He's Here [Asa Butterfield fan fic]

Chapter 27

=Long Chapter=
=1,400 words=

Asa's POV

since the call to the previous chapter

     My eyes snapped open when my alarm went off. I snoozed it and rolled to the other side of the bed. *sigh*

     I haven't got any sleep last night because of talking late with my mom. I can remember her face's expression when I clicked the answer button. I hope they're fine this time.

Last night...

     I closed the door when I got inside my room.  I sat on my bed and answered mom's call.

     The first thing I saw was her worried face. Wait, she's crying. She was walking down a hallway with white walls and it was kinda noisy there.

"Mum? Is everything alright?" I asked.  She looked at me but continued walking in a fast pace. "Mum." I said louder.

"Asa," she calms down a bit but her scared/worried expression stayed. "Loxie..." she starts. 

"What? What happened to Loxie?" I asked. I'm starting to get worried too. I heard a door closed, probably Dianne's. I focused back on my mother. "Loxie got into an accident." She quickly said. "What?" I whisper/yell. I hope no one in the house heard me.

"Wha-How? Is she ok? Who are you with? Where are you?" I asked her a bunch of questions. I'm starting to panic. My heart is beating fast and my breathing pattern quickens.

"I'm at the hospital right now," she takes a turn to a corner. "I'm with Marlie here in the  emergency." She shows Marlie holding her hand while her doll was pressed between her body and arm. 

"Where's dad?" I asked. "He's still working. I called him already, he said he'll be here anytime soon." She stopped and tears start to form in her eyes.

"What happened?" I asked. "Loxie."

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I took a deep breath and walked out of my bedroom. Dianne's parents were already downstairs making coffee. I had a shower then put on my clothes.

I need to tell them today.

My heavy footsteps making sounds as I walked down the stairs.

"Good morning, Asa." Dianne's mom greets me as well as Mr. Brookins when I came to the kitchen.

     I ate breakfast and sat with them on the living room. While they were watching, I was thinking of how I will talk to them. I fiddled with my fingers and here it goes...

"Uhmm, Mr. , Mrs. Brookins." I cleared my throat.

     They looked at me and turned the TV off. "I-I need to tell you something. Something important." I looked at them. "We're all ears, dear." Mrs. Brookins said.

"So,uhm. My mum called me last night  and told me that my little sister, Loxie, got into a horrible accident and now she's in the hospital." I gulped. "Mum also told me that-that I need to go back... to London."

"When will you leave?" Mr. Brookins ask. "In 3 days, sir." Tom and Janet looked at each other with a sympathetic expression.

"When will you tell Dianne?" I haven't figured that one yet. 

"I guess I have to tell her today too." I scratch the back of my neck. Janet looks at Tom and he nods. Did they just had a telepathic communication?