To The Sky (An Owl City Fanfic)

Chapter XXXIV-So Touch your feathers to the breeze

When I woke up, I felt somewhat better. My eyes scanned my surroundings. I was in the hospital bed in the 'ICU.' I instantly thought of dad. Tears formed in my eyes. I hope he's okay. Mom walked in with a doctor. I half smiled as she rushed over to me. She threw her arms around me and started sobbing. I just laid there with no reaction whatsoever. The doctor got her off me and I looked at both of them.

"How's Dad?" I asked with my voice breaking

Mom had a look on her face that yelled: what? No hello? I glared at her. The doctor stepped forward, looked down at his clipboard and back at me. He had a frown on his face.

"I'm sorry Michelle but it looks like he won't be getting better anytime soon. But he is awake so you'll be able to see him in a few minuets," The doctor said with a half smile.

I nodded my head. I looked myself over. I was alright but my right arm up to my elbow was different. Is it a prosthetic? I touched it with my other hand and nearly screamed. I brought it closer to my face. The doctor and I made eye contact. He explained to me that since the cut could still contain the poison they amputated it. I blinked back tears and asked when I can see dad. A nurse came in with a wheelchair and told me that I couldn't walk yet but I could be in the wheelchair so I can at least get out of the bed. I forced a smile as they unhooked me. They helped me stand up and the tile floor felt cold on my bare feet. I realized that I was wearing jeans and an Owl City tank top. I looked over at mom and smiled. She smiled back. The doctor brought the wheelchair over and I sat down. We went out of the room and down the hallway. It felt weird and awkward to be wheeled around by a stranger but I'm glad that I'm out of the room. We passed nurses who said "hi" and stuff. We turned right down another hallway and passed about a dozen doors leading to rooms until we found Dad's at the end of the hallway. I looked at mom who was beside me. She nodded her head and told me everything will be alright. I let out a shaky breath and the nurse knocked on the door. I heard dad say that we could come in. The nurse opened the door and we went in. I forced myself to smile and look happy. Dad was pale as could be. It was sort of scary. He was in a bed and there was an IV attached to his wrist which pumped blood. To his right there was a big box with red liquid that spun it around. It reminded of a washer but instead of clothes it had blood. I shuddered. To his left was a heart monitor which beeped very slowly. Not good. Dad looked over at me and grinned. I was brought over to him.

"Hello," dad whispered which was barely audible.

"Hi dad."

He looked at my right arm and held my hand. Tears formed in his eyes as he examined it. I was able to move my fingers so it would be easier for dad to hold my hand. Dad looked back at me.

"I'm sorry, Michelle. I know I apologized to you before but I'm really truly sorry. Hopefully Austin will leave you alone from now on," he said.

"I forgive you dad."

Then he burst into tears. I looked back at the doctor and asked if I could stand up with someone's help. He nodded his head and two nurses came over and helped me up. I wrapped my arms around my crying father. His sobs died down as he put his arms around me. He buried his head into my shoulder. I whispered in his ear and pulled away from him. Dad smiled and laughed a little. He said something and now it was my turn to laugh. Little did I know that tears were rolling down my cheeks until dad brushed a few away with his thumb. I was going to tell him something when he started gasping and shaking uncontrollably. Mom dragged me away from him as the nurses and doctors surrounding him. They rushed dad out of the room. I got out of moms grasp and ran after them. I didn't care if I was stopped or thrown out of the hospital. I just need to see dad. My feet pounded against the floor and I turned a sharp right but only to get stopped by different nurses. Everything went in slow motion. Me seeing dad going back into surgery. The nurses dragging me away. Mom running to me. Jasper and the rest of the gang showing up and leading me down the hall towards my hospital room. No. That's when everything came back into focus. I ran back the way I came and found the elevator. I slammed on the button until it opened. I pressed the 'close doors' button. Nothing happened. Mom, Jasper, Breanne, Daniel and Gabriel came in. I leaned up against the corner of the elevator as they all glared at me. I pressed the first floor button and we made our way down. As we waited, mom was yelling at me. The others just stood there not saying anything until someone said

"Miranda you really need to stop yelling at your daughter. That's not how we raised her."

Mom suddenly got protective of me. She pulled me near her and Jasper, Breanne, Daniel and Gabriel got behind us. There in the corner stood Austin. He was twirling something around his finger. He stopped and tossed it to me. I caught it and looked. It was my necklace. I glared at him. How'd he get here? And how did I not see him?! Or anyone else for that matter. The elevator opened and all of us ran out. The gang was in front of me while I tried my best to keep up. My legs gave out and I was exhausted. I forced myself to crawl but Austin put his foot on my back and pinned me down. I screamed and Mom ran towards me. When she reached us, I heard a gun cock. I looked up and saw her holding it and pointed it at Austin. She looked at me with sad expression. Fear filled me. Mom was going to....I didn't get to finish the rest of my thought when mom pulled the trigger. There was a bang followed by a thud. I scrambled to my feet and looked at Austin who had a bullet wound in his head. I looked at mom. Great now both my parents are murders, I thought. Out of no where, Breanne came and grabbed me just as the police came and arrested mom. I was too exhausted to cry or even fight back when Breanne dragged me away and out of the hospital. The sun was bright. I made my way to the car with them in a daze. I couldn't see mom as a killer. Let alone dad. Now what? Mom is in jail and dad is dying or is dead. My eyes grew wide in fear. That makes me an orphan! No, don't think like that. Dad will get better. I convinced myself as we reached the car and got in. I sat in the middle beside Breanne and Daniel while Jasper and Gabriel sat up front. Gabriel drove. He asked me where I wanted to go. I told him anywhere but here. He nodded his head and started driving. I guessing we're going home. Breanne put her arm around my shoulder. I looked at her.

"I don't know how you must feel right now but just know that we're all here for you." Breanne told me softly

I smiled and said," thanks. So if mom is in jail and if dad dies. Does that make me an orphan?"

"No it doesn't. And your dad will get better. We'll take care of you," Daniel said," besides I'm back in the game. I get to preform with you guys again. And I promise I'll act differently."

Everyone laughed at that. Then we got to talking about how fans would react to me singing instead of Adam. They brought out their phones and were typing, except for Gabriel. Then Daniel showed me his. He tweeted saying that I'll be taking over Owl City. The fans said they wouldn't care if a girl sang as long as it is still called Owl City. I smiled and tears filled my eyes. I looked out the window and realized we're almost home. An awkward silence filled the car as we pulled into the driveway. We got out and I stared at the house. Home. It's been a while since I've been home. I looked at the gang and we all walked to the front door and inside. I smiled and immediately ran down to the recording studio. Breanne and the rest soon followed. I stood at the computer browsing through dad's songs. There was one called 'This Isn't the End.' I looked at the lyrics and tears filled my eyes. A hand was placed on my shoulder and I looked at Breanne. She told me he started writing that before the concert when I was supposed to meet him. He didn't finish it yet. I began to look at other songs. As I was looking, I found a bunch of different songs. I went into a new folder and opened up a writing program. I copied and pasted what Dad had for 'This isn't the end.' I looked back at the gang.

"Well, if I'm gonna be Owl City," I told them, "then I better get started."

I looked back to the computer and started writing.

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A/N: no 'this isn't the end' of the book. See what I did there? So there's only eight more chapters to this book. :'( Anyways, if you liked this chapter please consider giving it a vote and/or comment.