Over and Over

Chapter 9

(Holly P.O.V)

I unlocked the front door to the empty house. Without everyone, it no longer felt a home. The family photo's were always there, but now they'll always be cherished. Everything I saw just reminded me of them. Made me feel sick. I felt dizzy. My heart raced. I need it to stop! Weird...How everything changes.

Uncle Danny followed me in, eating Pot Noodles for breakfast. How does he manage to stay so fit for the Army? Wow.

We had just returned from meeting Liam; "Stable. No movement." The doctor said in remorse. Each time I walk in that hospital, I hope for a little. Not much, but atleast a little. Fate hates me.

I missed him. I missed everyone...

I started to clean up, last nights mess. We've just been so busy that I didn't realise that I still had to fulfil my mothers needs. She would've killed me and Danny seeing this mess. She'd probably say something like, 'Am I your servant or something? Picking up your things for you! Your 16 Holly! Not 4.' Danny came and took the plates from my hands, dropping them into the sink, shaking me into existance. I picked up the bin bag and started to pick up the clutter which lay everywhere. He took that out of my hands too.

"What's up?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can do this, you know?"

"I know you can. For now, Leave it and go make yourself useful elsewhere."

"I was making myself useful, cleaning up."

"Elsewhere."I took a deep breath and counted to 10 as I flopped onto the couch, hiding my face away into it so I couldn't see anything around me. I couldn't ever argue with anyone again. It was almost becoming impossible to do that seeing as everyone didn't let me do anything and pitied me all the time. I'm fine!

Uncle Danny pounced onto the couch, completely giving the house a mini earthquake. Startling the fuck out of me, "Uncle Danny! Do you mind?"

"Don't call me Uncle. You make me feel old!"

"You are old."

"I'm 26!"

"Shut up! I thought you were like 48!" I joked. He grabbed my foot and started to tickle it.

"Let...Go! I'll pee myself.... and... your going to 'ave to... clean...It!" I screamed dropping onto the floor. He chuckled like the old man he is making his way to the floor, laying next to me, holding my hand circling his thumb on my palm.

"I have to talk to you." Anytime I would hear those word, it's kind of scary.

"What about?" It feels like a stone just fell in my stomach and now my body feels strange.I didn't like where this was going.

"The thing is that I have to go back to work now." What? He's only been back two minutes.

"Now?"

"I'm going back next Thursday." He put his arms around me and I hugged him.

"I don't want you to go. Your all I have left." His arms got tighter around me. "You haven't been back long either."

"I know honey it isn't fair! The day I leave. I'm coming straight to you yeah, Princess."

"Princess?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Dad used to call me that." We both held a lament silence. "Danny... What if... What if something like... What if something like what had happened to Dad, happens to you?"

He took a long breath. "I promise you, it won't. You'll always have me. Don't ever be scared for me, okay? We'll always write to each other and keep in contact, always. Don't ever think your alone! There are so many people in this world who care for. A bit like that Charlie..."