Alpas (A Demi Lovato Fan fiction)

Chapter 23-Room 173

Aurie's POV

It was 4 in the evening and I was tired and hungry, not that I mentioned it though.

Demi and Maddie had gone down to the cafeteria to get us something to eat. I wasn't thrilled.

I was sitting beside my dad, my head on his shoulder.

My mom had fallen asleep on his other shoulder, tear tracks evident on her tired face.

My dad was quiet; contrary to his talkative and happy mood, but who could blame him?

Dallas was still sleeping, and we had no idea how long she would lay still on that bed for.

I stared at the plain white walls in front of me, the emptiness seeping itself inside me once again.

I hadn't cut today. I hadn't eaten in a week, I was living on water and juice. It was a miracle that I hadn't fainted yet.

Bored, I got up from my seat and walked down the long hallway, passing through the rooms and distressed families.

The floor was silent, except for sobs and doctors shouting out medical terms now and then.

This hospital wasn't new to me. Passing the rooms, I stopped in front of one. One that I would remember for ages-

Room 173.

A chill passed through me, and goosebumps appeared all over my skin as the dreadful day played in my head, so clear as if it happened just a day before.

-Flashback-

A 7 year old me was sitting in my room, colouring a picture of a baby elephant along with its parents. There were colour pencils, sketch pens and crayons scattered all over the floor.

That's when I heard the shrilling cry of my mother.

Scared and panicking, I ran outside my room and into Demi's room. My mom was knelt beside my sister’s weak body, shaking and crying like there was no hope in the world.

My dad rushed in, followed by a 8 year old Maddie and a 21 year old Dallas.

“CALL 911! RIGHT NOW!!” my dad shouted.

Dallas took out her phone, her hands shaking and tears rolling down her cheeks, she somehow dialed 911.

My eyes shifted to the scene in front of me.

My dad, holding my crying mother. He was crying himself. And Demi, was still, not moving an inch. There was blood all around her and I could see deep gushes all over her wrists.

I didn't understand what was going on. Maddie was scared, I was scared. But we were both confused. Though, Maddie knew a bit more than I did.

The paramedics rushed into the room minutes later and picked up my sister and placed her onto a table, rolling it out of the room then out the front door.

“Mommy, where are they taking her? What happened mommy?” an innocent 7 year old me asked my mom.

My mom erupted into sobs once again and I was engulfed into a hug by my older sister, Dallas.

“Dally, tell me please. Where are they taking Dems?” I asked her, curious to know what was going on.

“Demi’s sick Aurie. They're taking her to the hospital so that she can get well again. She'll be okay” she said, trying to make it simple for a 7 year old to understand that her older sister had tried to take her own life.

Her eyes were filled with emptiness, sadness, hurt and finally guilt.

That day, we sat in the hospital all night. I cried silently in the hospital washroom, praying that the sister who meant the world to me, would in fact, be okay.

-End flashback-

My eyes had welled up once again and now I was on the floor, my back up against the wall next to Room 173, sobbing.

Sobbing because Demi had tried to kill herself all those years back, Dallas was laying still on a hospital bed with injuries all over her, and finally because my life had become such a mess where now, even I thought of killing myself. A thought that was not new to me but had become quite normal ever since I had turned 15.
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