You're Not Alone Anymore

Darlin', you'll be okay.

~~I dedicate this chapter to @MelodyMeijer and  @ThatBritishBandFan~~ Hello everyone! My name is Skylar Andrew Carlile.  Sounds familiar, right? Well I'm Austin Carlile's baby sister.  I'm seventeen, and I live with my brother in California.  Me and Austin share a lot of traits, we both have Marfan's, we have the same eyes, the same facial features, the same hair.  It's quite obvious we're related, if you ask me.  Aside from having Marfan's, I've struggled with severe depression and anxiety, self-harm, anorexia, and bulimia.  A lot of that stemmed from our mom's passing.  Austin was seventeen and I was eleven when she passed.  After that, I started self-harming to try and cope with everything, finding out that me and my brother had the same condition that took our mom away from us.  Austin is my rock.  Today I have a doctor's appointment to check on my heart, they thought they heard a murmur last week, so they told us to come back.  I adjusted the beanie that sat atop my dark brown hair.  I pulled out my phone and checked the time.  8:30am.  "Austin! Hurry your ass up! We need to go!" I said, shoving my things in my bag. 

"Calm your tits Skye! I'm coming!" Austin said, both of us running downstairs.  I opened the front door and walked to Austin's black camaro. 

"God I'm nervous." I said, tugging down the sleeves to my sweater roughly.  Austin climbed in the car and laid a hand on my leg. 

"It's gonna be okay, trust me.  I'm sure it's nothing." Austin said, giving me a small smile.  He started the car and we made our way to the hospital.  I could feel my chest tighten in worry. 

'Oh great, another fucking anxiety attack? Just what I fucking need.' I thought, biting my left lip ring.  I reached over and turned on the radio, hoping that would calm me down.  'My Understandings' by none other than Of Mice & Men came on.  I couldn't help but let out a tiny snort at the irony.  Me and Austin started singing along.  After it went off, 'Terrible Things' by Mayday Parade came on.  I started singing along, not realizing the tears were flowing.  Austin reached over and held my hand. 

"I love you, y'know." He said, giving me a soft smile. 

"I love you too, Austin." I said, sniffling. 

"Trust me, everything is gonna be alright.  Last time they thought I had one it was nothing, so even if you do, everything is going to be alright.  You know me and dad and the guys are gonna be by your side the whole time." Austin said, rubbing his thumb against my hand. 

"I'm really fucking scared Austin, what if I need another surgery?" I asked, grasping his hand. 

"We'll be right by your side." Austin said, giving me a reassuring smile. 

"Oh, I brought something for you!" He said, reaching into the back seat at a red light.  Austin rummaged around in the back seat for a second before he found what he was looking for. 

"Close your eyes." He said, I could hear the smile in his voice.  I reluctantly did what he asked and I felt something being set in my lap. 

"Open your eyes!" He said, poking me.  I opened my eyes to see Squidgy in my lap. 

"Aweee! Thanks Austin!" I said, smiling softly.  I scooped Squidgy up and cuddled him until we arrived at the hospital.  My stomach dropped as we walked in, still clutching Squidgy I hid in Austin's side.  He stroked my hair and pulled me closer to him.  We went to the stairs and walked up to the fifth floor, where the internal medicine is.  We entered the cardiac wing, walking over to the nurse's station to sign me in.  After I was signed in, we walked over to the small sofa and sat down on it.  I cuddled into Austin's side, trying not to have a full-blown anxiety attack.  I'm not afraid of the hospital, I'm afraid of what the doctor will say.  Austin seemed to sense my worry.