Chelsea's POV
15 years later
"JUST LEAVE ALREADY!" Oliver yelled at our father. "FINE I WILL" he grabbed his luggage and made his way for the door. I tryed to grab for his jacket but he just shrugged me off. He opened the door and left slamming the door shut. I ran outside to try once again to stop him but he had already made it to the passenger side of the door and took off with his girlfriend driving. I turned around and walked inside shutting the door lightly. I looked over to my older brother while tears began to form at the rim of my eyes. He held an arm out to me, I ran to him and cryed into his chest as the tears finally fell. "Do you want to go see mom?" I nodded vigorously. Seeing her always made me feel better for some reason. I never knew her like I hoped I would, shes been in acoma all of my life and even gave birth to me during it from what im told. I walked upstairs to my room and into my bathroom to clean up. My names Chelsea Beirsack and im 15 years old and will be turning 16 soon. I have long brown hair that goes down to my lower back with dark blue eyes, im kinda short which is obviously from my mothers side, I have a nose piercing that sparkles over my pale skin, ive been told im the spitting image of my mother. Im wearing my favorite Chelsea Grin shirt along with black skinnie jeans and an old pair of leather boots my uncle ashley gave me my 13th birthday that still fit perfectly. I wiped my make up stained tears away and washed my face then applied new eyeliner. I grabbed my bag off my bed and ran downstairs to see my brother already ready with his keys in his hands. My 18 year old brothers name is Oliver Beirsack and is also the spitting image of our father. Hes very tall with short blonde hair thats soon being dyed black, he has bright brown eyes, and has a slightly tan skin tone that shows off his sleeve of tattos perfectly. He wore a pair of ripped red jeans, a iron maiden shirt with the sleeves cut off and black combats. We walked out the door and locked it behind us before we headed to his silver truck. We buckled up and began to head out to the hospital. I turned the radio on and popped in an Asking Alexandria cd. I should probably elaborate what happened earlier. Today my dad is leaving for a 6 month tour and didnt tell us till he had to leave. My dad and my brother dont get along at all anymore mainly because Oliver hates him. It started when he was never home and it wasnt because of a tour or the band but his girlfriend who hes been with for 3 years now. Her name is Amber and is almost the polar opposite as him. Oliver and I were hurt even more when he started dating someone else while his wife was in acoma, but it was out of our hands. She trys to get me to dress like her and be like her, she likes to waiste money and take me shopping while she picks out the clothes. It doesnt bother me anymore since I would just return them later or sell them a few hours later then go buy my own clothes or other things i need with the money. I had to find a way to make money when she convinced dad to stop giving us allowances for helping him and doing chores and that we need to start taking responsibility. I dont know why he is still with her, I know he loves my mother and when she wakes up he has to decide who to be with. I still love my father and want him in my life. Im not like Oli and I dont want to block him out. He doesnt even call him dad anymore he calls him Andy. We parked in the parking lot and made our way to the entrance.
Oliver's POV
I pushed open the door that belonged to my mothers hospital room and let Chelsea walk in first. She ran to moms side and sat down while I walked to the side of the bed. "Hey mom" Chelsea said while brushing a strand of hair out of her face. Our mother was simply beautiful. She had long brown hair that used to be black till the dye faded away and went down to her waiste, she was pale from the machines of course but it didnt make her look flawed, from what I remeber she had dark brown eyes. She had no wrinkles or grey hairs, but then again neither did Andy. Her arms had tattoos going down them that looked bright and wonderful, Ive had time to admire every single one over the years. My phone began to vibrate in my pocket, I pulled it out and read the name 'Her♡' across the screen. I walked into the hallway and answered the phone.
"Hey whats up?"
This would be my girlfriend that ive been with for 2 years, Samantha. Her hair is short and dark blue that my aunt Sammi dyed for her recently, shes close to my height and pale with dark green eyes, and is 17 years old.
"Nothing I was just wondering if I could come over and hang out with you and sea. That is if your dad and amber are ok with that"
sea is what she called Chelsea, they absolutely adored eachother and are great friends. Also Amber convinced Andy she was a bad egg and doesnt like her much which is why she asked that.
"He left for tour and psycho bitch took him to the airport, so yea. But we're visiting mom right now so ill call you when were head back home"
"Ok well ill let you go back to her, tell her I said hi"
"Alright, love you, bye."
"Love you too, bye"
I hung up the phone and walked back into the room. "Sams coming over when we get home, and she says hi mom." Chelsea perked up some more when I told her. After an hour went by of telling her of recent events including this afternoon we had to say our good byes and left.
