Sister, Sister

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Connor’s P.O.V. (didn’t see that coming did ya?J)

We pile into the limo and sit quietly waiting to get to hospital and fast. Alex is still mad at me and won’t talk to me. It makes me mad, but then again it is my fault.  She is sitting across from me in the limo. I try to make eye contact but she’s just zoned out and staring at the ground. 

It takes us what seems like forever but we get to the hospital and we hop out. The limo drives away and we’re standing on the sidewalk outside of the hospital. Jack g talks first.

“Ok so we need to break into groups, I was thinking three.” We were in a huddle now and all nodding looking at him like waiting for a plan during a break of a football game.

He continued “One group is going to go to the store right over there” He points at a Walmart across the street “And get some sugary stuff for Shawn. The second group will go in right now and take care of Shawn before the goodie group comes.” We nod again then matt speaks.

“And the third?” He asks getting his strength back to stand on his own.

“The third is going to go back to the hotel and look for clues to where Chloe went.” We all frown, we forgot that Chloe was the one who started this whole thing because she was broken. And to be honest no one here blames her. Everyone wants her back and to comfort her and love her like they should of the first time.

“Ok group one is Julia, Alex, illianie, and Calista.” They nod and walk off towards Walmart.

“Group two will be me, jj, carter, and matt.” They nod walking off even Jack g. Cameron looks at me and shrugs.

“Well do you wanna walk or do you want to call the limo back?”

“We should go get some taco bell then call the limo. I’m hungry.” He laughs but nods and we head of towards the yummy food.

Calista’s P.O.V.

We all walk to Walmart and I feel like I want to jump in front of a fricken train right now. It’s my fault that Shawn’s in the hospital and everything because I turned him down. I walk with my head low all the way there. I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up.

“It’s ok it wasn’t your fault, if it was anyone’s it was his. “ It’s Julia. I get mad, he was drunk I could smell it coming off of him. If I thought my sister was dead, but she wasn’t I too would get drunk. I shrug her hand off.

“I don’t need your sympathy…” I say spitting my venom at her. I walk up to Alex.

“I’m going to walk around, when your done text me k?” I say and walk off towards the bathroom to lock myself in a stall and cry.  I throw the door open and walk to the stall closest to the door but on a wall.  I hate these stalls, no one wants to be doing their business and have someone watching them the whole time.

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