Story Of My Life

Chapter 3-Going Home

Genevieve POV

I jolted awake and gasped for air. I took in my surroundings; still in the hospital, but Liam and his band mates are here. They are all huddled in a circle talking in hushed whispers.

"Li Li?" I asked.

He turned around and said-

"Heyy...Munchkin..How are you?"

"I saw mommy and daddy get killed." I stated bluntly.

His face turned into shock and tears filled his waterline.

"H-how?"

"I screamed for mommy and daddy for helped, but they didn't reply. So I thought they were sleeping. Are they tired Li Li?" I asked.

Liam stood up from the chair he's sitting on. He sat down on the bed, he ran his fingers through his hair a couple times before saying-

"Yes, they're very tired.."

"Are they gonna wake up?"

"Genie.....No they're not." Liam whispered the last part.

"Why not?"

"Genevieve, love, they....uh how do I put this....We gotta dress in black and bury them." He told.

"Like dress up?" I stated getting a little bit excited.

A frustrated groan left his lips.

"Genevieve, they're not coming back, could you please grasp what I'm trying to tell you?" Liam pleaded to me.

"I don't understand though.."

"I wasn't going to be blunt with you, since you're only 8 but..Genevieve they're dead."

"Dead? Like granddad?"

"Yes..Like grandad."

My brain started reeling with everything Liam told me. Mommy, daddy gone. Dead. Black.

"W-why?" I asked as tears formed at my waterline.

"You get to go home..I'll go ask the doctors what time. I'll be right back Genie."

He placed at kiss on my forehead and walked out the door, in search of a doctor.

"Gen how are you?"

"Did you know my momma and daddy are dead?

They all looked up at me with shocked looks upon their faces.

"Genevieve..." Zayn slowly started.

"Are momma and daddy angels?"

"Yes, their angels munchkin." Niall tells me.

The door swung open and Liam came in a with smile on his face.

"Good news you get to go home!"

"Yay!!" I shouted as I clapped my hands together.

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Liam comes back into the room with one of his flannel shirts. He walks over to me and helps me out of my hospital gown.

"Where's my clothes?"

"The nurses are putting them in a bag since their still wet."

"Oh..."

He takes his flannel shirt and puts my arms in the sleeves. My arms became swallowed up in the sleeves. Once Liam finished buttoning the buttons, he stepped back and told me to smile. A toothy grin was placed on my smiling lips. His phone made a camera snapping noise. The end of the shirt reached a little under my knees.