Parents dead not alive killed gone out of my life. ugh this is torture this is not real all of this is just not really it's fake and I'm going to wake up any minute it's pitch black I can't see anything I'm trying to wake up but it's hard.i try and open my eyes but failed at attempt. I hear people talking and try to listen on on the conversation but it's just way to hard I'll keep trying.
" She's still sleeping she should wake up in a few days or a couple hours usually all it takes is for someone to say something sweet and she'll wake up that's all so if you would like you may tAlk to her but not for long visiting hours are almost over so please make it quick." are they talking about me my thoughts are interrupted by a little girl talking not just any little girl my sister Jenny.
" Sissy you have to wake up for me and mom and dad I know you probably think that there not dead and it's just a joke but sissy it's real I'm sorry I know I'm only 9 but I understand everything that is going on its not mission impossible I know you and mom had a girlfriend type relationship and me and dad had a kiddo relationship but I know mom and dad would want us to live our life's and forget I know it will be hard but please they don't want us crying for them they want us to live our life's not just sit here in the hospital and sob please sissy .... you have to wake up." her words are touching especially for a 9 year old I know that my parents are dead I just choice not to believe it I guess you can say.If I could hear them one last time I would gladly appreciate it but I know it won't happen.i try and open my eyes and speak but my voice is caught in my throat. My sisters head is on the bed well the hospital bed and I can't belive this is actually happening me in the hospital parents dead sister crying for me can this day get any worse or what?
"Sissy" I finally manage to say her head snaps up and her cute little grin plasters on her face her cute little dimples that probably gets all the boys attention hehhehe buy she ain't need to worry about boys because she's only 9 and I'm going to keep reminding her because I don't even think about boys.She gets up from the chair and hugs me tight I groan at the pain she has caused in my ribs but gladly hug her back with much more force them I thought I had. We both look towards the door and the nurse comes in she drops her stuff and looks at me.
" Your up sweetheart you woke up early." she looks at my sister and grins.
" So how are you feeling.. this nice nurse says.
" A little sore I guess my head hurts a little. "
" that's totally normal and someone is hear to see you if you would like them to come in of course."
" Yes please she'd them in." she opens the door and a tall lady walks in.
" Hello Miss.Edwards I'm officer Rylee."
" Yeah I know I remember you I didn't get memory loss you know that right."
" Yes but I felt the need to tell you again."
" Wellll...... ok".
" Um do you remember uh...
" My parents death yes I remember clear as day I'm finally starting to believe that there gone it's hard yes but I guess I have to wake up and come to reality now."
" Ok good we'll I'm so sorry for your loss miss.Edwards."
" Please call my rose."
" Okay rose I have some news for you , I'm sorry I'm always the one giving you news but I guess you would like to hear it rose."
" Yes m'am."
" Okay we'll since your parents have passed away they didn't leave you a god mother or father so were gonna have to leave you with your grandmother if that's okay with you or you can go with your aunt she lives not to far from here."
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The Fake Friend ( Harry styles fanfiction )
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