Chapter 3

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Devon
I wait as the phone rings, "Hello?" She finally picks up.

"Cassie? I need you t-" I break off into sobs, I can barely contain myself to tell her what's happened.

"Devon? What's wrong? You need me to what?" She sounds so concerned and I can hear her shuffling around with things.

I manage to get one word out and that is all Cassie needs to know what has happened, "Hospital".

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Cassie

I quickly strap Calla in to her car seat and hurry to the drivers side. I told Devon that I was on my way and I hurried to get Calla in the car as fast as possible.

With a half asleep baby I run into the hospital. I know which room Devon's mom is in so I go straight there. When I run into the room I find Devon crying her eyes out by the hospital bed.

"Devon I am so-" I don't get to finish my sentence as Devon cuts me off by crashing into me. I hug her as tight as I can. Calla is sitting in her stroller staring at Devon, wondering what is wrong with her.

Derek comes into the room, I can see how crestfallen his chest his, his eyes are bloodshot from tears.

"I finished the paperwork with the doctors Dev, there's nothing else for us to do..." Derek places a comforting hand on Devon's back. She nods and grabs onto my arm in a vice grip.

"I don't want to go home yet." She says so quietly I almost don't hear her.

"You can stay with me." She nods and I lead her out. Derek grabs Calla's stroller and follows me to my car.
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It's been three weeks since Devon lost her mom. She went home after two days, but she calls me everyday. I understand why.

When my parents died I was alone, and I almost let myself get carried away by my grief. But Calla was there, she was this tiny human who hadn't even opened her eyes yet, and she was depending on me. I had to be strong in order to make sure that my sister would have a good life. But I never actually healed from that pain, I just learned to cope. Like a bandaid covering the wound.


When I met Devon, she helped me to see that my world didn't have to end the night my parents died. I didn't have to live with constant pain hanging over my head. Instead, she helped get back up and hold on to the hope for a better future, to know that I could and would be truly happy again. I am determined to do the same for her and Derek.I won't let the grief they feel over losing their mom overpower them. Instead I will be the source of comfort they were for me. I'll help them find their happiness again.


Tomorrow is Sunday and they are coming over like usual. I have major plans for us tomorrow and hopefully I will be able to show them that they are not alone, and that happiness can and will come back.
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Devon

I never thought I would be able to get over the death of my mother. She was my rock, she was the foundation of our family and the one who kept us going. My mother never failed to make me happy, every day I spent with her was amazing. To lose someone you were so close to is like losing a part of yourself. I'm glad I had my brother and my best friend to help me through my grief.

Cassie really helped me through that troubling time in my life. She told me that she understood, that she had been where I was and knew what I was going through. She knew that telling me she was sorry wouldn't help, instead she sat me down and talked about her own parents. That Sunday night was an eye opener for me, Cassie was able to talk about how much she loved her parents and how much it affected here when she lost them. But to see how Cassie managed to bounce back and be happy motivated me to do the same. 

It was not over night, it took long for me to feel as if I were even close to getting better. But luckily Cassie and Derek were there to help me every step of the way. Now, nearly three years later I am happy to say that talking about my mom brings a smile to my face, although I miss her like crazy, I am able to look back fondly at our memories with her. 

I hope my story helps those who go through what I have, that they recognize that what helped me wasn't just time, but friends that were there for me. They comforted me in my time of grief, cried with me, laughed with me, and most importantly loved me. Cassie is my best friend and my sister, there is nothing I can't do with her by my side.

So here is to the greatest relationship of all... Dorky Devon and Clumsy Cassie 

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