little sword!
Another bunny runs across and straight out in front of me. Making me scream. My mom laughs at me and I yell at her, "THAT WASN'T FUNNY MOM!!"
"Okay, honey. I'm sorry. But that is NOT how you talk to your mother!"
"I hope you get killed by all the pirates!"
"Cally!"
"What?"
"Cally?" My dad says, breaking me from my memory. Even when I was 5 I had an attitude.
That's how I always treated my mom too. Always such a bitch when she would try to help me. Or even try to be nice to me. It seems like no matter what she would do, I would find a way to find a negative part to it.
"Did you already get the blankets and pillows?"
"They're in the back."
"Okay."
He started to drive away, and all I did was stare out the window. The same sounds I heard before. And before I knew it, we were back at the hospital. I grabbed all the pillows, and Eddie got the blankets.
Each step towards the hospital, was another beat in my head. Each step was another grip onto the pillows, and when my first foot went through the doors, I burst into tears. Madison quickly ran up to me and took the pillows out of my hands.
I held onto her for longer than expected. Praying that she would be fine. Wishing that she would stay. Hoping for the miracle.
We walked to the chairs, and did a little train. My head on the armrests, with my legs going through the other one, and Madison's head on the next. I just want sleep to take the pain away.
But unfortunately for me, I couldn't sleep. For that whole night. And we didn't hear anything from the nurses. I wouldn't even expect them at 2 am anyway.
Demi called me later, and I had to go outside to keep from waking everyone else. "How is she?"
"Well, she has a blood clot near her heart, and she's going into surgery to get it out tomorrow morning. The thing is, its dangerous."
She went silent. "But Demi, she has a better chance of living with the surgery."
"What's the chances?"
"They didn't tell us that."
She scoffs. "I'm sorry Cally. Stay Strong. She's going to be fine. God's got it in his hands."
"Thanks Demi. Love you."
"Love you too."
The line goes dead and I sit down on the curb. The breeze feels good, but the pounding headache doesn't. I've cried so much that it caused me to have a headache. That's great.
I feel another presence sit next to me and I think its Madison but when I look up, my heart skips a beat.
"JOSH?!"
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A/n: sorry guys! I know this sucks and so do I for taking so long to update.
I love you guys!
~Kenzie
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You said you Loved me{Demi Lovato}
RandomThe sister of Demi Lovato, Cally, goes through a maze of emotions and heartbreak while figuring out how to love herself.