Anthony's POV
I was sitting in my room watching the news, not really paying attention. Until, something horrible caught my eye.
News reporter
Earlier today car crash of the Paul family takes a huge hit to one little girl... blah... almost fatal...blah...lucky.
I gasped as the phone rang, and snatched it up immediately.
Anthony: hello?
Andrea: hey dad. It's me, Andy.
Anthony: yeah, what is it baby?
Andrea: could you come pick me up from the hospital?
Anthony: of course! Be right there.
I scrambled for the door and bolted into the car, driving insanely through traffic.
As soon as I arrived at the hospital, I sprinted for the doors, only to be slowed down by the elderly couple in front of me. When they finally got past me, I ran up to the front desk.
Anthony: hey-
I then saw the most innocent green eyes staring back at me.
Anthony: ANDREA!
I screamed, causing the whole floor of patients to turn their heads towards me.
I didn't care though. I leaped over the counter and tackled her in a hug, only to hear her whimper in pain.
I was confused at first, but then my mind flashed back to the sight in the bathroom. I get up and hold her Bentley in my arms. I saw the patched up cuts on her arms and held her as close as I possibly could.
Andy: dad?
Anthony: why-
Desk lady: excuse me, but what are you doing behind my desk on the floor?
She chuckled.
We stared at eachother and quickly got up, to be stopped by the doctor.
Doctor: um, are you related with the Paul family?
Anthony: technically,yes.
I answered.
Doctor: come with me. We have some things to discuss. She motioned me and Andrea to follow her, and we did as we were told.
When we got to the room she turned to look at me and then at Andrea.
She whispered in my ear.
Doctor: leave her here, trust me.
I knelt down and looked into her beautiful green eyes.
Anthony: baby, can you stay out here please?
Andrea: I-I mean I guess so?
Anthony: thanks.
I placed a kiss on her forehead and walked into the room with the doctor.
When we walked into the room the sight was excruciatingly painful for my heart.
Erika, Tessa, Jake and chance all on beds. Jake was awake and so were the girls. But chance was still there unconscious.
Doctor: we have something serious to say,
Anthony: go on...
I said, biting my lip.
Doctor: well, mr. Sutton... he... he only has a few more hours left.
Anthony: what?!
Doctor: please, calm down sir. I understand the pain you're in. I suggest you all pay you're respects.
She looked down at the floor and I walked over to chance as she left.
I bent down on my knees, and held his hand to cry on.
His eyes opened and he looked at me and smiled with his sweet smile.
Anthony: I'm sorry chance! I'm sorry! I hurt you're wife and was a selfish idiot! I'm so so sorry! You're my best friend.
Chance: I forgive you tony. I love you. You're my best friend.
Anthony: I love you too, brother.
I sobbed. Suddenly I heard something drop, and I turned around to see my little girl, Andrea.
Her phone laying on the floor, and a tear dripping from her eye.
Andrea: c-chance?
She choked out.
She ran over to him and sobbed into his chest.
Andrea: please, please don't leave me.
You were my first dad.
When she sobbed out the last part my heart melted. I wasn't offended, I was overwhelmed with sadness and empathy.
Chance: I'm sorry, I can't stay here anymore.
He said, shedding tears.
She looked at him in the eyes and four tears spread from her eyes at the very same time.
Andrea felt the back of his head and started crying more as soon as she saw the blood on it.
Andrea: please! Please don't leave me dad! I love you!
She flung her arms around him and cried as hard as a girl possibly could.
I walked over to him and grabbed his hand.
Chance: I-I'm... sorry.
Beep...beep...beep...,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Andrea: NO!!!!!
She screamed. Her eyes flooded with tears and she fell to the floor. She smashed the vase from the bedstand and picked up a piece, aiming for her face to cut.
I lunged forward and snatched it out of her hand.
Anthony: I will not let you cut yourself again!
I screamed at her, and she looked at her arms which were still of course, covered in cuts.
She glanced back at chance and started crying again.
Andy: I miss my daddy!
She cried.
She sobbed and Jake tried hugging her but she pulled away.
Anthony: baby, we need to go-
Andrea: NOOO!!!!
She yelled, at the top of her lungs.
She started to cough, and soon enough...
Andrea: BLAUGH!
She'd thrown up.
Anthony: oh my god!
I ran into the bathroom and grabbed thousands of paper towels and bolted back to Andy, who was still crying.
I wiped up the throw-up and her mouth.
She clung onto me as I tried to get up, so I picked her up and carried her out of the hospital. She sobbed even louder as we walked out of the room. She screamed finally,
Andrea: IM SORRY!!! CHANCE!
A tear slid down my face as we climbed into the car. I sat in the back with her leaning up against my chest.
A few minutes later I heard whimpering, as I looked down, I saw that she was asleep. But she was crying. How the hell does that work?
I stayed quiet and heard her muttering something.
Andy: but how? I thought you died.
