ON HOLD Killing you (Danny Worsnop/Austin Carlile Love Triangle)

Someone, Somewhere

Alan didn't stay long and after a shower and a change of clothes, Austin and I were in the bed watching The Lion King. It went off and I curled up against Austin, my back to his front. I fell asleep listening to his breathing.

The next morning I woke up to a rather large and empty bed. Getting up, I ran my fingers through my hair and walked downstairs. Austin was playing the PlayStation with Aaron and Alan.

"Mornin babe." I waved and sat next to him on the couch, hanging my feet off the arm and my head in his lap. "This is Aaron. You know Alan. Aaron you can now meet this beautiful lady in person."

"Hi. Aaron."

"Tatt."

"That's a nickname right?"

"Yeah. Her real name's Nicole."

"Look at the Ginger Princess paying attention when I talk about my girlfriend."

Alan didn't say anything and I could only assume that he rolled his eyes. Austin looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back and stuck my tongue out at him. He chuckled and went back to his game. "So what's on the agenda for today guys?"

"Well. I think I'm gonna dye my hair." All three of them stopped playing and looked at me. "What?"

"What color?"

"I think I'm gonna go back to my natural hair color, brown."

"What shade of brown?"

"Like a chocolate brown." Austin leaned over and kissed my forehead. "Let's get food. I'm hungry."

"Alan. You're always hungry."

"Cats are always hungry."

Austin, Aaron and I groaned and I got up to go change. A few minutes later I was in red skinny jeans and a Slipknot shirt, rockin my checkerboard vans as well. I put my hair in a pony tail as I walked downstairs. Austin grabbed my hand and the four of us went out for brunch at this little diner called Heart 'N Soul (we have that here and oh my shit its fucking delicious).

"What are you getting?"

"Chicken and Waffles." Austin nodded. "Same."

"Oi. Cat man. What are you getting?"

"Food."

"No shit Sherlock."

A few hours later we Austin and I were back home and I was finishing my hair. I had just gotten out of the shower when Austin walked in with my phone.

"Who is it?"

"Your mom." I grabbed the phone, I could hear her speaking Spanish frantically and I knew that wasn't a good sign. She only ever spoke like that if it was an emergency. I put the phone to my ear.

"Mamá? ¿Está todo bien?"

"Oh nena, es tu padre."

"¿Qué pasó?"

"Él está en la Sala de Emergencias. Su corazón está dando. Dicen que tiene hasta mañana."

"Oh Mama. Estoy en California. Estaré allí en un par de horas."

"Bueno, Te quiero. Nos vemos pronto." I hung up and rushed past Austin.

"What happened?"

"My Papa's heart is failing. I have to go Austin. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. Do you want me to come with you?"

"Do you mind? I'm sorry about this. I don't mean to put you out like this."

"Hey. It's fine baby, I don't mind. Pack, and I'll call the airlines." I nodded and tossed some of his clothes in a suitcase then all of mine in my bag. There was no way I would be able to come back. Not in this situation. Austin walked back in.

"I'm not going to be able to come, the band has a meeting in New York and we leave tomorrow, it's unavoidable. I'm sorry." I nodded and grabbed my bag. "Will you give me a ride?" He nodded this time and we headed towards the car, and unfortunately towards the airport.

I was on the plane and in the air an hour later. It was a four hour flight there and I really wished this would go faster. My Papa doesn't have long, and I had to see him.

Finally I was landed, bag collected, and towards the hospital in my car. I got my luggage in record time and the second my hand touched it I hauled ass out. It was a fourty minute drive to the hospital. Turning my flashers on I threw the gear in reverse, backed up and put it in drive. Once I was off airport property I went 70 all the way to the hospital. I made it there in twenty minutes instead of fourty and I ran into the ER waiting room.

"Christian Hernandez. What room?"

"302. I'll buzz you in." The doors buzzed and I pulled them open sprinting to find the right room which took a few seconds. Mama was in there with her head on the mattress beside Papa.

"Oh mama." She lifted her head and held her hand out. "Nicole, mi niña. He's been falling in and out of conscienceness waiting for you."

"Nicole?" I turned my head towards Papa, who I barely heard. "You are so beautiful." I pulled up a chair beside him, across from mama and grabbed his hand.

"You are so beautiful my child. I remember bringing you home, so excited, so full of love. I didn't care that you weren't Hispanic, I knew, you were our preciosa niña. You've grown into the most talented young lady. I am so proud to call you my daughter." I felt the tears I had been trying to hold back, roll down my cheeks. "Papa." He weakly shook his head. "It is my time to go Nicole. Te amo."

"Te amo demasiado Papa." And with that, the hand that had reached up to touch my cheek, fell.

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Beeeeeeeeeeeee--

I ran out of the room as the doctors ran in. He was gone though. Mama walked out and I cried on her shoulder. She rubbed my hair and pulled me back. "Go. You don't need to be here for this." I nodded, not up to arguing. I slowly dragged my feet out the exit and to my truck. I grabbed my phone and dialed the one person who I needed right now.

"Hello?"

"Myca? Is Danny there?"

"Yeah. Are you okay?"

"I just need to talk to Danny, please?" I could tell she pulled the phone away because when she called for Danny it was distant. A few seconds later there was some muffled talking and then Danny's voice rang through.

"Nicole? Are you okay?"

"My Papa just died." The line went quiet and then concern came through, "Nicole where are you? I'm coming to get you."

"San Antonio Hospital. ER parking."

"Stay there." I murmured an okay and hung up. Then the water works started all over again. He was gone. The one man who had always been there for me was gone. I felt empty. I pulled my knees to my chest and cried.

I don't know how long it was but the tap on my window brought my head up from my knees. Danny opened my door and pulled me to his chest. "Shhh. You're okay." I just hid my face in his shirt. Danny kept whispering sweet nothings in my ear until I couldn't cry anymore. I was out of tears. He pulled me back and grabbed my face in his hands. His eyes searched mine and without warning, he crashed his lips to mine.