Maddness

01

Cordelia's POV

          I hate hospitals. Irrational fear consumes me every time I walk into one. I don't know why but they freak me the fuck out, yet here I am sitting in the lobby of one. The doctor walked out and had the look. That look you see on television when the doctor walks out to deliver bad news. I felt a lump form in my throat and tears prick in my eyes. My dad pat my shoulder and stood up, "Mr. Macintyre?" the doctor asked, "Yes sir...what's the news Doc?" my dad asked, my father is the strongest man I know. He looked so vulnerable in this moment, I knew it was because he already knew the news. "She's gone...I'm very sorry for your loss." The doctor said, I let out a wail and curled up on the cold plastic chair. My father wrapped his arms around my shoulders and cried with me.

          I grabbed the packing tape off my dresser and walked to my bed, "Niall, can you hold the box closed?" I asked and he looked up at me with the saddest eyes I've ever seen. He slowly closed the box and held it, "Do you have to go?" he blurted out after at least a half hour of saying nothing, "Niall, what else am I supposed to do? Live on the fucking streets?" I snapped irritated, "Live with me! My mum loves you and so does Greg. Please." He stood up and ran a hand through his brown hair, "I don't want to move Niall. I never wanted to move. We can't afford the house anymore, not after..." I got quiet and felt his arms lock around me. "I know. She loves you and I do too." He said softly and took off a clover necklace and put it on me, "Just for you. Keep it forever alright. I'll come and see you and we'll have so much fun." He gave me a lopsided grin and we took the remaining boxes down to the moving van. My dad decided we'd be moving to Cheshire, England; we sold our house and had to be out by noon today. We had a house already in Cheshire that we had been using as a vacation home. When we walked out my dad was standing in the lawn staring at the house. I helped Niall put the boxes in the van and went to my fathers' side, "You ready?" I asked, he nodded and went up to the porch and grabbed the rocks we had painted and set on the front porch years ago. "Now I am." He said and got into the moving van. I walked to Niall and hugged him. We both stood there for about ten minutes just crying. "Eat lots of food for me. You better call and text! I love you." He blubbered and let go. "Shut up, you're my best friend of course I'll call and text." I mumbled back and we laughed. "You look a mess Leah." He teased, "You do too Ni." He smiled, "I don't have mascara running down my face, you do." I playfully hit his arm and hugged him one last time.

A/N: Thank y'all for reading! I know it doesn't make sense right now but I promise it'll make sense! If you like it and want to read more be sure to vote up the chapter and if you have any suggestions or comments leave a comment and I'll for sure check it out! xxBrookexx
S/O to laurarenteria7 for being patient with my ass since I tend to jump from idea to idea. You be the realist!