I Love You To The Moon And Back

Chapter Four

Chapter 4

Kate POV

I don't remember much of my parents, to be honest with you. It sounds terrible, but I feel like I never realy knew them. I was young when they past away and even Lily memory is vague of them.

Now I do remember when mom (Aunt Amy) took us to the hospital to say our goodbyes. Our dad died immediately after the plane crash happen, however, our mom was found a few distance from the crash just barely alive. She had all sorts of injuries that I couldn't even begin to list, but she stayed alive long enough for Lily and I to say goodbye and then she died right afterwards.

I can't recall our goodbyes to her.

Lily told me once that she had tears in her eyes because she knew she wasn't going to make it and that she told us both that she loved us very much and made Aunt Amy promise she would take good care of her precious girls. I wish I could remember all that. Instead, I just remember the hospital itself and the journey to get there. Aunt Amy got us up real early in the morning, we had to stay in her college dorm for the night, and she dress us in matching pink overalls with a white shirt underneath. She braided our hair and afterwards stuck us in the car. We must of drove for what seem forever. Lily said she knew what was going on. Aunt Amy explain it to her. But I was just too litte to try to explain what was going on. When we got to the hospital, it was cold and I didn't like all the sick people who walk around with their loved ones. I think at one point I started to cry when some old lady tried to talk to me.

Yea.. I was a shy and also nervous kid growing up.

Aunt Amy had to comfort me before she took us up to the ICU because you can't have screaming children in the ICU. Technically, you weren't suppose to have kids in the ICU at all, however, the doctors were nice enough to let us have this one goodbye before our only parent left died. The ICU was terrfying. There was so many sick people and Aunt Amy had me close my eyes until we got to our mother room so I wouldnt get scared again. Lily was defaintly the brave one. She was the older sister and she could act tough even if she was afraid.

The point is.. I hate hospitals and I've never gotten over my fear of them because truthfully I always had Lily there to be the brave one when I couldn't be. But now I had to be the brave one for the both of us. And I wasn't quite sure how to do it.

The drive to the hospital felt like the one I took when we were little and we said goodbye to our mother. Dad drove the car while mom and I sat in silence. When I was little, I remember mom playing some music and Lily and I played with our dollies. She was quiet that day, but not as quiet as she is now. The drive seem to take forever although the nearest hospital is only fifteen minutes away. It was the longest fifteen minutes of my entire life. When we did get to the hospital, we walk in and mom ask for Lily room number. They told us to take the elevator up to the third floor and on the right we were suppose to keep walking until we found the room number 314. We didn't know it until we got into the elevator, however, the floor they gave us was the floor to the ICU. It was mother all over again.

"Sssh." Dad tried comforting mom.

She cried quietly. "This can't be happening."

The ICU hasn't changed much. Of course, now it looks a bit differently because the last time I was here I had my eyes closed and my face was nuzzled in mom neck, so I never gotten the chance to really look at it. However, it was still cold and you could just smell the death of people slowly dying.

We followed the directions the front desk lady gave to us and we found Lily room with no problem. I was nervous about walking in and seeing whatever state my sister was in. We were unsure whether if she was actually alive or not or if she was going to be awake, unconcious, or worse.. brain dead.