Chloe [Joe Sugg]

Part Forty-Four

"What? Is this a joke? Because I was falsely told that my sister died before. Can you double check?" I sobbed. "Please, please just-"

"Ma'am. I'm sorry. I can double check on the computer if you'd like?" The nurse pat my back.

"Do that, please." I sniffled.

"Okay, let's see..." She sighed, typing away at her keyboard. "Jude Jones..."

"Did you find her?" I asked.

"Yes, ma'am. It says right here that she passed away." The nurse pouted.

"Can I see?" I asked.

"Ma'am, I'm not allowed to show you?" She frowned.

"Please!" I yelled.

The nurse looked around before finally huffing and nodding. I leaned over the counter and took a glance at the computer and burst out crying.

There on the computer screen, was a lot of detail about my sister. Her blood type, birth date, hair color, eye color, the date she checked in, and the one that really got to me... the death date.

The worst part, she was only 25 years old.

I looked down and walked toward the elevator.

I pushed the 4 button, seeing that Tan and Jim were on the fourth floor.

The doir opened again and I stepped out and walked toward the lobby part where Jim was sitting.

I sat down next to him and he looked up.

"Why are you back so early?" He asked.

"My sister." I choked out. "She's, uh, been dead since last night..."

"What?" He cried.

"Yeah." I sniffled.

"You're taking it well-"

I burst out crying and cried into Jim's shoulder.

About a few hours later, a doctor came out and called Jim's name.

"What's wrong with my fiancé?" He asked.

"I'm sorry to break this to you, Mr. Chapman, but your fiancé just had a miscarriage."

Joe's POV

-Two More Hours Later-

"It's all about you, It's all about you, baby."

"Caspar, stop. That's the most annoying song ever." I groaned, making everyone laugh.

"But your solo is coming up." Caspar laughed.

"I don't care, turn it off." I chuckled.

"Fine." Caspar snapped, turning the video off.

"I'm going back to California with Tyler, Alfie, and Joey, do you wanna come, Joe?"

"Sure, but I have to check in with Chloe."

"Okay." Zoe giggled, snuggling into Alfie.

The door opened and Chloe, Jim, and Tanya walked in.

"Tan, are you okay?" Alfie asked.

Ignoring them, Jim amd Tanya walked downstairs, while Chloe walked through us silently and walked into the bathroom, wiping her eyes.

"What was that all about?" Zoe asked.

"I don't know, but I'm gonna find-"

Chloe walked back out of the bathroom and silently walked downstairs, ignoring us.

"-out." I finished, following her down the stairs.

As I walked and looked through the four rooms, all three of them were in my room, Tanya was laying down.

And she didn't have a baby bump.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Alot of stuff, Joe." Chloe sobbed into the crook of my neck.

"Like what?" I asked, rubbing her back soothingly.

"Jude's dead." Chloe sobbed.

"Wait what? How? I just visited her yesterday?" I said.

"You did?" She sniffed.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Now I feel like a bad sister because you visited her while I was on tour not having a care in the world." She cried.

"That's not true." I shook my head.

"Tanya had a miscarriage." Jim said.

"What?" I exclaimed, taking my glance from Chloe to Tan.

"I feel so bad. I hate myself." Tanya cried into the pillow.

"Tan, it's okay. We're still here for you..." I smiled.

"No, it isn't okay! What if this happens again? I'll never be able to forgive myself!" She cried.

"It's okay, Tan. Really..." Jim rubbed her back.

"How could you say that? That was your son, Jim!"

"Son?" Jim gulped.

"Yeah, the doctor told me what gender it was when it happened." Tanya sniffled.

"Tanya, it's fine. Let's go out. All four of us. To a fun place." I suggested.

"Oh, I know just the place." Chloe giggled.

"Okay, fine." Tanya sighed.