I let out a scream of pain and clenched my arm.
"What's wrong?!" Aunt Alice ran in with uncle Josh.
I had tears streaming down my face. I couldn't tell them about my scratch. It took all my strength to ignore the pain and say, "nothing, just a bad dream."
"Okay hun, go back to sleep. We're right across the hall," Aunt Alice said.
A fe minutes later, the pain went away. Is this it? Am I going to die and turn soon?
"Momma? Daddy? If I turn tonight, just know I love you!" I cried and hugged my stuffed bunny.
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I woke up the next day, alive. I sighed with relief and got dressed. Uncle Josh took me down to see mommy and daddy.
"How long do they have to wear the IVs?" I asked.
"As long as we want to keep them alive," the doctor replied.
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It has been a month since mommy and daddy went into comas. Everyday I visit them and lace their fingers together so they are holding hands.
"Honey, it's time to go home," Aunt Alice said and held my hand. I sighed and gave my parents kisses on the cheeks.
She still hadn't figured out that I sat on the roof every night. At least as far as I knew. She might know but doesn't stop me.
I got in my pjs after dinner and helped Harper into hers.
"Mama and dada?" She asked.
"They are going to be okay. I know it, Harper," I said. I kissed her head and went up to the roof.
I laid down and looked at the constipations. I remember how when I was little, my daddy used to show me all of them.
I felt someone tickle me from behind and I spun around.
"Daryl!" I laughed. "S-stop!"
He stopped and sat next to me. "Whatcha doing up here?" He asked.
"Missing my daddy," I replied.
"Em, I promise if something happens, I'll always be there for you." I hugged him.
"Thanks Daryl," I said.
"I'll see ya tomorrow kid," he said and climbed down the side of the house.
I looked at the stars for a few minutes until I felt tears prickle in my eyes.
"I miss you daddy," I said quietly.
"I miss you too Em," I heard my daddy say.
Assuming it was daryl playing a trick on my I kept looking at the sky. "Not funny Daryl!" I said.
"Em, turn around," the voice said again.
Slowly, I turned my head.
"Daddy!" I sobbed and jumped into his arms. "I.....I..........t-thought....y-you...w-would....leave....m-me!"
"Never baby girl!" He said and hugged me tighter than he ever has.
"People here sometimes would tell me you were going to die. They made me believe them!" I soaked his shirt with my tears.
"Well I'm her now," he said. His voice cracked a bit and I knew he was crying.
"Is mommy?" I asked.
"She's still in a coma sweetheart," he replied.
"Did you meet your new babies?" I asked.
"No, not yet. Wait babies? As in plural?" He asked.
"Yep, you had four babies," I said. His eyes widened.
"I missed you more than you know daddy," I said.
"Me too," he replied. He lightly kissed my head and I fell asleep in his arms.
|A/N|
I have to admit, I cried a bit while writing this chapter.
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