Suicide hotline

Chapter 19: Long time, No See

So this is gonna pretty much be a filler chapter for when Hope sees her family again.

I'm using Hope's point of view once again instead of having Chance's.

Thanks, enjoy and don't forget to leave a vote x

Song: Because of You - Kelly Clarkson/House of Memories - Panic! At The Disco (listen to either of them x)

Hope's POV:

I stood in front of the door.

The door that had so many memories.

Good and both horrific memories.

I was only going to be staying for 3 days so I would get back on Thursday.

One of the bad thing about this entire ordeal is that I'm missing work. I will also miss just a little over a week of work during Christmas.

I directed my attention towards the door when I heard someone yelling loudly, instantly knowing it was my sister, Faith.

I raised my hand and knocked a few times on the door, waiting for someone to come bursting out and find me.

After maybe 10 seconds, the sound of locks clicking and turning could be heard and the door clicked open, revealing the person from behind it;

My mother.

I felt sick just looking at her.

"Our baby is home! Everyone!" She hollered, turning her head as she called into the house. I slightly tilted my head to look into the home, soon my attention was back on her.

She turned back to me and soon stepped out. My instinct was to take a step back, yet I made sure to keep my feet somewhat concreted to the ground as she began wrapping her arms around me.

I had to force myself to wrap my arms around her body and hug her back. Her hair was in my face as I held my breath.

Her scent made me eternally gag.

"How have you been?" She asked, mid pulling away as I took a step back from her. She began to walk inside before I could even answer her.

I followed suit.

"Fine. Yourself?" I asked shortly, watching as all of my siblings came running out.

"Sis!" Faith, my sister squealed while jumping on me and hugging me tightly. I hugged her back and smiled.

I then looked down and squealed.

"I heard about this! Holy shit how long?" I asked excitedly, touching her stomach as she giggled.

"7 months, only a few more to go." She said, sending me a nervous yet very glamorous smile as I sent her a proper smile.

Unfortunately the father for her child wasn't in the picture any longer since after he found out Faith was pregnant he had fled.

At the moment he was behind bars due to selling methamphetamines.

Faith is way better off without Jason anyways, he was a total tool.