Love Riot(A Newsboys fanfic)

Chapter 9: Home

(Mya's POV)

"Mya?"

"Mya!"

"MYA!"

I quickly shook my head, snapping back to reality. Everyone's eyes were on me and Marley was in front of me, her hands clasped firmly on my shoulders. I could hear my heart beat pounding inside my head. My breathing was shaky,.

"Mya, what happened? Who called?" Marley asked, her voice shaken with concern.

I struggled to speak as tears began rolling down my face. "It- it was the hospital." I chocked out. "My mother- my mother tried to kill herself."

The bus grew quiet. Quiet enough to hear a pen drop. The tears came flowing now, as I realized what I needed to do. "I-I have to leave. I h-have to go home." I sobbed.

"We understand." Jeff said softly as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"I'm going too." Marley said. "You're the reason I'm here and I'm mot gonna enjoy it without you." She sat down beside me and wrapped her arms around me. "Plus, I'm not letting you go through this alone."

I returned her hug, realizing of how lucky I was to be surrounded by such wonderful people. We called the band's manager in and explained everything. He agreed to letting the guys take me and Marley to the airport. They boys got online and order me and Marley two plane tickets for a plane that took off in the morning from here to Tennessee which I was thankful for. Marley and I then went and packed. We all hit the hay, and waited for tomorrow.

When the morning came, we quickly made it to the airport. We went through all the luggage and security checks then proceeded to find our gate. We sat and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally our plane was called. We stood and one by one Marley and I hugged everyone.  I knew neither of us wanted to say goodbye. It's not every day you get an opportunity like this. But my mom means a lot to me.

"I'm gonna miss you two." Avery said, wrapping her arms around me. "We'll be praying for you guys."

"Thank you." I replied.

I moved to the guys hugging Duncan, Michael, and Jody as Marley said goodbye to Avery. I moved to Jeff and I found myself hugging him differently. I had wrapped my arms tighter around his shoulders, like I was clinging, afraid to let go. I felt him tighten his hold on my waist, like he didn't want to let me go. I didn't want to leave....but I had too.

"It's gonna be okay." He whispered. "I promise."

I burried my face into the crook of his neck as a couple of tears rolled down my cheeks, staining the collar of his shirt. I pulled away and wiped my tears away. I turned to Marley. She gave me a reassuring smile and we grabbed our bags, waved goodbye, then boarded the plane.

My nerves and anxiety rose as the plane took off. What would happen to my mother? Would she be okay? What would I do if she wasn't?

It's gonna be okay. I promise.

Jeff's words echoed in my mind. I sure hope he's right. But I couldn't help but wonder....what if he isn't?

—time skip brought to you by small airplane peanut packets—-

I was happy once we landed but at the same time I was dreading it. Dreading whatever news the doctor told me. Marley and I found our luggage then called an Uber to take us to my house. We we arrived we payed the drive then threw our bags in my room. Time to go to the hospital.

We got into ny car and headed on our way. Every minute that it took us to get there felt like a year going by that I may not have my mother. She has to pull through . She has to.

We pulled into the larking lot and parked in the guest parking. We walked up to the receptionist and told them my name and my mother's. The woman told us my mom's room number and we headed to the elevator.

"It's gonna be okay." Marley said, bringing me into a small hug as the elevator took is up.

"I hope so." I replied.

Once we reached our floor, we located my mom's room and knocked. "Come in." Came a male voice.
We walked in and found the doctor there with a nurse. I walked to the edge of my mom's bed, my hand slowly rising to my mouth.

My mom eyes were closed and her breathing was slow and raspy. Her skin was paler than usual and dark lined were spread across her neck. An iv tube was in her arm, sending a clear liquid into her body. A breathing mask was in the cent of her face, covering her mouth and nose.

"You must be Mya." The doctor shook mine and Marley's hands.

"Yes." I said. "How's my mom? Is she gonna be okay?"

"Honestly, I don't know." The doctor answered. "It seems that she tried a couple different ways to take her life: hanging, drug over dose, cutting. We're doing our best to keep her alive but right now it's hard to tell anything."

I nodded. I looked down at my mom. Please be okay.

The doctor approached me and laid a hand on my shoulder. "I recommend you girls go home and get some rest. The past the past few hours have been a lot for you two. We'll call you if there's any news on your mother."

I nodded, admitting to myself that he was right. Now that I was here, I didn't want to leave my mother. "Thank you." I said and left the room with Marley behind me.

We drove home in silence. Marley decided to stay at my place with me as long as my mom was in the hospital. We pulled up into the driveway, and headed up stairs to shower and change for bed. Marley took the couch and I told her good night then headed to my room.

Just as I crawled into bed, my phone rang. I looked at the called id. It was Jeff. I answered the call. "Hey."

"Hi." Jeff siad. He sounded down and a little tired. "Is everything alright?"

I explained everything the doctor told me. "They said the would call if there was any news."

"I'm so sorry, Mya." I hear Jeff say quietly.

I smiled to myself. I missed him and the guys and Avery. It warmed my heart that he called. "Where are you guys heading?"

"Tallahassee, Florida."

"I wish I could be there with you guys." I sighed.

"We wish you were here to but you did the right thing. You need to be there for your mom."

"I know." I replied. "It's pretty late. We should both probably get some sleep."

I hear Jeff's melodious laughter on the other end. "You're right. It's gonna be okay, Mya. I promise. Good night."

I smiled. "Good night."

We both ended the call and I let my head hit the pillow and my body drift off to sleep.