Back To San Antonio

Chapter 3

Persephones POV:

Nella. My beautiful sister, Nella. I cant believe I can remember her. I remember everything about her. From her autism to her being my foster sister. She doesnt look the way she did before the incident. Her face is paler, skin is tighter. Shes lost weight, too much. She looks truly ill. Her hair is brittle and lips are chapped.

Her brown hair is resting gently on her exposed shoulders. Shes lying on her back with the covers pulled up just above her chest and her stuffed unicorn rests in the crook of her elbow. I look over at Harry and nod at him.

"She remembers her." Is all I heard Harry say as he rests his hand on my shoulder. I hear Louis sigh in content and then the gentle padding of his feet on the carpeted floor.

Louis places his hand on my other shoulder and rubs it gently as I let a tear escape the inside corner of my eye. I look over at Louis, then to Nella again. I gently lean forward and press a long lingering kiss to her forehead. She has a slight fever but its not too bad.

Nella moves into my touch and sighs, but doesnt wake up. I pull the cover the rest of the way above her shoulder and tuck the blanket under her feet. I stood to my own feet and took one last look at the sweet angel lying before me.

I turned slowly on my heel to look at Louis. "Where can I sleep?" I whispered softly so I wouldn't disturb the sleeping child. Harry and Louis walked out to the Hallway and then down to the living room.

"I'll just be going. Call management in the morning, Lou. Tell 'em shes here and shes ok. We might have to start recording again. You know how uncle Si is." Lous nodded. "Glad your ok, Perse." he paused. "Can I have a hug, or are you uncomfortable with that?"

I smiled softly at his kindness then slowly walked over to him. I buried my head in his shoulder and wrapped my hands around his torso. "Dont ask. It makes me feel worse." I chuckled. As did Louis and Harry.

"Night Perse. Night Lou. See you guys tomorrow." Harry nodded and exited out the door.

Louis bolted both locks and turned towards me. "Bed?"

I nodded with a yawn. You would think that after being in a coma for so long i wouldn't be tired but thats where your wrong. My body doesn't seem to be used to all of this moving around anymore. I'll have to build up my leg muscles again before I can start walking for long periods of time again.

I followed Louis back up the stairs and back down the hall. The last room on the left is where we entered. It was dark until Louis turned on the bedside lamp. I was amazed at all of the items in the room. Nothing was elegant but everything looked to be. None of the furniture matched but it all worked together.

There is a arm chair in the left corner by a book shelf and on the right there is a door. To the left of the door is a desk/vanity. I am assuming the door is the closet as there arent any drawers in the room. There is a TV against the wall, beside the bedroom door, sitting on a cheap entertainment center. For a pop star he didnt seem to like flashy. The room felt...homey. Familiar.

Louis walked into the room that the door to the right went to which, like i thought, was the closet. He exits in a few moments with a stack of neatly folded clothes. "Here are some clothes for you to change into. The bathroom is through there." He points towards the closet.

I give him a confused look as I begin to walk towards the closet. When I walk inside, I am amazed. The closet was huge. There are racks and drawers full of clothes. Just as Louis had said, there was a double door on the opposite side. The bathroom.

Its a nice bathroom, really. There is a double sink, the toilet, a bath, and a separate shower. I close the door and lock it. I undress and turn on the shower. Once I'm in the shower i think as hard as I can on my life. I try to remember, but I cant. I slide down the shower wall and burry my head between my knees and sob quietly. With every sob I can feel my chest breaking. My heart breaking.