Siblings (an O2L FanFiction)

Holding On For Days And Breaking Apart

~Abby~

It's been five days. Five long, rainy, depressing days. Five whole days that I haven't let go of Jacksons hand. Five days where I've barely eaten. Five days and thousands of tears cried.

"Wake up please." I sighed and a single tear fell down my face.

"Abby, c'mon. You've gotta shower and eat." Connor begged, "please, it's unhealthy."

"No." I huffed. "Not until Jackson wakes up."

Connor grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look at him and let go of Jacksons hand, "look Abby, I'm not going to sugarcoat it, it could take weeks, months for Jacksons to wake up."

I gasped at what he told me, "you don't know that." I stuttered, turning away from him and looking back to Jackson.

"Abby, Jackson wants you to be healthy. He can't stand you looking and feeling like this, he would want that."

Tears strolled down my face but I refused to sob. "He wants me to be here. He needs me to be here." I almost choked on my words.

"He wants you to be healthy." Connor sighed, clearly getting frustrated with me.

I shook my head. "I need to be here."

Connor kneeled down beside me, "please, just come home. For one night. Please." He begged.

I took a moment. Maybe I did need this, maybe going out of this bland hospital will clear my head.

I huffed, "fine."

"Really?" He asked.

I nodded and let more tears flow down my face. "Yeah. This night only."

He sighed but we continued to go out of the hospital and home. Connor and I went inside Jennifer and Terrance's house, the house I was staying at for now. They needed my support and I need theirs.

"Go shower," Connor said as we unlocked the door and walked in, "I'll fix something up for you."

I slowly started up the stairs and cried to myself as I saw pictures of Jackson and I hanging everywhere.

My little brother, almost dead. I thought. I ignored my heart-wrenching thoughts as I went into the bathroom and stripped off my dirty clothes. I turned on the water and immediately got in.

I put my head back and lathered shampoo into my hair, then conditioner. I washed my body then just sat in the hot water, taking in the steam. For a couple minutes I actually forgot about everything, my mind was blank.

I sighed sadly and got out of the shower. My mind instantly clogged with all the things going on in my life. I wrapped a towel around my body then went to my room. I quickly put on leggings and a old black t-shirt.

'We keep this love in a photograph. We made these memories for ourselves. Where our eyes are never closed and, hearts are never broken, time remains frozen still. And you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans, holding me close until our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone... Wait for me
to come home.'

My phone blared its ringtone and I didn't even bother to check who it was as the tears came to my eyes.

"Hello." I stammered bitterly.

"Hey Abby! It's Sam!" A cheery Sam greeted from the other end.

"Hey, what's up?" I exhaled sharply, I didn't really want to talk right now.

"So someone told me you were back in town and I was wondering if-"

I cut her off, "no I can't. Sorry S-Sam, I've got to go." I stuttered and hung up immediately.