Fallen {H.S}

Chapter 12

"Well when eve-" Harry gets interrupted when my phone starts ringing. Ugh what is it. When I look at the caller ID I see my fathers name and I quickly answer it, knowing how he doesn't really like to talk on the phone.

"Hey dad. What's up?" I ask once I answer it.

"It's your sister." He tells me and by the sound of his voice I can tell it's bad news.

"Is she okay?" I ask, my bottom lip quivering at the thought of my sister getting hurt.

"Just come to the hospital. You know where it is right?" He hangs up after I mutter a "yeah" and I turn to face Harry.

"Harry come on. We have to go to the hospital." I rush and he picks up his pace, throwing everything in the backseat, flooring it to the hospital.

I hadn't noticed I was crying until Harry wipes the pad of his thumb over my cheek, trying to get rid of my tears, which causes me to cry harder.

He looks over at me then back at the road before he asks, "What happened?"

I shook my head, "I don't know" a sob escaped my mouth before I continued. "My father didn't tell me anything besides Lindsey is in the hospital and I need to get there."

Harry kept on telling it's going to be okay while rubbing circles on my thigh. I finally calmed down a bit and rested my head on the window, letting my eyes flutter closed.

"Alison wake up, babe. We're here" Harry gently shook my shoulder, waking me from my slumber. I wiped my eyes and got out of the car, holding on to Harry for support.

"I'm looking for my sister, Lindsey Smith." I gushed once Harry and I reached the front desk of the hospital. The nurse nodded and started typing on her computer. "Room 412" She said, giving me a sad look. Harry and I were about to go to the room when the nurse spoke up again, "Only family members."

I was about to protest and tell her that he has to come with me until he touched my arm, making me look up at him. "It's okay. Go to your sister. I'll wait here" He gave me a reassuring smile. I nodded and tried to smile back at him but I barely raised the corner of my mouth.

When I got to her room I took a big breath and slowly opened the door, sobbing again once I see her. She was lying flat on the bed, no machines or anything near her.

"How is she?" I asked my father, not looking away from my sister. "Come here" My father whispered. I finally broke my gaze from my sister and looked at him. His eyes were puffy and red, little tears leaving his eyes from time to time. I ran right into his arms not bothering to hold back my sobs anymore.

"She's gone" He sobbed, causing me to sob harder. We pulled apart after a little while. I turned around, facing my sister, and held my bottom lip between my teeth so I wouldn't cry.

She was actually gone. She's not here anymore. I wouldn't ever say I love her. I would never hold her again. I wouldn't help her if she ever had boy problems, not that I could help anyways. She would never help me if I had a nightmare again. She's gone forever, just like mom. At least they are together now. At least she isn't alone. She has mom.

I close my eyes and more tears escape but I quickly wipe them away. "Dad I'm going to go. I'm sorry." I sigh and give my sister a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I love you so much Lindsey. Never forget that. We will be together again someday. Dad, mom, you, and me. " I whisper in her ear. "I'm probably going to stay here for a little bit more." Dad sighs and gets up to give me another hug before I leave.

"I love you dad." I whisper to him

"I love you more, kid." He attempts to smile but it doesn't really work out.