Chapter Nineteen

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Katrina's P.O.V

There's immediate tension as we walk into the flat, everyone is looking very solemn. Dan and Phil glance at each other awkwardly, while PJ is sat looking at his feet.

 "Uh..." Dan begins. He looks down, clearing his throat.

 "Daisy, your aunt called." Phil says.

 "My aunt?" Daisy looks confused.

 "Um. She, er, she had some news. Basically..."

 "It's your mother." Phil goes over to Daisy to grab her arm, comfortingly.

 "You mother has..."

I look at Daisy and I can see worry fill in her eyes.

 "She's passed away."

A silence fills the room as we all process the information. This...I can't believe it. I really can't. Daisy begins to cry, asking how and why and if it's a joke. And everyone starts saying how we're so sorry and Daisy turns to Chris and sobs into his chest. Dan and Phil back off a bit so she can cry it out and I go into the kitchen to make her a glass of water. I don't know how that will help but my mind seems to think it will.

Dan comes into the kitchen, he's a bit teary and sighs, leaning on the counter.

 "She thought she'd be here, her aunt, I don't know why she had to leave us with that message...I didn't want to tell her that..."

 "I know," I put my hand on his shoulder.

Phil comes in and holds Dan's hand.

 "Everything just sucks right now," he says.

This is supposed to be a happy time for them, for all of us. I don't know why this is all happening. I can here Chris trying to comfort Daisy in the other room, and I go through to bring her the water. She takes a sip before looking at me and hugging me close. Oh God, now I want to cry.

Dan and Phil come back through, still clutching each others hands, and Daisy lets go of me. Taking more sips of water to calm herself. Chris has an arm wrapped around her, watching her with a concerned expression. PJ is still sitting there like a prick. I guess with what he's been hiding he feels he can't help cheer her up.

Dan starts explaining to Daisy the details of the phone conversation with her aunt and Daisy tries not to start crying again. Phil continues when Dan can't and Chris keeps whispering soothing things at her. I'm not sure if she's enjoying all of the attention or if she wants some alone time.

Every time we go from one high it goes to an extreme low and I don't like it. Not one bit.

I decide to go make everyone some tea, maybe that'll be better than water. I grab five mugs and fill the kettle with water, putting five tea bags in the mugs. I wait for it to boil. PJ walks in.

 "Hello..." he says.

 "Hi," I sigh.

 "I can't believe it, I just...I was in my room and I could hear Dan and...I wish there was something I could do."

 "So do I," I nod.

  "How've you been?"

 "Good, I think, and you?"

 "A bit stressed, but good."

I nod and look at the kettle, water bubbling like mad then suddenly calming and the kettle clicks off.

 "I've been thinking," PJ says.

I take the kettle and start filling the mugs.

 "I...I think it's best..."

 "Are you seriously doing this now PJ?" I turn to him.

 "I don't know when I can! Just...look, I think it's for the best if we go our own separate ways."

 "I..."

I don't know what to say, I knew it was coming but now? After this news?

I wrap my arms around PJ, and whisper into his ear, "I'll miss you."

We hug for a few more seconds, and then I invite him to help me finish making the tea and bring it through for everyone. Some of us have to act positive right now.

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