I'll Miss You (Louis Tomlinson Cancer FanFiction)

Reasons and Excuses

Louis's POV
Jasmine has been acting very weird for the past few days. Jasmine was in her room and the boys and I were sitting in the living room.

My mom was in her room upstairs. My parents were divorced. They never really got along. My mom got custody over Jasmine and I.

Our dad was an achololic. When he was drunk he had no control over his body. He would abuse  our mom. Mom was pregnant with Jasmine at the time.

     (Flashback)
I hear screams coming from mommy's and daddy's room. I hear my father burst out into fits of laughter. "Please stop!" I hear mommy yell from their room. I get up and walk down the hallway.
I stop at their door. I slowly open it. "Mommy, are you ok?" I ask. "Go hide!Go hide somewhere safe!" She yelled. Daddy had a belt and was beating her. Broken beer bottles were lieing in the floor.
I run out of their room and I down to the basement. I hide in the darkest corner behind a few boxes.
I hear the basement door open. Daddy walks in with a knife in his hand. "Louis, where are you?" He asked in between breaths. He started walking towards boxes swaying back and forth. He kicked them making a few things fall onto the floor.
"Louis, come to dad!" He yelled in the basement. I run out from behind the box and run upstairs. Mommy is in the living room on the floor.
Blood is surrounding her body. "Mommy! What's wrong!" I yell running towards her. "Mommy wake up! You shouldn't be sleeping!" I yell shaking her.
I get up and go over to the home phone.
I dial "911". "Hello, what's your emergency?" A lady asks. "Can you help my mommy! She's not waking up!" I yell. "Ok what's your mommy's name?" "Michelle!" I say quickly. "What's your adress?" She asks.
I tell her the adress.
A few minutes later the police arrive and arrest my father.
The ambulance help mommy and I.
 
(Flashback over)

"Hey boys, I will be back in a minute." I say getting up and walking upstairs towards my mom's room. The boys nod their heads and continue doing their own thing.

I open my mom's bedroom door. "Hey sweetie!" She said getting up off of her bed and hugging me. "Hey." I reply.

When we broke the hug up she asked me "Do you need anything?".

"Yes, have you noticed Jasmine's behavior recently?" I asked.

"No, why?" She replied confused.

"Well, she's been ignoring me and hasn't left her room for three days.

"Maybe she's just not feeling well." She said shrugging. I sign and walk out of the room closing the door behind me. Did mom even care?

I start walking downstairs until I hear faint sobs coming from Jasmine's room.

I stop in my tracks and hurry to her door. I knock on it but no one answers.

I knock on it again but there is still no answer.

I slowly open the door. "Jasmine?" I say. I walk into the room but I don't see Jasmine. I look around and notice her bathroom light is on.

The bathroom door is open so I peep in and see Jasmine sitting on the floor hovering over the toilet.

She looks up at me with tears running Down her cheeks. I run up to her and sit down beside her.

Mom was right, she wasn't feeling well. I see something red mixed in with her vomit. "Um, Jasmine to you mind explaining to me what that is?" I say pointing inside the toilet.

"Throw up." She replies weakly. "I mean the the red." I say worryingly. "Well, I just spilt some red punch in the toilet." She said trying to smile.

"Jasmine, stop making up reasons and excuses, please tell me." I say sympatheticly.

She looks me in the eyes and says something I never wanted to hear. "I think I have cancer." She says breaking into tears.