You give me Hope. (Kellin Quinn fic)

-Chapter Seven-

A normal day, I sit in class with my head resting on the desk, i am peacefully entering the world of Lana Del Rey.

I am then alerted by a tap on my shoulder, why was someone bothering me, no one ever bothers me. My head shot up, it was my teacher, Mr. Howell, he looked worried, it was differnt because im used to him giving me death glares. I meet the eyes of my thirty fellow classmated starring at me, i take my earbuds out and he leans down to tell me that I'm going home.

it shocked me the reason being is  I never go home early, only because my parents are always working and I take the bus home or occasionally walk.

I exit the classroom with all eyes on me. the whole walk to the office was terrifying. I was Imagining the worst possible scenario that I was about to face. My heart was pounding and I think I was having a panic attack.

My breathing was heavy and my heart felt as though it would burst out of my chest. As I enter the office I see my father sitting in one of the chairs, his head in his hands. After staring at each other for a longer than usual and very uncomfortable time he signed me out and we left the school.

The entire ride there was silent I didn't even know where we were going. It was a terribly long ride though and my father looked as though he was about to cry. Which is even more terrifying because I've never seen my father cry, this must be serious.

I rested my head against the window the whole way there and there I fell asleep then was enveloped in a anxious slumber. I was so exhausted from the panic attack I suffered earlier and I feel it would come back soon.

My dad  pushed me on the shoulder I awoke to see I was at the hospital

why were we here? who was edmitted to the hospital. I was having a full on panic attack for the second time today, but I didn't let my father see because he would tell me to stop and calm down.

We made our way in through the large front doors to be greeted by a tall bald man I'm a white coat he said his name was Dr. Stevenson.

He led us through another set of large doors and through a hallway until we reached the elevator. The entire ride to the ninth floor was silent but I didn't mind it, I didn't enjoy talking whilst having a panic attack anyway.

We exited the elevator and he led us to a room at the end of the hall and into another  room.

There I saw my mother laying in the hospital bed tears instantly fill my eyes and my legs felt like jello and I began to sob.

She was surrounded by tubes with one protruding out of her mouth and connecting to a machine along with all the other machines

She had two black eyes, a swollen lip and her head was wrapped in a blood stained bandage.

I make my way over to her and outreach my shaky hand to rest on hers which was bruised and cut.

I couldn't speak my throat was closed and tears were blurring my eyes a tear landed on my mothers hospital gown and we were enveloped in silence except for her heart monitor beeping. That was absolute worst fear... loosing my mother and being stuck with my father.

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Another tap on my shoulder awakens me. It was the nurse. I was sleeping on my mothers stomach and she was still in the same position as yesterday.

I checked my phone and it was 1 pm the next day.  i must have fallen asleep. i thought. I look up at the nurse whos face was slender and caked with makeup, she looked to be around twenty years of age.

"I'm sorry I'm going to have to ask you to leave" her voice was laced with attitude.

I wipe the drool off my face and grabbed my bag. My father was nowhere to be found....

of course.

i didnt want to leave her so I waited in the waiting room and occasionally peaked in to see what the nurse was doing.

i checked my phone, my battery was criticaly low, I couldn't play on i to pass the time. I just sat there thinking of if my mom was going to recover.

I wondered if my dad had done this to her. She couldn't have gotten these types of injuries from work, only because she works in an office cubicle all day organizing papers and sending emails.

I couldn't cry anymore i was basically done with my dad for good. I hope he never comes back to get me .

The nurse exits the room and turns to look at me.

"Do you have anyone to take you home? where is your father?"

I shrugged my shoulders still looking at the wall in front of me.

"Well I suggest you call someone."

I didn't want to leave.  all i wanted was to stay here. with my mom, so I told her.

"No. can I stay here with my mom?"

She hesitated before nodding her head and turning in the other direction to walk down the hall.

I walk back in the room and she looked worse than before I still thought she was beautiful. I layed my head back down and fell asleep for the second time. This time my arms wrap around her waist and my head rested on her chest.

My phone vibrated while I was laying there with my unconscious mother, it was Kellin calling, but I didn't answer because I was indeed asleep.

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