My very own fairytale (luke hemmings)

Chapter 29.

Sophie's pov

Mom died  two days after her operation.

The doctors told us she was too weak during her treatment so her body could not respond positively. They did everything they could, but it wasn't enough.

The worst part of it was that I felt that I had to face it all by myself. Alone.

~A week before the operation~

My dad and I almost spent the two weeks at the hospital. We had a bed in my mother's room so we could sleep there and take some rest while keeping an eye on her. I wasn't able to sleep most of the time. All I could think of was how my life will be without my mother. I kept it all inside of me because I could see how destroyed my father was. He was pale and his usual smile was hide behind a sad and heavy one.

"Princess?" He asked me, out of the blue, while we both decided to go sleep in the other hospital bed which was at our disposition. There was no sound in the room except the constant beeping of the machines that my mom was connected to.

"Mmm?" I simply answered my eyes wide open, starring at the ceilling. His back was facing me but I could hear his voice, shaking. Suddenly he turnned around and face me.

"I love you, honey." He said in a breath, his eyes full of tears.

I didn't answered, all I could think of was to wrap my arms around my dad. He let go of all the emotions he kept inside for the last month and he cried into my arms. It was weird because he looked so young and fragile like this. I was playing the role of the mother, trying to reassure him that everything was going to be fine, even if I didn't believed a word of it.

He finally fell asleep in my arms and I shortly joinned him.

Luke's pov

My mom, Ashton, Calum, Micheal and me were in a taxi, which was driving us to the hospital.

The flight was pretty quiet, we were all nervous about our arrival. My mother wasn't the same since the end of the summer. She didn't even wore make up at the airport and her eyes, which were usually shinning and full of life, were dark and undescreptible.

When I learned about Mary's cancer, it really hit me hard. I felt punched right in the stomach, I was out of breath and I couldn't do anything about it. Mary was like my second mother, she did a lot for me and my mother. She didn't deserve all of this pain. Sophie didn't deserve it either.

We arrived at the hospital and asked for the number of the room. I was nerve wraking while they made us wait outside of the room. Mary couldn't recieve many guests at the same time so we had to wait. The boys and I agreed to let my mother go first, so we waited outside.

Calum was sitting next to me while Micheal was walking in circles in the hallway and Ashton was standing against the wall. None of us knew what to say.

After a few minutes, we heared the door open so we all quickly stood up.

We saw our friend, still wearing her pyjama's pants coming out of the room. Sophie looked exausted, her eyes were tired and surrounded by purple circles. She weakly smiled to us, closing the door behind her. We stood there, starring at her while she was looking at the floor.

"How is she?" Ashton asked, breaking the tensed silence.

Sophie looked up to us and I could see she was holding tears by the way she was bitting at her lower lip.

"She has been better..." Sophie crossed her arms on her chest and we saw her break down in front of us. Instantly, I ran up to her and hold her in my arms. At the moment I didn't care if my favorite Nirvanna's t-shirt was soaked wet because of her tears. All I wanted was to wipe them away because seeing her like that was killing me. It was the worst thing on Earth.