The Other Side

Chapter 28

Bethanies POV...

I sat down on the bed.

What have I done?

I basically had sex.

I feel so disgusting.

So.....used.

And why is Marcel acting this way? He's going to have to deal with Harry and I.

Although, I don't even know if Harry and I are friends anymore. It kills me to say that.

After Marcel got mad, he left. Didn't say a word on where he was going. So I decided to think things over a bit.

After thinking, I was relieved to remember that Marcel and I hadn't actually had sex. So I'm still a virgin.

But that doesn't change anything. He touched me in ways I can't describe.

And I can't tell if I enjoyed it of hated it. My mind races with questions.

My phone buzzes next to me. It's Abby.

I sigh and pick it up, "Abbs?" I ask quietly.

"Bethanie! Hey girl! What's up with you? Are you ready to sing?" She squeals. I roll my eyes and smirk.

Same old Abby I've always known.

"Hey! I need compony. Wanna come and join me in my room? I want to talk." I talk lowly.

"Surely murely! Be over in a minute!!" She is quick to hang up. I lock my phone and throw it on the ground.

It buzzes again.

Oh god, why?

"What?!" I practically scream in annoyance.

"Um Bethanie?" It's my mom. I groan and lay back.

"Sorry mom, what's up?" I ask. There's a big breath on the other side which makes me sit up.

"Mom?!" I ask worried.

"It's your dad sweetheart. He's had a heartacttack." My mouth drops open.

Dad? My daddy?

"Where are you now?" I ask lost for words.

"At the hospital. He's not doing good." A tear slips out of my eye and I sniff.

"Mom, is he d-ying?" I stutter. Her quivering breaths tell me the answer.

"I'll be there when I can. If I can't make it, tell him I love him." She sucks in a breath at the words "if I can't make it."

"Will do honey. Now hurry!" She hangs up the phone. I sit there with tears dripping from my face.

I can't believe this. No. He can't die.

Not now. I need him.

Badly. I won't survive without him.

There's a knock at the door. I just lay there paralyzed.

"Bethanie? You in there?" Abby asks. I sit up and wipe my face. The tears all fling off making a wet spot on the blankets.

I slowly open the door.

"So... Beth? You okay?" I look and see that Harry is standing next to her. I gasp and slam the door.

No, not him. Not right now. I just can't do this right now.

"Bethanie. Open this door now!" Abby screams, banging on the door.

I ignore and pack up my things. Everything that I brought. I swing on my jacket and get ready to leave.

But once I turn around, I'm faced with Harry. His eyes looking straight into mine. I advert mine and look at the floor.

"Where are you going?" He asks softly brushing my hair out of my eyes. His sweet voice sending tingles down my body.

"How'd you get in?" I question instead of answering his. He quirks an eyebrow.

"I asked first babe." I look up and into his eyes. They look sad and depressed.

"My dads in trouble. I'm leaving to go for him." I say my lip quivering at the end. His bright green eyes fill with worry.

But before he can respond, I tackle him with a question.

"Now answer mine." He grunts in frustration.

"I had a key okay? Now what happened?" The tears start up again. Harry looks at me with confusion.

"He had a heart attack, okay? He's..... D-ying." My legs start shaking. My head feels to heavy to carry.

"I'm coming with you." Harry states. I shake my head.

"You have to sing." His curls whip forward.

"I'm coming with you!" He snaps. I jump back and close my eyes.

"Fine but I'm leaving now." I say trying to close the tears. He grabs one of my bags slinging it over his shoulder.

"Okay then. Lets go!" He opens the door motioning me to go in front of me.

I groan and step through it. I wonder where Marcel is. I need him.

"Elevator?" Harry asks. I nod. He presses the button.

It opens to a passed out Marcel.

Oh lord take me now.

"Marcel?" I ask. His chest slowly goes up and down. Harry and I jump in the elevator before it cloeses.

"We have to get help!" I scream. Harry nods his head and bends down.

"Beth, calm down." His head goes down to Marcel's chest.

"His heart rate seems normal. We need a doctor. But what about your dad?" He asks.

I never thought that I would have I choose between my dad or my boyfriend.

And I wouldn't...... It was an easy choice.

I would choose my......

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OMG who do y'all think she's going to choose? I'll update soon! Go read The Switch. It's a teen fiction book. If you want easier directions, it's on @directioner000005 profile! I'm helping her with it! So go read!!!