I look into the window to find doctors covering my mother. All I can see is her blonde hair, spraled across the pillow.
I lean my head against the window and let a couple tears flow out.
Soon I feel arms wrap around me to spin me around. Its Liam. He holds me in a hug as I cry into yet another shirt.
He's going to be mad at me later because he is wearing his "lucky" shirt. But this is not the time to worry about that.
"She's going to be okay. Its okay." I hear Liam whisper.
I toughen up and turn to the door. I take a deep breathe and open it up. By this time there is only one doctor in there.
I look at the sight of my mother. She has wires all over.
"Miss Payne." The docotor says.
"Yes?" I ask eagerly, hoping to get some information. I take a seat.
"Your mum. She has fragments of glass into her lungs, which if they're in there for much longer, it will block her breathing."
"Can't you just take them out?"
"The fragments are too small to be removed. And if we did so, take them out, she would have to be in a wheel chair, because the fragments came through her back, and paralyzed her chest down. I'm sorry." He says.
I kneel down next to my mum and hold her hand.
The doctor leaves the room most likely to tell Liam the same thing.
"Come on mum. I'm here. Please stay. I love you." I tell her, even though she's asleep. "Come on mum. Speak to me. You probably won't remember this, but please don't leave. Please don't leave Liam and I with dad. He doesn't love us as much as you do. I'm sorry I never tell you I love you. I'm sorry that I always yell at you. But please mum. Stay strong. I need you. We need you." I cry into her hand, hoping she wakes up.
I look around the room and push a table over the the side of the bed.
I set an extra pillow on the table and lay next to my mum. I grab her hand again and cry. I Cry for hours. Sometime Liam came in to lay on the couch on the other side.
He keeps reminding me of how she is going to be okay. I want to believe him. I really, really do. But I trully know that she isn't.
A life with out her floods into my mind as the last of my tears fall and I drift off to sleep.
I wake up to doctors rushing into the room.
"Wha-what's going on?" I ask when I realized they moved the table I was sleeping on over.
"Mum. She can't breathe." Liam answers, who is sitting at the end of the table.
"No!" I yell out of nowhere.
The doctors are hooking lots of stuff up to her body. "You have to go outside now." One doctor says opening the door as me and Liam exit.
I watch through the window as they do different things to the person I love most.
Soon the doctors steps back with watery eyes.
Oh no.
I rush in just before Liam can stop me.
None of the doctors stop me.
I see my mom's open as she stokes my face.
"Baby girl." She says in a rough voice.
"Hey mom." I wipe a tear.
"I'm okay. I'll always be here." She says and points to my heart.
"Always." I say and hold her hand.
"Liam." She motions him over.
"Protect her." She orders.
"Anything for you." He responds.
"Be good for your father." She tells the both of us. And we nod our heads.
She pulls us into a hug and whispers" Stay strong, I love you to the moon and back." She says just as the doctors interrupt our moment.
"I-I-I love you!" I stutter.
"You have to leave now." One doctor shoos us away. I don't wanna leave. I can't. I have to stay with her. She's ny mum.
"No!" I shout tears streaming down mh face as Liam throws me over this shoulder. My fighting back does nothing. The only thing I can do is yell 'no' and 'I love you' a million times.
Just before the door closes I hear the last beeep and Liam sets me down as I rush back into the room.
I kneel back down next to my mom's body.
"No! You can't leave me! You can't! Come on mummy! Wake up! Tell me you love me. I love you. Come on." I shout while crying tears that I didn't think I had left.
I look up at liam on the other side of the bed. He is crying as hard as I am.
"I'll protect her." I hear him whisper, which makes me crying even harder.
"Come on." The doctor orders. He's very pushy. Its annoying.
"Bye!" I say before Liam practically pushes me out of the door.
When we get in the hall I see Zayn on the bench.
He must've slept there last night.
"I brought you some clothes and stuff." He says holding up a bag.
"Thank you." I respond, grabbing the bag and giving him a big hug.
"I'm sorry princess." He comforts.
"I'm not leaving with you." I tell my father as he shows up, dangling his keys.
"You don't gotta choice." He remarks.
I look at Zayn and he nods.
I'm leaving with Zayn.
Period.
