Forever & Always [ J.G | C.D ]

62- Carly

        Bright rays of sun pierced my closed eyelids, and my cheeks felt hot with warmth. My eyes opened slowly being blinded by the early rays of sunshine. Pulling my body into a sitting up position and wiping away at my eyes, that were still red and puffy from last nights tears. After Cameron said his farewells last night and I was left alone with my thoughts, the tears came like a dam releasing. Weighing out the pros and cons of both Jack and Cameron were rough. And choosing which ones heart to break was the worst. Cameron was clearly my first chose... But he was a risk. An unknown chance that he could even feel the same way tomorrow. Maybe this is just all an act to get me away from Jack. And then there is Jack, he's not a risk at all. He is everything that a girl could dream of-- the perfect husband material.

I looked around my room, smiling at all my familiar belongings. It definitely was a lot nicer to be at home in my own bed and not in another strange hotel room. It's oddly comforting being able to looking around and see my years of hoarding. At the age of eight my thing to collect was anything green. So yup as you would imagine I have a full shelve of random green object just wasting away on top of my dresser. And across from my bed sat hundreds of books tucked away nicely on a very large oak stand. That was my next obsession growing up-- reading. I became obsessed with the idea of being able to escape into many different worlds and time-lines. And not to mention being able to swoon over men who you complete create in your head? Who doesn't love that. In other words my room was a cluttered mess, drawings and posters were smeared across every wall. My king size bed laid flat on the flood in the middle of the decently large room. Shelves and stands full of junk were scattered everywhere. If someone with compulsive disorder stepped foot in this room surely they would have a heart attack. But I loved it this way. It wasn't exactly messy just cluttered. But it tells you my story.

"Carly!" My mothers voice echoed through out the house. Her voice sounded almost.

"Yes?" I hollered back, prying myself up from my bed.

"Carly! Please," Her voice cried out

I flung out of bed quickly, racing down the household stairs and into the kitchen were my mothers sobs were coming from, her body was bent over the counter with tears streaming down her face. Her tan pilot keys in hand.

"Mom?" I croaked out softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's Grandma. She fell and is in ICU. We need to go to the hospital," She barely managed to choke out the words between each shaky breath.

My heart stopped, and anxiety coursed through my body. This can't be happening...

I rushed upstairs quickly throwing on a pair of baggy grey sweatpants and a black jumper-- I quickly unplugged my phone racing back downstairs and out the front door. My mother sat in the passenger seat, her face tear stained. Her father had just passed away a little over a year ago. Find out her husband was unfaithful to her and now this? I couldn't even begin to imagine what she was going through. All I could keep thinking about was being in her shoes. I would complete lose it if I ever lost her. A bond between mother and daughter is something so special...

We pulled into the hospital parking lot quickly. Mom didn't speak during the drive so it was filled with uncomfortable silence and the mumbled sound of her sobbing looking out the car window. I stepped out of the vehicle quickly, grasping her in a tight embrace before she made her way towards the large hospital doors.

"It's going to be okay mom," I cued into her ear softly.

"I know baby," she whispered pulling away slowly, "Can you call your brother and let them know? I will go see if we are allowed to visit her."

My lips pulled apart into a small smile; biting down on my lip to stop myself from crying. The look in her eyes was absolutely heartbreaking, her once precious blue eyes now bloodshot puffy from crying.

"I'll be right up."

turned away and disappeared past the glass sliding doors, her body moving as fast it could take her. I turned away unable to watch her any longer and picked up my phone. My fingers started punching in Nash's number, when Jack's name popped up on my phone screen. Instead of ignoring this call-- I clicked accept.

"Hello?" I croaked out.

"Carly, are you okay?" his voice went deep.

I starred blankly at the asphalt ground, tears were now streaming down my face. I needed him-- I needed him more than anything right now. I wanted Jack and he was thousands of miles away. I just wanted to be told that everything was going to be okay. I just wanted to be held and know it wasn't something that was obligated for them too... No matter what Jack was always going to be one of my bestfreinds... And right now I needed him more than Scott or Cameron.

"Carly?" Jacks voice screamed through the phone.

"I'm okay," I whispered back, "It's my grandma."

"That's fucking it Carly. I'm coming their today. There is no way you are going through this alone, you can't tell me not to come this time. I love you. And hearing you like this is shattering me."

"Thank you," my lips quivered, "I would really like that..."